Zhao Jun harbored an unknown secret: she was an online friend with His Highness the First Emperor from thousands of years ago. Every time she sent him cheap items like water cups and glass, she cou...
Fusu has matured a lot and looks like a young man in normal times, but he still shows some childishness in front of his mother.
"That's a Chu specialty brought by Lord Changping. My mother has been drinking it since she was a child. This is just an accident. Who would have thought it couldn't be eaten with lotus seeds?"
"It was really unexpected."
Chu Rong's voice was soft, but his face was full of smiles.
The child has grown up. She used to think that Fusu had become estranged from her, but now you see, he is the one who is most worried about me.
Chu Rong lowered his head and drank a spoonful of medicine handed to him by Fusu, thinking silently.
"Son knows. Son won't blame uncle. He is also concerned about you. He just meant well but ended up doing something bad."
Fusu fed him one spoonful at a time, carefully.
"I'm glad you know. By the way, you rushed back. Did you talk to your father? And I guess you didn't visit your uncle either."
Chu Rong drank the medicine slowly, a gleam in his eyes.
But Fusu didn't notice anything.
"When I returned, I met my father. However, I was only concerned with coming to see you at the time. I have been staying here ever since and have yet to have a proper conversation with him."
"But your health is the most important thing. You are fine now. I will find time to pay a visit to my father later."
Fusu handed the empty bowl after feeding to the servant waiting on the side.
He supported Chu Rong and let her lie back on the bed slowly.
"I'm fine now. If you have time, please come over. And don't forget to visit your uncle and let him know you're safe."
"Son knows, you should take a rest."
Chu Rong lay on the bed, closed his eyes and gradually fell asleep.