When Ji Ruyan heard this, he was startled for a moment. He raised his eyes and saw that the little boy on the bed really looked like a miniature version of the prince Fu Lesheng.
He walked up to them and joked, "Brother Prince, when did you become afraid of medicine?"
"Ruyan?!"
The Crown Prince Fu Lesheng exclaimed, somewhat unbelievable that the person he saw in front of him was Ji Ruyan.
Because as early as when the war broke out in the Northeast, he sent people to report to the Sky Poison Kingdom, just to let Ji Ruyan get the national division to send some reinforcements.
If reinforcements had been sent out two months ago, the Northeast would not have been lost.
Everything is just fate.
Ji Ruyan smiled slightly, stepped forward and said with a smile, "It's me, why do you look like you've seen a ghost? Are you too surprised, or are you scared?"
"Bah, bah, bah! You're not a ghost, what do I have to be afraid of!"
The Crown Prince Fu Lesheng quickly replied, but his answer did not earn King Yan a good look. King Yan stepped forward and hit his forehead with a hammer, "How do you speak? Even if you become a ghost, Ruyan can't
Become a ghost!"
"Yes, yes, I said something wrong. Father, please forgive me."
It was just a matter of words, but Ji Ruyan could see how favored King Yan was towards her and how well the Crown Prince treated her.
"Sister-in-law, thank you for your hard work."
"It's nothing. Ruyan, can you show it to the prince?"
The imperial concubine Zhong Qiao looked hopeful, and the imperial doctors in the palace said that Fu Lesheng could no longer stand up.
However, she always held on to a glimmer of hope, she thought he could stand up.
Her son is still so young, how can she, a woman, be the backbone of the family!
Ji Ruyan knew what she was thinking, "Sister-in-law, don't worry, I will do my best!"
Regarding Fu Lesheng's situation, when Ji Ruyan and King Yan returned to the palace, King Yan made it clear, and Ji Ruyan also had some confidence.
So, I gently shook Zhong Qiao's hand, walked to the bed, and said to the little guy, "What's your nephew's name?"
Fu Lesheng took his son's hand and said, "His name is Chengen, a name given by the Holy Spirit. Chengen, please call me aunt."
"Aunt."
The little guy was bold and not afraid of strangers, so he called Ji Ruyan in a crisp childish voice.
Cheng En?
Don’t these two words mean the grace of sanctification?
Ji Ruyan's eyes flickered and she no longer bothered about the name. Emperors have been suspicious since ancient times.
As time goes by, people change.
"Sister-in-law, you take him back to rest first, and I'll check on the prince's condition first."
"Okay! I'm going to clean up Feiliu Pavilion by the way. If you feel tired later, you can rest first. Father and daughter-in-law, go down and prepare the food for the dinner."
"Go ahead."
King Yan nodded and asked the Crown Princess to take Chengen and leave first.
Ji Ruyan sat on the small pillar next to the bed, and then reached out to check Fu Lesheng's pulse. The pulse was indeed not very good, sometimes strong and sometimes weak.
"Brother Prince, next, I need to take a look at the vertebrae on your back, the extent of your injuries, and the extent of your recovery. I hope you don't mind!"
The great defense between men and women still exists after all. She will keep King Yan in order to let King Yan help.
"Yeah."
At Ji Ruyan's instruction, King Yan took off Fu Lesheng's clothes, revealing the scars on his back.
Seeing the scar on his back at this time, Ji Ruyan's beautiful eyebrows furrowed. Judging from the recovery of the scar, it should have been healed not long ago.
