Chapter 37: Father, You Can’t Be Disobedient!

Feng Xiaohan ate the sweet and juicy tangerine, and his mood improved significantly.

“Father, don’t let your hands stay outside; you might catch a chill,” Yu Yu said as she pushed her father’s hand back under the covers.

Feng Xiaohan obediently tucked his hands under the blanket.

“I want to drink water.” The sickly Feng Xiaohan looked wearily at his daughter.

Yu Yu immediately went to pour water for her father.

“Father, drink some water.” She held the cup to his lips.

Feng Xiaohan took a couple of sips.

Yan Chuan’s expression was a bit complicated; this version of the prince was unfamiliar to him.

But it was also very lively.

“Your Highness, the medicine is ready.” Wenshu entered with the prepared medicine.

Feng Xiaohan smelled the bitterness of the medicine and lay down, wrapping himself in the blanket.

“It’s just a cold; it will pass quickly. No need for medicine.”

The three subordinates exchanged glances: Look, the prince has been spoiled by the little princess. He used to take his medicine without complaint; now he’s dragging his feet.

“Father, when you’re sick, you need to take your medicine,” Yu Yu began to advise her sickly and slightly willful father earnestly.

“I won’t drink it.” Feng Xiaohan continued to refuse.

Yu Yu reached out to pull at her father’s blanket.

“You have to drink it! Father, you can’t be disobedient!”

Feng Xiaohan held the blanket tightly, determined to resist.

“Father!” Yu Yu placed her hands on her hips, giving him a warning look.

Feng Xiaohan flinched at her call.

“What is it?” he replied dryly.

“If you don’t drink your medicine, Yu Yu will run away from home.” Yu Yu threatened.

Run away from home? Feng Xiaohan slowly sat up and reached out.

“Medicine.”

Wenshu hurriedly handed the medicine over.

Feng Xiaohan downed it in one gulp.

“Father, have some candy.” Yu Yu peeled a piece of candy for him.

“After eating candy, it won’t be bitter anymore.”

Feng Xiaohan held the candy in his mouth and lay back down, while Yu Yu reached out to cover him with the blanket.

“Are you going to work today?” Feng Xiaohan asked wearily.

“I’m not going; I want to stay with Father.” Yu Yu shook her head, wanting to take care of her sick father.

Feng Xiaohan felt a surge of happiness at hearing that his daughter wanted to stay with him.

It felt as if the cold was already fading.

Not long after taking the medicine, Feng Xiaohan fell asleep.

Yu Yu obediently waited by the bedside for her father to wake up.

Qing’an, worried that the little princess might be uncomfortable sitting, picked her up and sat her in his lap.

Yu Yu, feeling a bit drowsy, settled comfortably in Qing’an’s embrace.

Qing’an gently patted Yu Yu, and she soon succumbed to sleep, her eyelids growing heavy.

After a nap, Feng Xiaohan woke up feeling refreshed as his fever had subsided.

“How do you feel, Your Highness?” Qing’an asked softly.

“Much better.” Feng Xiaohan sat up against the bed’s edge, feeling sweaty and slightly uncomfortable.

“Father.” Yu Yu groggily opened her eyes to look at her father.

“Do you still feel unwell?”

“Unwell.” Feng Xiaohan nodded without hesitation.

Qing’an: Just now, when I asked you, you didn’t answer like that.

“Then Father should lie down and rest,” Yu Yu urged her father to lie down again.

“I want to bathe.”

Qing’an set Yu Yu down and pushed Feng Xiaohan to the bathing area.

Yan Chuan entered with food, watching as the little princess climbed up on a stool to pour herself some water.

He reached out to grab the collar of Yu Yu’s clothes to prevent her from falling.

Yu Yu turned her head and exclaimed, “Oh, it’s Brother Yan Chuan!”

“Little princess, if you want to drink water, just call for me to pour it for you. What if you fall?”

“I won’t fall! Yu Yu has climbed many times already.” Yu Yu softly protested.

Yan Chuan: The little princess is getting proud now.

“Little princess, you shouldn’t climb that high without an adult around.” Yan Chuan, having some experience with children, knelt down to patiently watch Yu Yu.

Humph. With me, Qing’an, Yunming, and Wenshu, we’re the so-called child-rearing team.

“What if you fall and hit your head? That could be serious.” Yan Chuan warned her.

