The Crybaby Prince is Reborn, Where is the Prince Going?

Chapter 113 His Highness's embrace is so warm

As Qing Fei expected, in the early morning of the next day, when the sky was getting light, a baby's cry suddenly came from Liuyunzhai.

Xiao Yunzhen's new wet nurse, Wang, was the first to wake up. She rushed over from the next room, but was stopped by Ying Yi.

Wen Yan from the compartment had already rushed into the inner room.

Xiao Yunzhen was crying, but he was crying in Jinyou's arms.

Jinyou patted the little ball, then pinched his eyebrows and felt dizzy.

"Prince!!!"

Wen Yan was overjoyed. He ran over and knelt down beside the bed.

"The prince is awake, is he feeling unwell?" He then directed outside the door, "Quickly go get Lord Qing Fei!"

Jinyou was not feeling well at this time. Wenyan mumbled a lot of words, and before he could fully digest them, he heard Xiao Yunzhen's screams and cries like whistles.

[Jinyou! Jinyou!! Jinyou!!! You finally woke up! ]

【Do you know how worried everyone is about you? 】

【I'm worried about you too! 】

[I've made up my mind. If you're gone, I won't live anymore!]

Ahhhhhh! Thank goodness! You're awake! Hahahaha! You're really awake!

"..."

Jinyou looked at Wen Yan blankly, then at the little girl in his arms, and still felt that all this was a little unreal.

But he quickly calmed down and looked at Wang Shi, the timid wet nurse behind Wen Yan. He waved and called her over: "Wang Shi, take the young master out."

[Jinyou? What's wrong with you? There's something wrong with you!]

Xiao Yunzhen is very sensitive. Having spent two lifetimes together, he understands Jinyou best.

Although his emotional changes were very subtle at this time, Xiao Yunzhen still felt it accurately.

He didn't quite understand. Before the poison took effect, Jinyou had always kept him by his side. It was only for a period of time. Did Jinyou dislike him?

The baby's mental activities were not concealed, as if he was talking to Jinyou.

He pouted and the crying that had just stopped started again.

Jinyou had no choice but to pat his chubby little body again and whispered, "I'll find you later. Go to sleep first."

Wen Yan lowered his head, not understanding why the prince always had to explain or discuss with the little master, even though the little master was just a little baby and couldn't understand what was said.

But even though he didn't understand, the effect of Jinyou's comfort was excellent.

Xiao Yunzhen stopped crying and was carried back to the side room by Wang to sleep.

When Qing Fei heard that Jinyou had woken up, she hurried over with some freshly made tonic pills.

"Lord Qingfei! Please take a look at the prince! Will there be any sequelae?"

Qing Fei nodded, walked forward to feel Jinyou's pulse, frowned, and then unfolded his brows again.

Then he checked Jinyou's ears, nose, mouth, and tongue, and looked at his nails.

Finally, he came to a conclusion, "The prince is fine for now, but he is weak and needs to be nursed back to health. Come, take the tonic pills first."

As he said this, he coaxed Jinyou to chew the pills dry.

Jinyou's face, already pale from the poisoning, became even paler when he saw the pill that was half the size of his palm.

"I don't want to..."

"No, you want to!" Qing Fei's eyes narrowed, and with unquestionable seriousness, he stuffed the pill into Jinyou's mouth.

The taste was so choking that Jinyou rolled his eyes. He couldn't chew it or spit it out, and was in a dilemma.

Wen Yan felt distressed when he saw this and brought a cup of warm water to Jin You.

Unfortunately, Qing Fei’s big pill cannot be swallowed.

Not for any other reason, just because I was choking.

Under Qing Fei's gaze that was like staring at a criminal, Jin You gritted his teeth and swallowed the pill.

"Okay, you're good. I have ten more. Take one in the morning and one in the evening. I guarantee you'll be full of energy in five days."

