At that moment, Nan Chen also arrived.

He disliked Mo Yan more and more these days. She was no longer the carefree and spirited young girl she once was. Now, she was jealous and constantly bullied the others in the backyard.

If it weren't for him protecting Li Youyou, her child probably wouldn't have survived to this day.

Nan Chen arrived at the main courtyard, intending to take a quick look and leave, but upon hearing the news that Zhi Yan was unwell, he assumed it was Mo Yan's doing, since she would always send someone to find him whenever Zhi Yan was sick.

He arrived at Zhiyan's courtyard, which was right next to Moyan's and could be considered part of the main courtyard.

When he came in, he found Mo Yan sitting anxiously on the edge of the bed, holding Nan Zhiyan's small hand.

Mo Yan naturally sensed Nan Chen's arrival, but simply chose not to acknowledge him.

This man, he changes his mind, but he insists on finding a plausible excuse for himself, as if that means he hasn't changed his mind.

Nan Chen hadn't seen Mo Yan like this in a long time, so quiet and not arguing with him.

Every time they had a fight, they would part on bad terms. She would always accuse him of going to other women. She never thought that he was a prince and it was normal for him to have three wives and four concubines.

Nan Zhiyan woke up at this moment, and he opened his eyes groggily, "Mother..."

Then he saw his father behind him, "Father..."

Mo Yan touched his body; his clothes were completely soaked.

"Someone, bring the young master's clothes."

Soon someone brought the clothes, and Mo Yan personally helped Nan Zhiyan change them. She was a little clumsy, but her movements were very gentle.

Nan Zhiyan obediently changed her clothes, then obediently lay down. "Sweetie, are you hungry?"

Nan Zhiyan nodded and pointed to her throat. "It hurts."

"Mommy knows, you have a little bug in your throat. It's okay, Mommy will help you get rid of it."

How about we have some plain white rice porridge? It's thick, so we can just drink it straight away.

Nan Chen frowned upon hearing this, somewhat displeased. "You don't even know that you can't eat when you're sick?"

Mo Yan turned to look at Nan Chen, "I don't know. When I was a child, I was sick and I still needed to eat. My parents said that when you're sick, you don't have much strength, and if you don't eat, you'll have even less strength."

After saying that, Mo Yan turned around and patted Zhi Yan's little head, "As long as our Zhi Yan eats obediently and eats well, we can defeat the virus, okay?"

Nan Zhiyan nodded quickly, "Okay, Mother, I will definitely be a good girl and drink my medicine and eat more."

"Mmm, good girl."

Soon someone brought white rice porridge. The rice had already been cooked until it burst open, but it wasn't very thick. No sugar was added. Zhiyan obediently took a sip and slowly swallowed it.

He drank many mouthfuls before stopping, saying, "Mother, I can't drink anymore."

Mo Yan patted his little head. "Good boy, if you can't drink it, then don't drink it."

"Uh-huh."

At this moment, Nan Zhiyan perked up a bit and tried to sit up. "Mother, I want to study," he said.

"No, you're sick and can't strain your eyes. How about we go see a doctor tomorrow?"

Mo Yan was gentle and patient, but Nan Chen thought she was probably just pretending.

"Since the Princess Consort agrees, then I will return now."

"Xiangling sees the prince off."

Nan Chen: "..."

Nan Chen felt ignored for the first time and was very unhappy. "No need."

After leaving, Nan Chen didn't go anywhere else. He still had to give the princess some face. He wasn't the kind of person who favored his concubine over his wife. Besides, the princess was a royal wife, and he couldn't just depose her like that. He went back to the front courtyard.

After Li Youyou's maid found out, Li Youyou was very happy. "Auntie, the Prince went to the front yard. I heard that the eldest young master fell ill because he was copying large characters."

This princess is far too strict; she made him copy so many large characters when he was only two years old.

"What do you know? She's just scared, scared that her son won't amount to anything, humph..."

...

Mo Yan stayed with Nan Zhiyan all night. When Nan Zhiyan woke up, he saw his mother serving him porridge not far away.

"Zhiyan's awake! Come and have breakfast. How about we have noodles today?"

Nan Zhiyan obediently went over and let the maids wash his face, but today was different. He opened his eyes and realized it was his mother. "Mother?"

"What's wrong? Do you feel like your mother didn't wash your face clean enough?"

"No, son is happy, thank you mother."

My mother never used to do these things. She said he was a little man and shouldn't always cling to her.

Mom, I think being sick is good, because as long as I'm sick, Mom can stay with me all the time.

Mo Yan patted his little head after hearing this, "Nonsense, you can't get sick. Mother will always be with you, always by your side, watching you get better and better."

Whether you're sick or not, it's the same, understand?