Feng Shu had a fever. Because she didn't change her wet clothes in time, when Feng Yun went upstairs to ask her to have dinner, he found that her face was red with fever and she was unconscious.

King's Landing is still soaked in repair fluid.

Feng Shengzhe was very unhappy. Unusually, Jun Ting did not send him back.

Even if he received a lot of gifts today, even if he ate a lot of delicious red cakes at Taiye's place today, not being able to see his parents for a long time still made him restless.

What made him want to cry even more was that while he was playing, even his uncle disappeared.

Huo Ruxia was resting, Ruan Yu couldn't coax her, Jun Hao laughed so hard that his face was sore, but the little guy ignored him, and if he had to be hugged, he would struggle desperately, as if he was in escape mode, making Jun Hao embarrassed to hug her.

It’s not that I don’t hug you.

In the end, it was Junting who intervened to coax the little guy from crying. After eating and playing with the mecha model for several hours, he couldn't stand the sleepiness and finally fell asleep.

When Feng Shu woke up, Feng Yun was lying beside the bed reading a book.

"Where's the baby?"

"Sister, are you finally awake?"

Feng Yun immediately put down the book in surprise, probed her forehead with the back of her hand, and then touched her own.

"Well, the temperature has really cooled down. Sister, you had a fever last night, why did you go to bed with wet clothes on? Don't do this again, I will worry. The baby slept with Grandpa Jun last night, and he will probably come back after breakfast

Now, you don’t have to worry.”

Feng Shu felt that her whole body was limp and had no strength, but she still struggled to sit up and got out of bed to wash up.

"Sister, if you feel uncomfortable, you can continue to lie down. I will pick up the baby later."

If the distance is not far, he can carry the little guy all the way back. If not, Ban'er will be there.

"It's okay, have you eaten? I'm hungry."

"Eat, I got up very early today, Ban'er cooked breakfast, and I will continue to come up to accompany you after eating. My sister was too tired from practicing last night, so she fell down without changing her clothes when she got wet.

?"

"Um."

Feng Shu didn't want to explain too much and went straight downstairs to have breakfast. Feng Yun went back to his room and continued reading.

When they were almost finished eating, Jun Lin also came downstairs. The two looked at each other, said nothing, and ate in silence.

Because he couldn't see anyone when he got up early in the morning, Feng Shengzhe didn't want the milk from exotic animals that he liked to drink the most. He cried and asked for his parents. Even Huo Ruxia, who had always had a high favorability score, wouldn't let him hug her. Jun Ting had no choice but to

Send him here personally.

"Mommy mommy……"

When he saw her, Feng Shengzhe smiled happily. Although there was still a teardrop hanging on his eyelashes, he immediately reached out to hug her, threw himself into her arms, and then held her face and kissed her non-stop.

Feng Shu was still a little dizzy, so he just nodded to Jun Ting to express his gratitude, and then silently began to feed his son.

Feng Shengzhe was nestled in her arms, smiling and saying "ah woo" over and over again. He didn't refuse anyone who came, but he held her clothes tightly with both hands.

Jun Lin did not raise his eyes from beginning to end, concentrating on eating.

Jun Ting glanced at his grandson's chest. It wasn't until the little guy was full that he took out a space button from his trouser pocket and handed it to Feng Shu who put down his chopsticks, "This is a wedding gift from your grandfather. Keep it. Conditions

I’ll use it when I’m mature, I hope you like it.”

Feng Shu shook his head, "Marshal Jun, you don't need to spend any money. Jun Si and I don't have that kind of relationship."

“What kind of relationship is that?

It is normal for couples to quarrel at the bedside and at the end of the bed. No matter how loving a couple is, it is impossible for them to have no quarrels at all.

Is your grandmother dignified and elegant enough? After all these years with me, although I have never had a fight or a real quarrel, the number of cold wars and bickering is extremely frequent. It is as daily as eating and drinking. There is no day when we don't dislike each other.

I feel uncomfortable all over after just a few words. This has become a habit.

Although two hundred and five hundred years may seem like a long time, it actually passed by in the blink of an eye.

My grandfather is over 300 years old, and he has made a lot of plans. His life has already reached the end of his career. When people get older, they will often think about the past, the things they did not try to do, the things they did but did not take seriously, and the people they missed because of this.

, so some regrets will have a chance to make up for it, but most of them will not have a chance to make up for it.

There is no regret medicine in the world. Don't do those stupid things. If you fight in the nest, the child will be worse off than not having parents. If you don't live a good life together, then I will personally take care of the sage. In my lifetime, neither of you will ever see anyone.

to him."

This threat is very effective. At least, for Feng Shu, she has no way to say no.

"Let me express my opinion, fourth child. Can you take good care of your wife and children in the future? If you can't do it, you can just get out of here. Anyway, you are just eating for free at home and not working, so you might as well run away from home like before.

, to save some food for the family."

Seeing that Feng Shu remained silent, Jun Ting turned his spear and pointed it at his grandson.

"good."

Jun Lin finished eating slowly, then wiped his mouth with a tissue slowly, and finally walked up to Feng Shu and stretched out his hand.

His hands are very slender, the nails are neatly trimmed, and the palms are calloused. It can be seen that he has been exercising regularly or operating weapons.

Feng Shu only glanced at it and then withdrew his gaze.

Feng Shengzhe didn't want his father to hold him, so he gave him a slap on the back of the head.

Jun Ting couldn't stop laughing. After all, he helped his grandson out, "The baby didn't sleep very well yesterday. He got up two or three times in the middle of the night. I can take him to sleep for an hour or two later."

Put your things away and grandpa is gone."

He deliberately emphasized the sentence "grandfather" and walked out of the door slowly.

"The fever is gone?"

Jun Lin calmly sat down on a stool beside him and gently flicked his son's head with his bent fingers. The little guy immediately turned his head and raised his little fist as if to hit him.

"You keep the things and give them back to the marshal later when you have an opportunity."

Feng Shu's voice was very hoarse. She cried too much yesterday and her vocal cords were somewhat damaged. To Jun Lin's ears, it was like gravel rolling in his ear tubes.

"Put away what is given to you. In this family, the only person I can't confront is my grandfather. He has always been a man of truth. Today has given us a reminder. Next time what really happens between us, he will not see.

Whatever is pleasing to the eye, believe me, he will do what he says. During his lifetime, none of us will ever want to see our son again."

Jun Lin's speaking speed was much slower than usual, as if he was just recovering from a serious illness. Because he had no strength, he looked tired and even depressed.

Feng Shu pursed his lips and looked at the shiny white space button in front of him, as if staring at a scourge.

"We don't have a choice. I don't have it, and you, who are weaker than me, don't have it either."

Seeing that her expression suddenly turned cold, Jun Lin said slowly, "I'm sorry. No matter if it's a quarrel or a fight in the future, I will take care of the aftermath and I won't let you sleep in wet clothes and end up with a fever again."
Chapter completed!