Rebirth of Splendid Heaven

Chapter 131 Eyes
Before Uncle Rong came back, An Mujin poured water for the young prince, squeezed his shoulders, beat his back... and even helped him to the latrine.

An Mujin did everything a maid could do for the young prince.

An Mujin thought that the little prince would consider her hard work and persuade Uncle Rong to agree to her.It's just why Uncle Rong hasn't come back yet. If he doesn't come back, what will the Da Furen's people do to An Qixuan and force him to not return to the Hou's Mansion?

While waiting anxiously, the young man who led An Mujin to see the young prince came, "Master, the food is ready, should we eat here, or..."

"Here." The little prince said very little, seeing that he was about to get up, An Mujin quickly walked over to support him.

After the young man set the meals, the little prince saw that there was only a pair of bowls and chopsticks on the table, and frowned.The young man thought that the little prince was not satisfied with the food, so he hurriedly said: "If the master is not satisfied, I will ask someone to make a new one and send it over."

"There are less bowls and chopsticks." The little prince said calmly, the boy let out an ah, and finally looked at An Mujin, and instantly understood.

When the boy came in, he saw that An Mujin was using boiling water to scald the dishes for the young prince, his jaw dropped in surprise.You must know that except for Uncle Rong who can do these things, no one else has the qualifications to serve the young prince closely.

What is the origin of the person dressed as a maid? Not only does he have the little prince's jade pendant, but he can also gain the little prince's trust?
The young man was so absorbed in his thoughts that he forgot to look away when he looked at An Mujin.The little prince became even more unhappy when he saw it, as if his things were being missed by others, he coughed lightly.

The young man came back to his senses, and when he looked at the young prince, the young prince just averted his gaze, but why did he still have the feeling of being stared at by the young prince.Could it be that he just watched An Mujin for too long and made the little prince unhappy.

Thinking of this, the young man hurriedly stepped back, not daring to disturb the little prince and An Mujin for dinner.

An Mujin was not picky about the food, these bland meals were very suitable for her appetite, and they tasted more delicious than the little prince.Seeing how delicious her food was, the little prince was in a good mood, so he couldn't help finishing a bowl of rice.

Seeing that the little prince had only eaten a bowl of rice, An Mujin was very surprised: "Little prince, let me add another bowl for you."

The little prince waved his hand, one bowl of rice is enough, he will feel uncomfortable if he eats too much.

But An Mujin frowned, looking at her empty bowl, one bowl wasn't enough for her.The little prince didn't even eat it, can she still eat it?
"Don't worry about me, you can eat by yourself." The little prince said lightly.

An Mujin was very afraid that he would make the little prince unhappy, so he didn't dare to eat when he didn't eat, so he wiped his mouth and said, "I'm full too."

Not a while after eating, Uncle Rong came back from the outside, and was taken aback when he saw An Mujin there.

"Second Miss, you came to Jinfeng Cloth Manor in person, you must ask me for help if you have something to do?"

It was really great that Uncle Rong was willing to ask. An Mujin calmly explained the matter.Sure enough, Uncle Rong's thick eyebrows were raised high, looking at An Mujin was like looking at a monster.

"You actually asked me to do such a thing? The intrigues of your Marquis Mansion don't care about my affairs. In the future..." Before Uncle Rong finished speaking, the little prince coughed anxiously.

An Mujin hurried to cheer up the little prince, worrying more about the little prince than worrying about Uncle Rong not helping him.

Uncle Rong knew what the little prince meant, didn't he just want him to help, and threatened him with his body?
Alas, I miss him as an old man, but he did such a thing for a little girl.

"Take good care of the young master here. You can leave when I come back." Uncle Rong put down his words, glared at An Mujin, and strode away.

Although he was hated by Uncle Rong again, he agreed to help anyway.This made An Mujin very happy, and naturally ignored Uncle Rong's two stares.

Taking care of the little prince, An Mujin is basically familiar with the road, and only needs to serve the little prince to sleep.

The little prince went back to his room for an afternoon nap, An Mujin wanted to perform well, so he took a fan to fan the little prince.

As soon as he slapped it twice, the little prince frowned and coughed again.

Seeing the young prince's reaction like this, An Mujin knew that he had made a mistake again, and quickly threw a fan to the young prince to calm him down.

The little prince coughed enough to have a cup of tea, so he asked An Mujin to take a spittoon and wipe himself with hot water.An Mujin was busy for half an hour before he was able to finish his work, and at this time the sleepiness of the little prince had passed, and he no longer wanted to sleep.

"How is the research on the prescription going?" The little prince sat by the bed, leaning against the head of the bed, looking at An Mujin with his eyes.

An Mujin felt guilty when he saw it, so he confessed honestly: "The medicinal properties of the medicinal materials are basically clear, but I really don't understand why the above medicines are all mutually restraining."

