The Little Prince had completely given up on trying to wake Luo Yunji.
As soon as Zhang Xiaofan walked in, he saw the mess in the room. He understood what had happened, smiled at the Little Prince, and nodded in greeting.
He didn't treat the Little Prince like some grand personage, only like an ordinary person. He had come from a village and still didn't know how to deal with high officials and nobles.
When Zhang Xiaofan approached the bed, the Little Fatty, who had been impossible to wake no matter how much anyone called him, suddenly sat bolt upright like a corpse coming back to life. The Little Prince and several servants, who had no idea what was going on, all jumped in fright.
Then they saw that Luo Yunji hadn't even opened his eyes. He had only opened his mouth.
Zhang Xiaofan expertly sat down beside the bed, scooped up a spoonful of porridge from the bowl, waited for it to cool a little, and fed it to the Little Fatty.
After one spoonful of porridge, the Little Fatty miraculously woke up. He squinted at Zhang Xiaofan and smiled, then took the bowl and ate by himself while Zhang Xiaofan got out the things he needed to wash up and his clothes.
The Little Prince stared, dumbfounded.
What the hell! Zhang Xiaofan treated him more like a Little Prince than the actual Little Prince himself! Even his royal uncle, the emperor, probably hadn't enjoyed this kind of treatment!
After seeing how Zhang Xiaofan looked after Luo Yunji, the Little Prince felt that he ought to make a serious self-examination. Suddenly, he felt he wasn't much of a Little Prince at all!
Zhang Xiaofan led Luo Yunji downstairs after he had washed up, followed by the Little Prince and