It's still cold.
The weather in spring is hot and cold, but this room is very warm.
Probably because there is a patient here.
Yan Huajin was casually talking about his experiences, but when he heard the breathing sound, he hid behind the little fat boy.
He was so big that it looked very funny hiding behind the little fat kid.
But the fat boy didn't notice it and patted Yan Huajin's back to comfort him.
This attracted the angry glares of Xie Ruyi and others.
"Water──" the person lying on the bed gasped.
Upon hearing the voice, Yue Tangning's pupils suddenly shrank.
How could that be!
The little fat boy picked up the kettle, poured a cup of tea, and fed the old man water without caring about the smell of blood.
He was very familiar with these actions because he took care of Jiayi in the same way when he was in Changnan.
Xie Ruyi's eyes were full of stars, and she felt that the baby was too sensible.
No one else dared to stop the little prince's actions.
The fat boy fed the man water while tightening his blanket and said, "Drink slowly!"
The little fat boy couldn't explain why he did this, but his intuition told him that this person was worth it.
Following a burst of rapid coughing, the seriously injured old man slowly opened his eyes.
When he saw the little fat boy sitting in front of his bed, his cloudy eyes sparkled with brilliance, "Your Majesty!"
The skinny hand tightly gripped the fat boy's arm, causing him pain.
But the fat baby who was afraid of pain did not pry his hands open
Xie Ruyi nervously tried to wave it away, but was stopped by the little fat boy.
"I am Your Majesty." In the whole world, only this child can say this.
"Help—save the people—" The old man suddenly vomited blood from his throat, then loosened his skinny fingers and tried to take something out of his arms.
The little fat boy showed worry on his chubby face. "Don't worry."
The old man looked at him and tried to pull up the corners of his mouth to reveal a smile. "No—"
Maybe he couldn’t get it no matter how hard he tried, so the old man took the little fat boy’s hand and asked him to take it.
The little fat boy wanted to cry for some reason, but he suppressed his emotions and groped in the old man's arms.
Feeling a dampness at his fingertips, the little fat boy grabbed the strip of cloth and began to pull it. Under the old man's gratified gaze, he successfully took out the bloodstained white cloth.
There were a few sobs coming from the side. Xie Ruyi looked to the side and saw Yue Tangning, who was always calm and sensible, suddenly covering her mouth and shedding tears.
Before she could figure out what was going on, the old man started talking again.
The gentle and powerful eyes fell on Yue Tangning and seemed very pleased. He opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but he really didn't have the strength.
I have something to say to His Highness.
The little fat boy pulled out the white cloth with great effort and said to the old man, "I don't understand. Wait for you to tell me."
"Your Majesty - save -" But he seemed to know the little fat boy's intention from beginning to end, and just looked at the little fat boy with eyes full of power and warmth.
The little fat boy nodded vigorously, "I know!"
Then a smile appeared on his old face, and the arm that was originally tightly holding the fat boy dropped down weakly.
Yue Tangning couldn't help but burst into tears when he saw this, "Old County Magistrate!"
The old man was the former magistrate of Jinghuai County. After the smallpox incident, His Majesty promoted him to the position of Chief Clerk of Quanzhou.
As an official appointed by the imperial court, how could he have fallen to this point?
There was no news at all from the capital.
The little fat boy's eyebrows and eyes were very similar to those of Emperor Mingxi. The old county magistrate probably just had obsession and thought that when he saw the little fat boy, he was the emperor.
There were bloodstains and writings on the white cloth. What was written on it?
Who would be so harsh on a small-time Quanzhou governor?
Yan Huajin opened his mouth. No wonder this man kept talking about His Majesty. He was afraid that he was in trouble.
Xie Ruyi faced the conspiracy head-on, feeling extremely chilled in the heart, as if a storm was about to come.
The little fat boy touched the old man's neck and found that his pulse was still beating, so he held back his tears and said, "Brother, who else knows that you saw a ghost outside the city?"
Facing the little prince who was softer than before, Yan Huajin subconsciously told him everything.
Hearing that only a few people knew about this, the little fat boy said, "Don't spread this matter anymore. I want to go back to the palace and tell my father."
The fat boy called out the secret guards again and told them to take off the jade pendant. "Let Dean Lin live in Prince Ping's mansion."
He looked at Shang Ling again, and Shang Ling's expression was shocked. "Top Scholar, come back with me."
The little fat boy made all the arrangements in an orderly manner, which left Xie Ruyi stunned.
1002 and the main system frame didn't fight anymore, and they just stared at the image of missing limbs.
"Did you teach you?" asked No. 0.
1002's head flickered out, "No!"
The two looked at each other and said in unison, "Memory!"
But even they were a little confused. Memories don't appear suddenly, but are gradually integrated as people grow older. The little fat boy only understood a lot and thought it was all a dream.
There was a cheerful atmosphere when we came, but everyone was distracted when we left.
Especially the steady Yue Tangning, who was even more shaky.
The little fat boy also had countless doubts in his mind. From the moment he stepped through the door, it was as if he had an intuition.
He poked the dimples on his hands all the way, not even caring about the smell of blood on his body.
The emperor was waiting outside the palace gate early in the morning.
A group of people stood densely around him, silent as a mouse, and the rusty smell brought by the war was floating in the air.
The little fat boy, who was originally very calm, suddenly pouts when he sees his father.
He threw himself into the arms of His Majesty and said, "Let's go!"
The emperor calmed down the turbulent emotions in his heart instantly.
"Don't be afraid, my son." The emperor stroked the little fat boy's back and kept comforting him.
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