"Eat a little less, Mama will make bamboo rice for Nuonuo later."
"Okay, Nuonuo won't eat anymore."
As soon as he heard about bamboo rice, the little baby stuffed the snack in his hand back into the Qiankun Bag and stopped eating.
The bamboo rice made by Mama was especially delicious—soft, glutinous, fragrant, with lots of meat and vegetables inside. Just thinking about it made his mouth water uncontrollably.
"Mama, Nuonuo wants fruit juice." He demanded conditionally.
"Alright, I'll give you a cup of juice. Cherry juice, how about that?" An Jiuyue lightly tapped the little baby's nose and asked.
The little baby quickly nodded. Anyway, as long as it was fruit, any juice made from fruit was delicious to him, and he absolutely loved it all.
...
Although it was decided that she would visit General Ning, who was hung atop the city wall that evening, Yuu Rong still invited the Ninth Prince over.
"The Monarch Emperor of the Jun Empire is dead? How is that possible?"
