Looking at the little cat's face that was so red that it was almost smoking, Zhou Huaiyan couldn't help but frown.

[Is the charcoal fire in the house too strong? ]

[Or maybe because the kitten was born in the north, he is more resistant to cold. Is the temperature in the house too high for him?]

He thought uncertainly.

Ah Fei was timid, so the boy didn't keep staring at him. But just when he was about to look away, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the sweet hawthorn soup sent back from the kitchen.

"Hmm..."

Thinking carefully, it seems that since the assassination, his uncle has never forced him to drink medicinal food again. Zhou Huaiyan supported his chin with one hand and remembered Hongdou's explanation about medicinal food: he said that he found a new doctor and was afraid of taking too much medicine, so he suddenly switched to food supplements.

——It was obvious that they were lying to him.

But why?

The boy couldn't think of a good explanation at the moment.

The reason why the medicated diet was stopped must be that my uncle felt that it was now harmful to him. Could it be that someone had tampered with the medicated diet?

This is the only answer Zhou Huaiyan can think of at the moment.

My uncle has been on a three-year tour of the north. Although the border seems to be pacified, the foreign tribes are still eyeing the Great Zhou covetously. The reason they are tolerant is because of the existence of the Duke of Wei. Three hundred thousand cavalrymen are stationed in the three northern continents. Even the emperor has been jealous for decades, not to mention the foreign kings.

Zhou Huaiyan had reason to believe that if the last assassination was really arranged by the foreign race, it would not be just a small fight. And once it succeeded, the foreign king Qu Pingye would immediately invade the south. By then, the entire Great Zhou would be in danger.

But it was obvious that the assassination was not committed by a foreigner.

Zhou Huaiyan didn't tell his uncle last time that maybe the assassins weren't targeting him, but himself. Because the assassins who broke into the carriage weren't surprised at all when they saw him, as if they knew it in advance.

But, who knew that the National Defense Association would come to pick up the Ninth Prince from the palace?

Naturally, they are the people around Duke Wei and the people in the palace.

But who knew that there was only the Ninth Prince in the carriage?

Of course he was the one who knew that the Emperor had temporarily transferred the Duke of Wei.

Zhou Huaiyan sighed.

If he guessed correctly, this fake father-son relationship in this life is really dangerous...

When he first learned that he was reincarnated as a prince, he knew that this day would come. The quarrels among princes was an inevitable disaster no matter which dynasty.

Seeing that his master had no intention of using him immediately, Ah Fei finally breathed a sigh of relief. He lowered his head and looked at his pajamas.

I don’t know if it was intentional, but when the new maid handed the clothes to Ah Fei, she specifically said: This is what Your Highness wore when you were fifteen years old.

Ah Fei thought of what the maid said at that time, and for some reason, his cheeks became hot. He lowered his head and couldn't help but touch the slightly long cuffs.

It turned out that even when the master was fifteen years old, he was taller than him.

The average height of men in the Zhou Dynasty was around 1.7 meters, so Zhou Huaiyan, who is now 1.8 meters tall, always stands out in the crowd.

Sometimes Zhou Huaiyan couldn't help but wonder if the emperor disliked him because he was too tall.

After all, the emperor was only about 1.75 meters tall when he put on his shoes.

Ah Fei didn't know that there were so many stories about his master's height. It was just that among the Zhou people, his master was one of the tallest people he had ever seen.

Foreigners naturally admire strong men, especially tall men who are the most popular in the tribe.

At this moment, the soft pajamas fit his skin, being permeated by his body temperature and breath. Probably a long time ago, this piece of clothing fits the owner's body in this way every night.

Ah Fei couldn't help but think about what the boy looked like in this pajamas, but he had never seen Zhou Huaiyan at the age of 14, so he couldn't imagine it at all. So he could only bury his face in his arms and take a deep breath.

Unfortunately, maybe because it hadn't been worn for a few years or because the servants had washed it too much, Ah Fei no longer smelled the same smell as the cloak. This discovery made him feel a little disappointed. But he still knelt quietly beside the bed and waited.

He looked at the maids busying about in the room and found that they were only arranging the bedding and clothes that their master would wear tomorrow, and they also brought a lot of soup pots to stuff into the quilt.

