Chapter 33 Chapter 33 Beautiful and Strong Miserable Dad 3
Feng Pansheng was annoyed by Zhuozhuo's whimpering, so he picked up Zhuozhuo with one hand, hesitated for a moment, and simply stretched out his arm to let her hang in the air by his side.
Zhuozhuo experienced the sensation of flying for the first time, and she thought Feng Pansheng was playing with her, so she excitedly cried out and laughed. Feng Pansheng couldn't bear to see Zhuozhuo so happy, so he suddenly raised his arm, and Zhuozhuo fell silent.
Shen Xingyun, riding behind, couldn't help but feel a little distressed. He thought Feng Pansheng was going too far. Why was he tormenting the child when he was fine? What if he was really scared? He was about to say something when he heard Zhuo Zhuo's energetic cheer, "Daddy! Do it again!!!"
Feng Pansheng's arms stiffened. It was not right to continue scaring her, nor was it right not to.
Fortunately, Zhuozhuo didn't continue to pester him for "one more time." She fluttered her limbs, twisted her body, and began to whimper again, "Daddy, it hurts."
Feng Pansheng felt that this child was a bit unlucky for him and didn't want to pay attention to him, but how could a child be ignored just like that?
Zhuozhuo twisted her body with all her might, stretched out her arms to Feng Pansheng, and cried out, "Daddy, hug me! Hug me, hug me, hug me... Wuuuuuuuuuu, hug me..."
It was a devilish sound, piercing his ears, even the clatter of horses' hooves and neighing couldn't drown it out. Feng Pansheng couldn't stand it any longer and was about to ask Bai Zhu to calm her down when the struggling child in his arms suddenly lost strength, his limbs and little head drooping limply.
Feng Pansheng raised his eyebrows and stopped his horse, "Bai Zhu, come here."
When Shen Xingyun saw Zhuozhuo's lifeless appearance, a chill and powerlessness suddenly rose in his heart. He subconsciously wanted to hug Zhuozhuo and accused him without caring about the status of the people. "Your Highness, how could you have the heart to do this to me?"
Shen Xingyun knew Feng Pansheng had a sinister and twisted personality and extreme actions, but he was the most capable of the other princes, and he was confident he could help him achieve great things. But now Feng Pansheng could even kill a three-year-old child. Even if he had the ability to conquer the world and expand the territory, could he truly protect the people?
Shen Xingyun wanted to follow a wise ruler to create a peaceful and prosperous era and leave his name in history, rather than serve a tyrant and be despised by the people.
Feng Pansheng glanced at Shen Xingyun sharply, and pushed him away with a palm, with cold murderous intent in his palm.
Shen Xingyun seemed to be stared at by a poisonous snake, his hair stood on end, and he froze in place, unable to move.
At this moment, Bai Zhu quietly stepped forward and bowed, wanting to take Zhuo Zhuo's pulse. Seeing that Feng Pansheng showed no sign of letting go, Bai Zhu simply took hold of Zhuo Zhuo's wrist. After a moment, he said, "Master, the young lady is young and frail. The wind has caused a cold to enter her system. She may experience chills, headaches, and fever in the near future."
After hearing this, Shen Xingyun finally broke free from the suffocating feeling of near death. He looked at Zhuo Zhuo and found that she was breathing heavily, her little face was abnormally red, and her lips were pale, as if she was seriously ill. Shen Xingyun looked a little dazed. Did he lose a memory? Otherwise, how could this child become like this in the blink of an eye?
Feng Pansheng asked, "She was fine just now." She struggled in his hands like a calf, with such strength that most people could not hold her.
Bai Zhu explained: "Children love to play and sometimes don't even notice when they are injured or sick. They will keep playing energetically until their bodies can no longer bear it."
Because it was difficult to decoct the medicine in the wilderness, Bai Zhu first fed Zhuo Zhuo half a pill and then gave her an acupuncture. Zhuo Zhuo was dizzy and half-opened her eyes. She couldn't see who was beside her and whimpered, "Daddy, Daddy..."
This was the second time they stopped, and Feng Pansheng simply asked everyone to rest and eat on the spot. He leaned against a big tree that two people could hug together, and heard Zhuo Zhuo groaning. He looked over and found that she was unwilling to cooperate with Bai Zhu's acupuncture, and she was trying to dodge with her hands in a half-conscious state.
Bai Zhu had many ways to calm people down, but he didn't dare use them on Zhuo Zhuo. In the end, Shen Xingyun sat on the ground and let Zhuo Zhuo sit on his legs and hold him in his arms before he finished inserting the needle.
The illness came like a mountain falling, and Zhuozhuo really couldn't bear it anymore. She fell asleep in Shen Xingyun's arms, looking obedient and close to him.
Feng Pansheng withdrew his gaze and stopped looking.
No one expected that the child would be so fragile, and they encountered many dangers on their way back to Beijing. It was difficult to bring Zhuozhuo back safely, not to mention that she was sick, but Feng Pansheng did not ask Zhuozhuo to leave with them.
The two people present who could offer advice to Feng Pansheng were Gu Yuan, a cold-faced demon who only followed orders and showed indifference to the world around him. Shen Xingyun, holding Zhuo Zhuo, was lost in thought, his thoughts unclear. Fortunately, Shen Xingyun had remembered to wrap Zhuo Zhuo up tightly before mounting his horse and hurrying off.
The group set off in silence. Before the horses had even warmed up, a faint groaning sound was heard, breaking the bloody and solemn atmosphere of this evil team.
Shen Xingyun wanted to report to Feng Pansheng and then stop to check on Zhuozhuo, but he found that Zhuozhuo was not only whimpering, but also crying for daddy. Zhuozhuo not only called for daddy, but also struggled to stretch out her arms to Feng Pansheng, tears in her eyes, begging for a hug.
