Doctor Zhao was heartbroken by his crying and couldn't help feeling sad.
The child in her arms was like a lonely, frightened, and helpless fledgling.
Doctor Zhao had seen how majestic he was, and his shout stopped the guards in their tracks.
Logically, he should be indifferent to this young prince.
But he can't.
His eloquent mouth suddenly became silent and he could only comfort him clumsily.
The little fat boy only cried for a short while.
He always remembered why he came.
"Come back with me." The fat baby looked at Doctor Zhao stubbornly and persistently.
Very domineering.
Doctor Zhao readily agreed: "Okay! Let's go~"
The little fat boy smiled, with tears in his eyes, and his smile was pure and beautiful.
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The Crown Prince was awake for two days.
He just sat on the bed, curled up in a ball.
Yan Jiyuan didn't want to talk.
He already knew what the little fat boy had done for him.
The few words passed down from other people's mouths weighed heavily on the Crown Prince's heart.
He hated the trouble he had caused the fat boy, but was also afraid that he would wake up from such a dream.
No one stands with me at dusk, no one asks me if the porridge is warm.
Even his biological parents were afraid of him.
The Crown Prince had never felt such warmth.
He wished he could jump over decades of time and hold his child in his hands.
But he is still young and cannot hide his emotions well.
Doctor Zhao took his pulse and sighed, saying, "You must take good care of yourself. The young prince cares about you. There is no point in worrying too much. Just seize the day."
Yan Jiyuan was silent for a while before slowly nodding.
Unlike other people’s thoughts, in the little fat boy’s mind, what’s over is over.
As long as the wound was not caused by someone close to him, he would forget it as soon as he turned around.
The Dragon Boat Festival is approaching and the palace is busy. Everyone is weaving colorful ropes. The little fat kid who is playing in the mud with his butt sticking out likes them when he sees them.
Young children always love colors.
He was too embarrassed to say that he liked it because they were not the ones who controlled the palace now.
He just followed a group of laughing palace maids with his short legs, staring eagerly at the colorful threads on people's wrists.
The little fat boy has a great reputation.
He beat Emperor Xuande half to death but he was still fine and could run and jump in the palace.
Therefore, it was widely rumored in the palace that this person was probably as evil as the Crown Prince, which was why His Majesty did not dare to deal with him.
Several palace maids who were chatting and laughing stopped and looked at the legendary little demon with a green face and fangs.
His skin was porcelain white and clear, his face always with a healthy pink, radiating a pearly luster. The little demon looked at the wrists of several people with longing eyes, looking pitiful.
"Your Highness, would you like this?" one of the maids asked boldly.
Perhaps the little fat boy was too confusing, which made her dizzy and asked the question.
Just as she was regretting it, the little guy in front of her eyes suddenly lit up.
Perhaps because he knew that everyone was afraid of him, the little fat boy restrained his excited steps and nodded cautiously.
The palace maid who was talking to him felt pity in her heart, and she mustered up the courage to take off her colorful bracelet and threw it to the little fat boy.
The fat baby's eyes were curved with smiles, he was so happy that he picked up the colorful rope and ran away with a jump.
But after running a few steps, he suddenly turned back and threw a basket of nice words: "Thank you ~ Congratulations on your prosperity and good luck..."
He was so vivid that it was out of tune with the dark sky and the decaying palace.
The palace maids chuckled and couldn't help asking him, "What do you want this for?"
The little fat boy said without hesitation: "It's for my brother!"
"Your Highness, do you know the meaning of the five-colored thread?"
"I know! Exorcise evil spirits, Naji, and keep my brother away from bad guys."
The palace maids looked at each other, thinking that the biggest evil in the palace is you two brothers.
But looking at his bright little face, who could have the heart to burst that bubble?
The fat little boy said goodbye to everyone obediently and returned to the palace skipping and jumping.
It takes a hundred days to heal a broken bone.
The crown prince was pinned to the bed by his own son and has not been allowed to get down and walk to this day.
Every day he waited eagerly for the little fat boy to come back to see him after playing enough.
"Xiao Yuan, Xiao Yuan!"
People started shouting and yelling before they even set foot in the temple.
The Crown Prince immediately raised his head and responded with every word: "I'm here."
The little fat cub fluttered over like a butterfly, his eyes shining: "Look at the gift I brought you!"
The Crown Prince's eyes also lit up, and his two furry heads huddled together, sticking together like little animals.
They were muttering something that no one could understand, grinning from time to time.
Doctor Zhao stepped over the threshold with the medicine in his hand, then stepped back.
No one wants to break such a wonderful atmosphere.
He turned to look at the legendary demonic prince. At only four years old, his features were exceptionally handsome. Imperial Physician Zhao had once seen him from afar.
First I was shocked, then I was scared.
Because he doesn't act like a child.
The snow is cold and the jade is white, pure and like an immortal. How can a child have such an indifferent expression?
But now it is not like that. He seems to be alive and talks and plays like a real child.
It was like someone had woven a beautiful dream that made him sink into it.
"Xiao Yuan, if Wo leaves, will you feel bad?"
The young crown prince's eyes immediately turned red. He clenched the rope in his hand, almost gritting his teeth, and uttered a breathy sound from his mouth: "Hmm—"
Then he looked at the little fat boy with expectation, without saying a word to keep him, as if to say: We will definitely meet again, right?
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