Chapter 440 The Prince Recovers His Hearing

People in this era attached great importance to having offspring, not to mention that Zong Zhao was a general. Luo Jingfeng, who had the same status, already had more than ten children at his age.

Zong Zhao has been back home for eight months, and she has been silent for such a long time. Although her parents-in-law have not urged her, they must be anxious.

Xu Wan was actually unsure in her heart. Although she knew that Zong Zhao might understand her, what if? What if he felt that she didn't put him first?

After all, Jincheng is not his biological child.

"good."

Faced with his wife's gentle and gradual persuasion, Zong Zhao felt his heart melt. He kissed her forehead again and said, "Wait until the Jincheng Palace Examination is over."

Xu Wan's eyebrows curved, and she couldn't help but say: "Zong Zhao, you are such a nice person, especially good at communicating."

Zong Zhao pecked her lips again: "I want a reward."

Xu Wan's smile disappeared in a second. She pinched both of his cheeks and pretended to be angry and said, "You keep asking for more. There's no reward."

Zong Zhao's face was deformed by her pinch, but the smile in his eyes became more and more intense.

The two of them quarreled for a while before continuing to eat.

Cui Liu walked into the room trembling with fear, carrying the contraceptive soup. She was so nervous that she dared not even breathe, for fear that she would see her two masters arguing when she entered.

A quarrel between the master and the master is a small matter; tripling the wages is a big matter.

At this moment, Cuiliu has begun to miss the time when Cuizhi was still around. At least she still had her sisters to support her and give her advice.

As a result, before she saw anyone, she heard Xu Wan's laughter.

Cui Liu was stunned for a moment, thinking: Has the Madam not told the general yet? If I bring it in now, wouldn't that be exciting?

Cui Liu hesitated and even began to think about withdrawing to give her wife some time to communicate, so as to avoid being chased out with the soup by the general.

Before she turned around and ran, Xu Wan saw her and said loudly, "Cui Liu, is the medicine ready? Bring it in."

Cui Liu: “!”

Coming, coming, the storm is coming.

In which position should she administer the medicine later?

Shouldn't she be faster? Otherwise, what if the general gets angry and throws the soup on her?

Cui Liu's heart was beating fast, and then she heard Zong Zhao ask, "Contraceptive soup?"

The drums were beating so loudly that it shook the heavens. Cui Liu put the plate on the small table, said quickly, "I'm leaving," and ran away without looking back.

Xu Wan held the black soup and replied with a smile, "It's contraceptive soup. Cui Liu probably thought you were going to be angry, so she ran away so fast."

Zong Zhao frowned, indeed somewhat unhappy. He reflected, "I will be more careful in the future and not let you drink contraceptive soup anymore. It's not good for your health."

Xu Wan smiled with her eyes crooked: "How thoughtful! Then General Lao will study how to take contraceptive measures?"

"Yeah." Zong Zhao waited for her to finish drinking and gave her some candied honey to ease the bitterness.

Xu Wan commented: "It's sweet."

The matter of the contraceptive soup just passed by so lightly.

Cui Liu waited for several days but the general never got angry, so she finally let go of her worry. Fortunately, the triple salary was saved. In her heart, she silently wished the general and his wife a sweet life every day.

The ninth day of the first lunar month.

The day for giving the prince acupuncture had arrived again. The little devil had not seen the prince for a long time and insisted on coming along, so Xu Wan brought him along as well.

But this day was different.

Because after Zong Zhao gave the prince acupuncture alone, the prince recovered his hearing, and he didn't intend to tell anyone except Xu Wan about this news.

"Your Highness, I am Zong Zhao, and I am back."

The prince lying on the bed did not respond at all, just like he was in a coma as usual, with no reaction in his limbs or facial features.

But he heard it.

It’s like a person who has been walking in the fog for a long time, and suddenly hears the call from the outside world, pulling him from the void into reality.

The prince heard Zong Zhao's voice clearly.

Although compared with the teenager, the voice was much more mature and stable, but the voice was Zong Zhao's. He was indeed still alive and came back safely.

And I...am not dead?

The prince remembered that the imperial physician had clearly said that was the day he would die, so how could he still be alive?

Is this hell or the human world?

Zong Zhao lowered his head and told him about recent events: "You have been in a coma for eight months. During this period, Luo Jingfeng and Jincheng have already recognized each other. But don't worry, Jincheng has been taught very well. Luo Jingfeng even gave up advocating the abdication of the crown prince because of him."

The prince was very pleased to hear these words.

Jin Cheng was indeed raised very well, and that was all that mattered. As long as he was not influenced by the Luo brothers, he would be the hope for the future of Da Chu.

Zong Zhao continued, "But Your Highness, you trusted the wrong person, and I trusted the wrong person, too. We both paid a painful price for it. But I will not just accept my fate. I will take you, and everyone else, to the only and most correct path."

The prince's heart skipped a beat.

He didn't understand what Zong Zhao said. Who did he trust wrongly? Who did Zong Zhao trust wrongly?

His tragic price was that he almost died. What was Zong Zhao's tragic price? Was it the ten years he was missing?

Zong Zhao did not tell him any more details, only saying, "Jin Cheng also wanted to come and see you, but I did not tell him that you could hear him. Your Highness, please listen to him. Children have a bad habit of being noisy, but I think you may need him right now."

The prince thought: That’s true.

He had been lying there for so long and it was really boring. Jincheng was a funny kid and always made him happy.

Not long after, Zong Jincheng came running in whimpering, puffed his feet and sat beside him howling, "Your Highness! I finally get to see you, I missed you so much, I wanted to come before, but dad always said I would delay your recuperation! How could that be? I'm so cute, Your Highness likes me so much, maybe once I come, Your Highness will be in a good mood and immediately jump up and down?"

The prince wanted to laugh when he heard this.

This kid really hasn't changed at all. Just a few words can make him happy. It's a pity that his body can't give this child any response.

Seeing that no one was in the room, the little devil quietly put his hand under the quilt, grabbed the prince's hand and said, "Huh? Your Highness's hands are warmer than before? Before, not to mention winter, even in summer, your Highness's hands were cold, even if you held the heater. But now they are warm."

The prince only recovered his hearing, and his body could not feel what he was doing, but when he heard these words, he understood that the little guy was touching his hand.

Zong Jincheng was still muttering, "Dad is still the best. Hehe, he has cured your cold hands. I'm sure he can help you regain consciousness and become healthy and plump again in the future!"

The prince listened to him and caught the message in his words.

It turned out that it was Zong Zhao who saved him.

Did Zong Zhao rush back on that day?

He remembered that the sixteen-year-old Zong Zhao knew no medical skills, and he didn't expect that he could save himself from the brink of death as soon as he came back. He really didn't know what kind of adventures he had had outside in the past few years.