Granny Xu could easily see that the young prince was just pretending to be relaxed.

Although he was blind, his eyes were red-rimmed and the corners of his eyes were stained with tears. His voice was hoarse from crying, indicating that the young prince was secretly grieving in places unseen by them.

Xu Mama frowned, buried her face in her hands for a long while, swallowed back the sigh, and said in a trembling voice, "Your Highness, this old servant is here. You can tell this old servant anything, please don't keep it to yourself."

Gu Yuzhi clenched his teeth and didn't say a word; he even closed his eyes.

He always remembered what Imperial Physician Qin said to him after he first fell ill and woke up: "Even if Your Highness is willful, please think of us subordinates who have followed you from afar to the northern desert..."

He cannot cry. He is a prince of the northern desert, bearing heavy responsibilities. How can he weep in front of others?

Gu Yuzhi didn't cry at all; instead, she tensed up and pursed her lips into a straight line.

Seeing him like this, Granny Xu was overcome with grief and couldn't help but burst into tears. She knelt down with a thud, saying, "Your Highness, please cry. It's not shameful to cry, but please don't hold it in."

The hospital director, Qin, said that many illnesses are caused by bottling up emotions.

She didn't want to worsen His Highness's condition.

"Your Highness, I beg you, please cry it out! Or vent your emotions! I'm right here, you can take it out on me."

Gu Yuzhi tilted his head, his eyes were clearly empty and unfocused, but it was as if he was looking at Granny Xu.

His face tightened more and more, and his breathing became more and more rapid, until he could no longer hold back and tears streamed down his face. But he bit his lower lip tightly and refused to make a sound.

Granny Xu took two steps back and kowtowed repeatedly, pleading, "Your Highness, I beg you, please cry!"

Just like when you were in the palace, even if you only cut your finger a tiny gash, you would cry your heart out, and she and the Empress would take turns comforting you.

Why did his innocent and carefree little prince have to suffer all this?!

He's just a child, he's only six years old!

Granny Xu kowtowed and called out, "Your Highness!"

It was this cry that made Gu Yuzhi unable to hold back any longer, and he burst into tears.

The fear of coming to the northern desert, the terror of being attacked, the fear of possibly going blind, the worry of being abandoned by the emperor...

Gu Yuzhi felt that his small heart was burdened with too many things, squeezed together, making his heart clench with pain, so painful that he couldn't breathe...

Gu Yuzhi cried and reached out to Granny Xu, "Granny Xu, it hurts so much...it really hurts so much..."

Xu Mama stepped forward and held Gu Yuzhi's bandaged hand. She comforted him while shedding tears, saying, "With Mama here, our little prince will surely recover quickly. He will live a long and peaceful life."

Gu Yuzhi was crying loudly, and he couldn't hear what Xu Mama was saying at all, but he felt particularly at ease as long as he could hear Xu Mama's voice.

"Granny Xu, don't go, stay here with me."

I can't see anymore, so please don't leave him alone like before.

Granny Xu nodded repeatedly, wishing she could slap herself.

Why didn't she think to leave someone in the room before?!

The master and servant wept bitterly, their suppressed and painful cries drifting out through the wooden door.

Judge Qin and Prefect Chen stood at the door, both with their hands behind their backs, staring blankly ahead with furrowed brows, neither of them speaking.

Only when Gu Yuzhi's cries were heard did Judge Qin finally breathe a sigh of relief.

After a long pause, he finally spoke: "Your Highness's physique is much stronger than when you first arrived in the Northern Desert. This is largely due to your regular martial arts training."

However, these people were still somewhat cautious towards His Highness.

On one hand, she said she wanted to make the young prince strong, and on the other hand, she protected him like a mother hen, afraid that he would get hurt in the slightest.

In the year or so they've been in the northern desert, the boldest thing they've ever done was to have Mr. Huo take the young prince to live in the wild for a month.

This month of training has improved the young prince's physical fitness and made him more mentally resilient.

It was precisely because of this that, when attacked, the young prince did not scream and break down like an ordinary child, but instead calmly and collectedly killed several thieves.

But every advantage has its disadvantages.

The young prince understood his responsibilities as a prince, so he deliberately suppressed his childlike innocence, and even when he was injured, he would hide away and silently shed tears.

“Excessive worry will slow down his recovery and break his will.”

That's why Judge Qin sought out Granny Xu to discuss how, if His Highness were to wake up again and still suppress his anger and refuse to cry, Granny Xu should do everything in her power to help His Highness vent his frustration.

The Imperial Physician sighed again, his expression much better than yesterday: "Besides being quite dependent on Granny Xu, the young prince is also quite dependent on Chief Secretary Xie. Once Chief Secretary Xie wakes up, the young prince's heartache will be half cured."

Chen Dianyi always felt that what Qin Yuanpan said was a bit mystical, but in terms of healing, Qin Yuanpan was called a miracle doctor for a reason.

Since he said that His Highness would be fine once he vented, he naturally hoped so.

The two walked with their hands behind their backs toward the room of Chief Secretary Xie and Marshal Huo.

To make it easier to take care of them, Judge Qin arranged for Chief Secretary Xie and Marshal Rehuo to share a room. As soon as the door was opened, a strong smell of medicine wafted out.

Huo Qiyuan had already woken up and was sitting on the edge of the bed with an air of nonchalance, applying ointment to his bare upper body, wrapping it around and around.

Upon seeing Judge Qin and the other man, Huo Qiyuan finally spoke, his throat dry, sore, and itchy: "How is Chief Secretary Xie?"

He woke up and observed for a while. Xie Changshi seemed to still be unconscious. There was no one serving him in the room, so Huo Qiyuan naturally did not know how long he had been unconscious.

He remembered that before he lost consciousness, the little prince's small arms held him tightly, supporting him and preventing him from collapsing directly into the snow.

Their men had all fallen, but the young prince had not left...

He stood up abruptly, his voice urgent and angry: "How is the young prince?"

Judge Qin waved his hand sternly: "Sit down, sit down. You just woke up, don't let your emotions fluctuate so much."

He stepped forward to take his pulse, and only withdrew his hand after a while: "As expected of Marshal Huo, your body recovers so quickly."

Under Marshal Huo's extremely displeased gaze, he continued, "His Highness is fine, it's just..."

He chuckled softly: "It's just that I can't see for the time being."

These words struck Huo like a bolt from the blue, leaving him frozen in place, as if he couldn't even breathe.

It was unclear how much time had passed before Huo Qiyuan finally came to his senses. He sighed softly, and when he spoke of the young prince again, his tone carried a hint of parental pride: "The young prince is truly remarkable."