As soon as he opened his eyes, what he saw was an enlarged little face.
"Daddy!" The young prince hugged his father's neck and pushed Feng Danyuan, who was half-rising, back onto the bed.
"Dad, you finally woke up! I have been waiting so anxiously every day. Uncle Nan said that only you can heal your injury, and only by taking a good rest can you recover. Daddy, are you okay now..."
The young prince is so happy that he activates all the Ba Ba Ba skills!
Feng Danyuan hadn't fully come back to his senses at first. He was in a fog. After confirming that the soft little body in his arms was warm and real, he finally woke up: this was not a dream, he had returned to Northern Xinjiang again.
The corners of his mouth curved quietly, and a smile bloomed inadvertently.
However, this smile froze halfway through.
He remembered something important.
"Xiaoyu, how many days have I been unconscious?" He interrupted the young prince's mumbling.
"Ah? Three days... No, it should be four days from the time Uncle Nan sent you to Northern Xinjiang." The young prince responded quickly.
Feng Danyuan's heart tightened: It's been four days!
I turned my head and saw that it was still daytime.
"What time is it?" The bracelet was taken off, and he didn't know the time.
"It's more than half past Shenshi... That's right, dad, you must be hungry, let's have a meal!" The little prince's stomach was already growling.
But Feng Danyuan had no intention of eating. He continued to ask the young prince: "Did you visit my mother these days when I was in coma?"
The young prince shook his head: "No."
Like a blessing to his soul, the young prince also realized the seriousness of the matter and jumped up suddenly: "Oops, oops, oops!"
My mother must know that her father’s life or death is uncertain, so she must be very, very anxious!
*
Although he was extremely anxious, Feng Danyuan also knew that he would have to wait until night to inform Wei Zi that he was fine.
So, he first took a thorough shower and shave, and changed into clean clothes.
When he came out, in addition to the young prince, there were also the king of Northern Xinjiang, Nanming and Feng Weihuan.
The King of Northern Xinjiang was stunned for a moment.
He knew that Feng Danyuan was good-looking, but the person who was still unconscious in bed in the morning suddenly appeared in front of him with a radiant face. The gap... well, it was a bit big.
Also, I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but why does he feel that Feng Danyuan is more handsome than before? It’s not all about the change in his face, it’s just that his strong temperament has gained a bit of fairy-like elegance, and his expression has become more and more beautiful.
Flying.
Nan Ming was also stunned for a moment, and almost reached out to touch the wound on his face that was still wrapped in gauze.
Feng Danyuan is really not a human being. They all went together. Why did he look like a monster again after sleeping for three days?
Forget about the stab wounds on my body, it’s just this face...
He glanced sideways at Feng Weihuan calmly, feeling depressed in his heart. If it left a scar, I wonder if she wouldn't like it?
Feng Weihuan, the only one who was not stunned, looked excited: "Brother, are you okay?"
"Well, it's okay." Feng Danyuan nodded.
The little prince covered his growling stomach: "Daddy, I'm so hungry."
Feng Danyuan held the young prince's hand while Shi Shiran sat at the table: "Eat."
The three people who came to visit Feng Danyuan: "..." It's a bit embarrassing.