Shen Xingyun was worried that Feng Pansheng would get bored, but Feng Pansheng stared at Zhuozhuo, then took the little guy with a half-smile and said coldly, "Little thing, what do you want to do? Why don't you let Shen Xingyun hold you?"
Zhuozhuo didn't understand the meaning behind Feng Pansheng's words. With hazy eyes, he said, "Daddy, it's hot."
Feng Pansheng didn't rescue Zhuozhuo from the layers of clothes. Instead, he gloated over her misfortune and said with a smile, "What can we do about the heat? Who made you sick?"
Zhuozhuo said again: "I'm thirsty, drink water, drink water."
"Hold it."
Zhuozhuo couldn't bear it any longer, so she slowly opened her mouth and cried out. She was thirsty, uncomfortable, and her mouth was dry. Her cry was heartbreaking, and soon her voice became hoarse, sounding very miserable.
But Feng Pansheng only watched coldly, murderous intent in his eyes, a cold, mocking smile on his lips. Shen Xingyun anxiously rode beside him. Catching a glimpse of Feng Pansheng's expression, his heart sank to the bottom. He dared not utter a single word, fearing that Feng Pansheng, lost in his memories, would go mad and crush Zhuozhuo to death.
Zhuozhuo cried until he ran out of strength, and his voice gradually became smaller, but every cry seemed to be made with the burning life, which could make even a heart of stone feel compassion. Even the fierce horses under the crotch of the crowd, which had fought on the battlefield, became anxious and almost broke up.
The crying stopped.
Shen Xingyun didn't care about anything else, "Prince!"
The next second, Shen Xingyun saw the little girl weakly stretch out her hand and hug Feng Pansheng's arm. Her little head seemed to be unable to support itself and suddenly drooped down, her forehead hitting Feng Pansheng's wrist with a "bang" sound, and the pain made her shed two more tears.
Tears fell on Feng Pansheng's skin, and the scorching temperature seemed to burn Shen Xingyun's heart. A force surged to his limbs and bones. He immediately made a move to snatch Zhuozhuo away, and saw the little girl biting the back of Feng Pansheng's hand with a howl.
The back of the hand was difficult to bite, and the bite left only a pool of saliva. But Zhuozhuo refused to give up. Like an enraged little animal, she growled fiercely and clung to Feng Pansheng's arm, gnawing at it without any method, her little head nibbling at it, finally grabbing a piece of flesh and biting it hard.
9972 cheered Zhuozhuo on, [Hurry harder, baby, bite him to death! What a petty, mean man!]
Zhuozhuo grunted and exerted force, then was pinched by the back of the neck. She shrank her shoulders and widened her eyes, unconsciously loosening her mouth. Feng Pansheng lifted her up with his other hand. She bared her teeth and made a face, "Bad daddy, stinky daddy."
The ferocious little look was completely different from the pitiful little boy who was dying just now. Shen Xingyun was stunned. How could a child be like this!
Feng Pansheng squeezed his legs against the horse's belly, and the running black horse stopped. The others also stopped and stole glances at the little girl who was making a fuss in front of Feng Pansheng.
Even after being bitten, Feng Pansheng didn't get angry. Instead, he seemed to be in a good mood. He pinched his scorching chin and sneered, "Little dog."
Zhuozhuo looked confused and surprised, saying, "So you are a big dog?"
Feng Pansheng was disgusted and said reluctantly, "You'd better be a little tiger cub."
Zhuozhuo thought Feng Pansheng was playing a joke on her and started to giggle, "Daddy is a big shot, ahhh~"
"Little fool."
Zhuozhuo immediately said, "Daddy is a big fool."
Feng Pansheng pinched Zhuozhuo's mouth to prevent her from speaking, and nonchalantly ordered the guards to boil water. He then carried Zhuozhuo to the stream, untied the clothes that Shen Xingyun had wrapped around her, and wiped her face with a wet handkerchief. After wiping, he showed her the handkerchief and said, "It's very dirty."
Zhuozhuo also stretched out his little hands to play with the water, and said in a baby voice, "Just wash it and it will be clean."
"Hehe." Feng Pansheng directly grabbed Zhuozhuo's arm and pressed it behind her back. Seeing that she was twisting like a caterpillar and couldn't break free, he laughed softly.
After wiping her face, Feng Pansheng cleaned Zhuozhuo's dirty little hands and asked Bai Zhu to feel her pulse again. Fortunately, Zhuozhuo's crying hadn't made her condition worse, and she hadn't developed a fever. After she finished drinking the hot water, they were back on their way.
In less than an hour, they stopped three times. Feng Pansheng should have urged everyone to speed up, but he simply ignored the reins and let the black horse saunter at a leisurely pace. At this rate, it would take forever to reach the capital.
Zhuozhuo sat sideways on the horse's back, Feng Pansheng put one arm behind her as a backrest, and used the other hand to hold up a coat on her head, which could block the sun and wind without making her too stuffy.
Zhuozhuo was ill after all, so even if he was energetic, it was only in fits and starts. He fell asleep not long after getting on the horse, and only because Feng Pansheng held him up did he not fall off. To others, this seemed to show that he was caring for Zhuozhuo.
Chen Xingyun was surprised, not knowing why Feng Pansheng's attitude changed so quickly. He tentatively said, "Fourth Young Master, riding a horse is too bumpy. Should I ask someone to find a carriage?"
Feng Pansheng nodded and pondered for a moment, "Call Qiuyu Qiufeng over."
Qiuyu Qiufeng is a female secret guard. Shen Xingyun understood immediately that Feng Pansheng was preparing to separate from Zhuozhuo. As for why he suddenly treated Zhuozhuo well, maybe he was happy to get rid of the burden?
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