Yu Yu touched her little head, feeling a bit scared.

“Yu Yu won’t climb anymore.” Yu Yu obediently agreed.

“The little princess is really good.”

After Feng Xiaohan finished his bath, he started to eat.

Yu Yu attentively took care of her father.

Feng Xiaohan enjoyed the care from his daughter.

“Father, stretch out your hand; Yu Yu will wipe your hands for you.” Yu Yu held a handkerchief, ready to clean her father’s hands.

Feng Xiaohan obediently extended his hand under the blanket.

Yu Yu carefully wiped her father’s palms clean.

“Father’s hands are so big!” Yu Yu compared her little hand with her father’s.

Feng Xiaohan’s hands were long and rough, covered in calluses.

He didn’t speak but gently patted his daughter’s little head.

Then he lay back down on the bed while Yu Yu kicked off her shoes and climbed up, busy covering her father with the blanket.

She also covered herself with a blanket, resting her head on a small pillow to sleep.

Feng Xiaohan lightly patted his daughter to soothe her to sleep.

Yu Yu quickly drifted off, and as Feng Xiaohan looked at his sleeping daughter, he reached out to touch her chubby little face.

“Lazy little piglet.”

After a while, he lifted the blanket and sat up in his wheelchair, turning the wheels to move outside.

At the door, Qing’an approached to push the wheelchair.

“Yan Chuan, go keep an eye on the little princess.” Feng Xiaohan instructed.

“Yes.”

Yan Chuan happily dashed into the bedroom.

Wenshu brought a small blanket for Feng Xiaohan to cover himself with.

“Where is Wujie?”

“He’s almost in Sangdu,” Wenshu replied softly.

“Yunming.” Feng Xiaohan called out coldly.

Yunming instantly appeared before Feng Xiaohan.

“Subordinate is here.”

“Go meet up with Wujie.” They needed to guard against the emperor taking action against Wujie.

“Yes.”

Yunming turned to leave to meet Lin Zhi.

“Wenshu, spread the news about the romantic troubles I had with a certain woman,” Feng Xiaohan instructed while fiddling with the ring on his hand.

“Yes.” Wenshu nodded.

Qing’an instantly understood the prince’s intent.

The news about the little princess would eventually be hard to conceal. Once they learned of her existence, they would surely target her.

At that point, the little princess would be in danger, so the prince intended to use a fictitious love interest to divert their attention.

Those people had been searching for the prince’s weakness; if they learned that he had an unattainable woman, they would go all out to find her, thus keeping the little princess much safer.

Wenshu also understood the prince’s purpose.

He had to think carefully about what kind of woman could be portrayed as the prince’s unattainable love.

“Subordinate will handle it right away.” Wenshu was inspired and immediately set off to fabricate gossip about the prince.

Qing’an shook his head with a smile; once gossip was involved, his friend became proactive.

He should really consider becoming a storyteller, serving as a literary aide to the prince. It would truly be a waste of his talent to merely compile tales.

Wenshu worked efficiently, and by the next day, rumors spread through Sangdu about the prince and a woman from the martial world entangled in love and hate.

The rumor said that when the prince was around sixteen or seventeen and had just begun to experience love, he was gravely injured and encountered a woman in red who saved him.

The two then became acquainted, and it was said that the woman was beautiful and skilled in martial arts, captivating the prince at first sight.

The woman also had feelings for the prince, but she was determined to roam the martial world and refused to settle in the inner court, leading to a prolonged entanglement between them.

In the end, the spirited prince had even fallen for her; a year later, she unexpectedly sent him a baby girl, leaving the prince furious and vowing to find that woman.

After hearing this rumor, Feng Xiaohan remained silent for a long time.

“Wenshu, is this what you’ve accomplished?” Feng Xiaohan asked in a cold tone.

Wenshu lowered his head, feeling guilty.

“Does the prince think there’s something wrong with it?”

Feng Xiaohan wanted to retort, “What’s right about it?”

“Leave.” Feng Xiaohan didn’t want to deal with this annoying subordinate.

“Yes.” Wenshu and Yan Chuan withdrew.

Jiang Gu, upon hearing this news, showed a flash of surprise on his face.

Ah, did his father actually… that?

Jiang Gu pondered for a moment, feeling that this shouldn’t be true; it must be a false rumor released by his father.