Yan Ling felt somewhat embarrassed by being compared to the Prince of Jin.
However, the Prince of Jin retorted, "This is nothing!"
The curlier ones are at the end.
Prince of Jin quickly brought Sister Yuan over, and the three masters of the Tang Family — Tang Mingfan, Tang Baixin wife—also came.
To Yan Ling's surprise, the person holding the child was actually Tang Baixin?
Tang Zhuyun examined her niece and said, "It's nothing serious, just a cold."
To be precise, it's just a low-grade fever.
However, the family was so worried about Sister Yuan that the whole family couldn't sleep.
Sister Yuan was awake, her big eyes looking around at everyone. When she saw Prince of Jin, she reached out to grab the golden dragon on his outer robe.
When the Prince of Jin tried to hug her, she changed her mind and snuggled into Tang Baixin, secretly watching the Prince of Jin and smiling—a smile so adorable it melted everyone's heart.
Even the cold and aloof Prince of Jin couldn't help but smile gently.
Meng Yulan said apologetically, "I think it should be fine. It's the middle of the night, I'm sorry to have disturbed Your Highness and A-Yun."
She was quite composed, but with two men in the house, she couldn't keep up with the commotion.
Seeing that Yan Ling wife were also there, Meng Yulan, unwilling for her husband to be looked down upon, was about to take her daughter in.
Unexpectedly, Sister Yuan refused.
--With Father here, no one can take her away.
After staying there for a while, the Prince of Jin sent them back.
Yan Ling couldn't help but think to himself, "She's just a little girl, isn't she?"
The way the whole family was arranged made it seem like they were the only root of the family.
Unable to speak with anyone else, he went to see Madam Yan.
But Madam Yan didn't even look at him.
Yan Ling meant he had to keep his words to himself.
Tang Zhuyun had been bending over the whole time, and her back ached from the strain.
After the Tang Family left, she still had to pack up her medicine box and needles.
She was packing her things when the Prince of Jin returned.
He stepped forward and said, "I'll take care of it. I've had someone cook you some porridge; go have a bowl so you don't feel unwell."
I feel nauseous if I don't eat when I stay up late.
After he finished speaking, he called out, and a maidservant quickly brought in the porridge.
Seeing that there were only two bowls, Tang Zhuyun asked someone to bring two more.
Prince of Jin: "Don't worry about others, just take care of yourself first."
He was too embarrassed to say it directly, "I'm supposed to save lives, but I also have to provide meals?"
He's been standing there like a wooden post Yan Ling so long, not even bothering to go up and help take care of his daughter. Does he think he's some kind of gatekeeper?
Although it was in a prince's residence, he was still a high-ranking official of the court. Could he really be refused when he went out and ordered a maid to cook a pot of porridge?
He Yan Ling cherish his own wife; if he doesn't, then he can just quit.
Two bowls of porridge, one sweet and one savory, were prepared for Tang Zhuyun.
--Drink whichever bowl you like.
Tang Zhuyun: "..."
Soon, the maid brought two more bowls of porridge, and Tang Zhuyun Yan Ling and his wife to have some porridge together.
Madam Yan sat on the edge of the bed, gazing intently at her sleeping daughter, and shook her head in polite refusal.
Tang Zhuyun advised her, "Niuniu's illness won't get better in a day or two. You have to hang in there. Come and have some porridge, and you can eat a proper meal when it's light."
Madam Yan then came over.
Yan Ling: "I don't need it, I won't drink it."
He likes to eat dry food, or watery food, because it doesn't fill him up.
Prince of Jin: May I ask, who invited you?
Madam Yan, however, couldn't bear to part with her husband—she had already beaten and scolded him, but she couldn't let him get ruined; she was counting on this pillar of the family.
She brought over a bowl of porridge and said irritably, "Drink it, it'll poison you!"
Tang Zhuyun admired her; she could still manage a man's stomach even while arguing, something she couldn't do.
Yan Ling took the porridge, ate it in a few mouthfuls, and handed the bowl to Madam Yan: "Is this alright?"
