"Eighth Brother, are you still mad at ?" Zhao Yao sat by the bed and smiled ingratiatingly at Prince Wei. "Eighth Brother, you’re seriously injured right now, you can’t get angry. What if your wound splits open from anger?"
Prince Wei was so angry that he couldn’t even bother to respond to Zhao Yao.
Seeing that Prince Wei was ignoring him, Zhao Yao intentionally made all sorts of funny and silly faces in front of him, making Prince Wei laugh. Even if Prince Wei wanted to stay mad at Zhao Yao, he couldn’t.
When Prince Wei laughed, Zhao Yao also laughed very foolishly.
"Eighth Brother, you look better when you smile. You really scared when you weren’t smiling just now." After saying that, he put on a frightened expression. However, this expression was sowhat comical, making Prince Wei laugh again.
Prince Wei laughed for a while until his abdominal wound started to hurt, causing him to gasp in pain.
Zhao Yao leaned down and blew on Prince Wei’s abdominal wound. While blowing hard, he deliberately said, "Blow it away, and the pain will fly away, and Eighth Brother won’t hurt anymore."
Prince Wei lightly tapped the back of Zhao Yao’s head and said irritably, "Are you trying to make my wound split open?"
"No way." Zhao Yao straightened up and said to Prince Wei with a cheerful smile, "Eighth Brother, you’ve finally talked to ."
"Hmph." Prince Wei snorted coldly, "You still rember I’m your Eighth Brother, huh."
"Eighth Brother, how could I forget? I haven’t lost my mory, how could I forget you’re my Eighth Brother." Zhao Yao raised three fingers, looking serious, "Even if I lost my mory and forgot myself, I wouldn’t forget Eighth Brother."
Hearing Zhao Yao’s "sweet talk," Prince Wei showed a helpless yet doting expression: "Then why don’t you listen to and stay obediently in Yangzhou." Prince Wei glared at the mischievously smiling Zhao Yao, "What did I tell you? No matter what happens in Jinling, you were to stay away, but you ignored my words and ran back to Jinling." Jinling is the most dangerous place right now.
"Eighth Brother, since both you and Fourth Brother were in trouble, do you think I could just stay in Yangzhou unconcerned?" ntioning Prince Chu, Zhao Yao’s face fell, "Eighth Brother, did sothing happen to Fourth Brother?"
Prince Wei did not answer and instead asked, "Do you think sothing happened to him?"
Zhao Yao replied without any hesitation, "I certainly hope nothing happened to Fourth Brother, but everyone says Fourth Brother is dead."
"He won’t die so easily." Seeing the sadness on Zhao Yao’s little face, Prince Wei’s heart softened, and his tone beca gentle, "He didn’t die. After seeing you, he left Jinling."
Hearing Prince Wei say this, a smile imdiately appeared on Zhao Yao’s little face: "I knew Fourth Brother wouldn’t die."
Seeing Zhao Yao’s happy expression, Prince Wei couldn’t help but feel a little jealous.
"You really do care about him."
"Eighth Brother, I care about you too, you see? As soon as I heard you were hurt, I rushed here to see you." As soon as Zhao Yao ntioned Prince Wei’s injury, he frowned and looked at Prince Wei with a face full of resentnt, "Eighth Brother, your health has never been good. Last ti you saved the Crown Prince, it drained your energy, and it took years to recover. Now you’re seriously injured again; who knows how long it will take to heal this ti."
"This ti, the injury only looks serious; it’s not as severe as the last ti." Prince Wei wasn’t lying; this ti, he got injured to keep up appearances, "I wouldn’t joke with my own health."
"I hope what you’re saying is true, Eighth Brother." Zhao Yao didn’t quite believe Prince Wei’s words. Prince Wei’s injuries must be severe, even if not as bad as last ti. Even if Eighth Brother was faking it, he would have to make it convincing, or else the Crown Prince and Duke Zhen wouldn’t believe it.
"Now that you know Prince Chu and I are fine, go back to Yangzhou imdiately." Prince Wei’s tone was very firm, "Leave for Yangzhou first thing in the morning."
"Eighth Brother..."
"If you don’t leave, I’ll have soone tie you up and escort you back." Prince Wei’s expression was very serious, and his tone left no room for argunt.
"Alright, alright, I’ll leave first thing in the morning." Zhao Yao felt that if he didn’t agree, his Eighth Brother might just tie him up now and have soone take him away.
Seeing Zhao Yao agree, Prince Wei breathed a sigh of relief inside.
"Once I’m healed, I’ll co to Yangzhou to see you."
"Eighth Brother, once you’re healed, aren’t you going straight back to the capital?"
"I’ll visit you in Yangzhou before returning to the capital."
Zhao Yao looked at Prince Wei, opened his mouth to say sothing, but ultimately decided against it.
Noticing Zhao Yao’s expression of hesitation, Prince Wei chuckled softly: "Just say what you want to say."
Reviews
All reviews (0)