Qing Fei handed a box of pills to Wen Yan and told him, "Watch him eat every day, don't miss a single one, and don't feel bad."

Wen Yan looked at the threatening look in his own prince's eyes, closed his eyes, and involuntarily clenched the medicine box in his hands, "Okay! I will definitely make sure that the prince finishes it!"

Qing Fei nodded: "Okay, there is still some time, you can sleep for a while."

"I'm not going to sleep anymore." There are still a lot of things to be resolved.

He learned from Xiao Yunzhen's inner voice that he had been lying in bed for eight days and could not lie down any longer.

At this moment, my body, legs and feet are weak and my head is dizzy.

If I lie down again, I might not be able to walk anymore.

He wanted to get up but no one dared to stop him, so Qing Fei had no choice but to say, "It's okay to walk. The weather is getting colder, so dress warmly. Although there's no remaining poison in your body, you've still sustained some damage to your foundation. It's best to rest in your mansion for a few days and don't run around anymore."

"okay, I get it."

Although Qing Fei knew that Jinyou, as the prince, could not be "quiet", she was still happy that he was so obedient.

At least he is more obedient than that troublemaker He Qianzhao!

I just wonder how He Qianzhao is doing now? It's only been half a month since the last message, and I don't know if he received it or if he took his medicine on time...

Alas... When Qing Fei thought of He Qianzhao, her mood became depressed, and she didn't want to look at Jin You anymore.

He waved his hand, gave a few more instructions, and then fled back to the yard.

Soon, Liuyunzhai fell silent again.

Wen Yan found a winter fox fur coat and put it on Jinyou, and then stuffed the small hand warmer used by Xiao Yunzhen into Jinyou's hands.

Wen Yan wanted to stuff all the things that could warm people into Jinyou's arms, and even found a piece of warm jade to hang around Jinyou's neck.

Jinyou was so confused by his words that he could only say, "I'm fine. I'm still alive, right?"

"Prince!" Wen Yan suddenly shouted, "You can't say that! The prince will not die!"

Jinyou stared blankly at Wen Yan, who was so angry, and couldn't help laughing.

It turns out that rabbits will bite when they are anxious!

"Okay, okay, I won't tell you. This prince won't die. This prince will naturally live a long life!"

Jinyou tilted his head back, and his pale little face seemed to glow against the snow-white fox fur.

Wen Yan curled his lips and wanted to smile, but when his eyes curved, tears fell.

He stood in front of Jinyou, trying hard to open his eyes which were blurred by tears, as if he would disappear in the blink of an eye.

Jinyou sighed softly, put down the hand warmer, opened his arms, and held Wen Yan in his arms.

"Don't cry, I'm still here, right? Not only will I live a long life, but Wen Yan will live a long life too. By then, I'll be the prince and you'll be the steward second only to the prince. Who wouldn't say a word then? How majestic is Steward Wen?"

Jinyou patted the boy's back again and again, coaxing him with a sigh, "When the time comes, don't mention the people I don't like. Even if it's someone you look down on, you won't be able to send a visiting card."

In Jinyou's description, the young boy seemed to have really seen the future, where the majestic butler Wen refused to let in the people he disliked, with his nose turned up and looking down at the visitors.

Wen Yan was completely amused. She couldn't stop crying and slowly pulled her head out of the prince's chest.

"Don't cry, I don't dare to get into trouble again. Every time you get hurt, you cry non-stop, but I don't cry." Jinyou paused, as if thinking of something, and then said, "Oh, Xiao Yunzhen can't cry as much as you."

Wen Yan's face turned red when he was teased, and a faint puff of white smoke floated out from above his head.

Jinyou pinched Wenyan's chubby little face and patted it: "Okay, go wash up and go out for a walk later."

Wen Yan now looked as if she had just taken a hot bath, and her face became even redder.

He nodded in response and went to wash up.

He just looked at the basin and saw his face reflected in the water.

What he was thinking was: His Highness's embrace is so warm...