Apart from that, Ah Fei did not see any strange objects. Also, the master did not let him drink any strange medicine.

The kitten's nervousness finally eased a little.

"What are you thinking about so absentmindedly?"

A familiar voice came from above.

The young man waved his hand in front of his eyes. His slender fingers reflected the yellowish candlelight, showing a beautiful luster like warm jade.

[Thinking about how to serve...]

Ah Fei answered subconsciously in his mind, but the next second, he suddenly reacted, raised his head and saw Zhou Huaiyan's face.

“……!!!”

The kitten was stunned, its beautiful emerald eyes widened slightly, and it stared at him nervously.

But then, Ah Fei seemed to think that it was disrespectful to look directly at her master, so she quickly lowered her head again, and her attention fell on the boy's outstretched finger.

——Very long.

"......"

Seeing the little cat's face suddenly flushed with fever, Zhou Huaiyan touched his forehead with some worry.

"Do you have a fever?"

"......"

The kitten was startled and wanted to shake his head, but he didn't dare to avoid the boy's hand, so he could only freeze in place. His breathing was rapid, spreading on Zhou Huaiyan's wrist, spreading some warmth.

Fortunately, Zhou Huaiyan had become a doctor through his long experience in illness, so he could naturally distinguish the difference between a common fever and a fever caused by illness.

"It should be nothing, just take a rest."

As soon as she finished speaking, the maid waiting outside came forward and helped to open the bed curtain.

Zhou Huaiyan was afraid of cold, so every night the servants would put several hot water bottles in the mattress to warm the whole bed. They would take them out when the master went to bed, leaving only one small one to prevent the master from getting cold in the middle of the night.

"Take the small one too."

The young man suddenly spoke.

The maids were startled when they heard this, but without any objection, they quickly and swiftly carried all the women away.

But when he was leaving, he couldn't help but glance at Ah Fei who was kneeling on the ground.

It was not uncommon for princes, nobles, and even wealthy people to keep good-looking boys and girls at home. Although it was not considered elegant, many people still liked to show off and even compete with each other.

After all, in this era, pedophilia is something that only the upper class can have, and in a sense, it is also a manifestation of wealth and power. But they were surprised that the Ninth Prince would fall in love with a barbaric foreigner.

Ah Fei is now extremely thin, and her face has not yet opened. Only her pair of emerald eyes can be described as lively.

Zhou Huaiyan once carefully observed Ah Fei's eyes. Looking closely, he found that her eyes were short and round, with the tails slightly raised. Her eyelashes were not long but very thick. At first glance, it looked like she had extremely black eyeliner.

Under the light, the emerald green pupils looked like a piece of top-quality glass jade, shimmering with bright light, pure and stunning.

——It looks exactly like Cuicui’s almond-shaped cat eyes

But in fact, in the eyes of most Zhou people, Ah Fei's current appearance does not meet the standard of a beautiful boy at all.

Xiao Mao naturally knew this. Although his eye color was rare, it was not noticeable among the foreigners. He was even classified as the lowest servant because of his curly hair.

The moment the two parties passed each other, Ah Fei noticed the look in the maid's eyes, although they did not say anything in front of Zhou Huaiyan.

But he had seen too many looks of contempt and disgust.

The fantasy and secret joy just now were like bubbles, completely shattered at this moment.

He lowered his head in embarrassment and suddenly wanted to hide himself.

Maybe the owner just saw his special appearance and was in a good mood to try him. After tonight, he will throw him back into the iron cage tomorrow.

Ah Fei couldn't help but touch his dry body. It couldn't even be smooth, and there were even many scars. He himself felt that it was extremely ugly.

But he was still thinking about getting his master's love. With such an ugly body, how could he dare to think about it?

Ah Fei's hands clenched tighter and tighter, and her throat felt like it was blocked by something, making it stuffy and astringent.

until--

"Why aren't you coming up yet?"

“…Huh?”

Ah Fei raised his head subconsciously, but before he could react, the boy's hand passed through his armpit.

The next second, the body was in the air.

He was really like a cat, being carried to the bed by his owner.

On the bed...

Ah Fei: “......?!!”