Prince Huang hurriedly said, "I, I and Shuangshuang, picked them downstairs."
Su Xiaomeng quickly said,
"Didn't Mom tell you not to pick flowers randomly?"
"It's okay, the gardener from downstairs helped them pick it."
Bai Sixian took the cup, pouring water while saying to her,
"These two little ones used such choppy English, it's a wonder the gardener understood them."
"Haha, really? How did they say it?"
Su Xiaomeng couldn't help but ask; usually, Shuangshuang and Huang Huang would often use their very choppy and scattered English to talk with Lily Claire at home.
But... it was really too choppy.
"Mom! Sick! Flower! Like!"
Bai Sixian shrugged, "Probably just those few words."
Su Xiaomeng smiled and patted Prince Huang's head.
She understood this child's cleverness better than anyone.
"How are you feeling, is there anywhere that feels particularly uncomfortable?"
"Just my foot hurts a bit, otherwise it's fine, much better than a few days ago."
