Peaceful Farm Life

Chapter 622: Chapter 622 No more allowed_1

Xiao Changyi didn’t even acknowledge Gong Juechen and the others’ frolic, simply holding An Yiyun in one arm and leading An Jing into the inner chamber with the other.

Inside, here were Su Yi Jing, Su Yixing, and An Yiqing, the three brothers, lying on the bed under the watch of two nannies. As soon as Xiao Changyi entered the room, he asked the two nannies to leave.

”Husband, let me hold Yun Er.”

”Mm.”

But just when Xiao Changyi was about to hand An Yiyun to An Jing’s embrace, she suddenly had second thoughts, ”Better not, Yun Er’s body is so swollen, if I don’t hold him properly, I will surely hurt him. You better lay him on the bed.”

Xiao Changyi also knew that holding An Yiyun like this was uncomfortable for the child, so he really laid An Yiyun down on the bed.

An Jing watched her youngest son, his breathing faint, as her eyes slowly reddened.

Xiao Changyi displayed no emotion and said nothing; instead, he reached out to touch the wound on An Jing’s lower lip.

An Jing immediately drew his hand down, gripped it tightly in her own, and forced a smile, ”I’m fine, it’s just a small wound. It will heal in a few days. But you—look at the swelling... you look like a steamed bun.”

She had bitten her own lip unintentionally, and truly did not care about it, but as for him...

An Jing glanced at Xiao Changyi’s hand, and her eyes became even redder. This was her and his child; he truly cherished him.

Xiao Changyi said, ”You don’t need to feel sorry for me; even though I’m swollen, it doesn’t hurt at all.”

An Jing nodded with tears in her eyes, ”Mm.”

Xiao Changyi continued, ”Yun Er will be alright.”

Again, An Jing nodded, ”Mm.”

Xiao Changyi reached out again to touch the wound on An Jing’s lower lip, instructing, ”Don’t bite it anymore in the future.”

An Jing nodded once more, ”Mm.” She paused, ”Husband, tell me how Gong Juechen is treating Yun Er.”

Xiao Changyi replied, ”There’s nothing much to tell; you just need to know that Yun Er will be cured.”

An Jing’s eyes filled with tears again. Even if he did not tell her, she could imagine how heart-wrenching the treatment must have been. However, she did not ask further, obediently nodding instead, ”Mm.”

...

When An Yiyun, the little one, underwent his second medicinal bath and acupuncture, he seemed even closer to death’s door, which almost drove An Jing to the impulse of stopping Gong Juechen from further treating her son.

She was genuinely terrified that her son might die at the hands of Gong Juechen.

But, recalling that her youngest son could avoid the daily medication if he just got through this, An Jing gritted her teeth and did not interfere.

It wasn’t until after the seventh session of medicinal baths and acupuncture that An Jing finally breathed a small sigh of relief and relaxed a little.

Because this time, her youngest son was no longer gasping on the brink of death like before; instead, he was slowly improving.

It was also at the time of An Yiyun’s seventh acupuncture treatment that Wang Youbao and Li Wuyu finally arrived in the Imperial Capital.

Because of the dust from travel, not wanting to breach any courtesy, Wang Youbao didn’t rush to accompany Li Wuyu home to visit Prime Minister Li but planned to visit the next day instead.

This time Going to the Capital, Wang Youbao had prepared generous gifts. Even though Li Wuyu told him it wasn’t necessary to prepare so much, that a little would do and that her father didn’t buy into such practices, Wang Youbao still brought quite a lot.

Wang Youbao didn’t care whether Prime Minister Li was into such practices, he just wanted to do his part in showing his regard for his beloved Li Wuyu.

On the second day at the hour of si, Wang Youbao arrived at the door of Prime Minister’s residence and, with utmost courtesy, presented his calling card to the doorkeeper.