Madam Yan then went back to drink her porridge.
Yan Ling couldn't help but scrutinize the Prince of Jin.
"This is sweet, this is salty, you choose first," Prince of Jin said to Tang Zhuyun.
Madam Yan's eyes showed a hint of admiration, but it was fleeting as she quickly lowered her head to drink her porridge.
Yan Ling: Who cares if it's sweet or salty, just drink it! What a fuss over nothing.
Tang Zhuyun: "Anything is fine."
Considering the Prince of Jin's taste, she chose a sweet bowl.
Only then did the Prince of Jin pick up another bowl.
Tang Zhuyun was originally able to enjoy both salty and sweet flavors, but for some reason today, she found the sweet porridge too cloying after just one sip.
I want to try yours.
The Prince of Jin naturally placed the bowl in front of her.
Tang Zhuyun took a sip from his hand and nodded, "This is delicious."
The Prince of Jin then exchanged drinks with her, and fearing she wouldn't have enough, he had salty porridge sent over.
Yan Ling enough to make someone bald from looking at them.
This new "mother" is really hard to please!
After finishing his porridge, Prince of Jin asked Tang Zhuyun, "Do you still need to stay here and watch over things?"
After thinking for a moment, Tang Zhuyun said, "Let's go back first. Madam Yan, you and Lord Yan should also rest for a while. If you need anything, have the maid call me."
Madam Yan nodded, but said to Yan Ling, "Master, you should go back now. It's time to go to court."
A man's important business outside the home should not be neglected.
Now she has found her anchor and is less panicked.
Yan Ling glanced at the Prince of Jin, who was draping a crane-feather cloak over Tang Zhuyun, and, for some inexplicable reason, muttered, "I'm asking for a day's leave to stay here and watch over Niuniu."
Madam Yan, ever outspoken, said, "This is the Prince's residence; it's inconvenient for you to be here."
Let's go, let's go.
Yan Ling: "..."
He thought for a moment and finally found a reason, "How can I go to court with this face?"
Madam Yan remained silent.
The Prince of Jin then said to Tang Zhuyun, "The snow is thick outside, go next door and change your boots."
Tang Zhuyun was only wearing a pair of soft-soled embroidered shoes.
"No need, it's just a few steps back, I'm too lazy to bother."
Prince of Jin led Tang Zhuyun outside.
Yan Ling surprisingly felt a little regretful.
He also wanted to see if the Prince of Jin would be willing to change Tang Zhuyun's shoes!
How can this man be so domineering outside but so cowardly at home?
He himself is the type of person who listens to everyone, both at home and outside!
The snow on the ground was deep, and since no one had stepped on it, it shouldn't have been that slippery.
However, Tang Zhuyun still slipped and almost fell.
The Prince of Jin knelt down in front of her. "Come, I'll carry you back."
Tang Zhuyun laughed and said, "I'm not Xiu'er. By the way, remember to clear the snow in front of Xiu'er's door later; she gets up early."
The maidservant following behind quickly agreed.
The Prince of Jin, however, insisted on carrying her back, saying, "Sleep for a while, get some rest."
As for himself, he would have to go to court soon.
"Your Highness," Tang Zhuyun said worriedly, "Saving someone is one thing, but there's no need to Yan Ling leniency to Yan Ling's men because of it. What if he weren't one of us..."
"I know," the Prince of Jin laughed. "So prone to worrying, go to sleep."
Tang Zhuyun stuck out her tongue. "Actually, I'm having trouble sleeping myself. Why don't you take a day off too? We're leaving soon anyway, why should we have to put up with anyone else's attitude?"
The Prince of Jin did not answer, but began to loosen his belt.
Tang Zhuyun: "Huh?"
The Prince of Jin quickly took off his clothes, slipped into bed, and pulled her into his arms. "I didn't want to go in the first place. Since you can't bear to part with me, then I won't go."
Tang Zhuyun: "You're being too polite!"
"I won't stand on ceremony with you." Prince of Jin pressed his hot body against her back and gently patted her. "Go to sleep."