"That means you haven't researched anything so far." The little prince smiled. From An Mujin's point of view, she felt that the little prince was laughing at her.

An Mujin didn't want to be ridiculed by the little prince, so he couldn't help but speak a little louder, and argued for himself: "It's not that I haven't researched anything, at least I know that your disease is related to the heart and lungs. Your heart and lungs must be hurt, so That's how it is."

"Little prince, let me take your pulse again." At the end, An Mujin said eagerly.

The little prince didn't move, but just looked at An Mujin, "Checking the pulse is useless to me. My pulse is very unstable. Sometimes I have a pulse in my left hand, sometimes I have a pulse in my right hand, and sometimes I have a pulse in both hands. They both have pulses. The worst thing is that both hands have no pulses, and by then I will just..."

"No, little prince, you won't have that kind of situation." An Mujin interrupted him anxiously, she didn't want to see the little prince lying unconscious again, waiting for the old doctor to announce his death.

As soon as An Mujin finished speaking, the little prince stopped talking, and the two fell into silence again for an instant.

Seeing the little prince closed his eyes, An Mujin thought he was sleepy and fell asleep, so he didn't worry about why he didn't speak anymore.Taking a blanket from the bed, and gently covering the little prince's body, An Mujin returned to the original place, carefully looking at the sleeping prince.

The young prince was so pretty when he was asleep, his brows were even, his eyelashes seemed to be longer than hers, his mouth was tightly pursed, and he looked so peaceful.

Even if she just stared at the little prince's face and An Mujin didn't do anything, she didn't feel bored.

After watching this for an hour, An Mujin thought that the little prince should wake up.Besides, sleeping on the bed like this will definitely be very uncomfortable when you wake up.

As soon as he approached the little prince, the little prince suddenly opened his eyes, and An Mujin stood still in fright, not daring to go any further.

"You can call me Tiancheng from now on." The little prince said coldly, An Mujin didn't hear clearly, and thought he was hallucinating.

"Little prince, did you speak just now?" An Mujin asked.

"I call you Jinxiu, you call me Tiancheng." The little prince got off the bed, moved his body slightly, and walked outside.

An Mujin followed immediately, and she could understand calling him Tian Cheng, because his name was Tian Cheng in the first place.But what she didn't understand was why he called herself Jinxiu, when she wasn't called Jinxiu.

Following the little prince out of the room, An Mujin couldn't help but said, "My name is not Jinxiu, my little prince. My name is An Mujin. You can call me Mujin."

"I like Jinxiu." An Mujin did not refute what the little prince said.

Well, the little prince's liking is more important than anything else.Call him what he likes.

The little prince turned his head to look at An Mujin's tangled face, and when he turned his head back, the corners of his mouth curled up, revealing a slight smile.

After walking in the yard for a while, the little prince came back to read again, and An Mujin quietly served beside him.What she was thinking in her heart was that she hadn't returned to Hou's mansion until now, and when she did, Mother Lin would definitely say something again.

When it was almost dark, Uncle Rong came back from the outside and brought back a comatose man with injuries all over his body.The man's face was so swollen from the beating that he couldn't tell what he looked like at all.

"Second Miss, is this the person?" Uncle Rong asked.

An Mujin looked at the man in a daze, she had never seen what An Qixuan looked like, and this man couldn't see his face clearly, so she didn't know if this was him.But she had a feeling that this person was her elder brother.

Without answering Uncle Rong's words immediately, An Mujin ran over to feel the man's pulse.Fortunately, the man suffered all flesh injuries, not internal injuries, but his face was too severely injured.

"When I went, the eldest lady's people had already gone, and there were many men in the village. I thought he looked like the second young lady, so I brought him back." Seeing that An Mujin didn't speak, Uncle Rong said, He said to himself that he didn't want to hear An Mujin say that he saved the wrong person.

Hearing this, An Mujin looked at Uncle Rong, and asked suspiciously, "Am I similar to him?"

"When I went there, he was almost injured, and only his eyes were left to see. I think the eyes are very similar." Hearing An Mujin's words, Uncle Rong was confused by An Mujin. Like how normal.

"Impossible!" An Mujin became even more puzzled, her eyes looked like Second Aunt's, and An Qixuan was the eldest lady's son, so there was no reason to look like her.

I also wanted to ask Uncle Rong if he was wrong. When Uncle Rong saw An Mujin looking at her, he quickly waved his hand and said, "Second Miss, I've already brought him for you. Don't let me do such things again."

"Thank you, Uncle Rong!" An Mujin knew Uncle Rong's temper, and quickly thanked Uncle Rong.

Uncle Rong snorted, walked up to the young prince, and asked An Mujin in disbelief, "I'm leaving, have you taken good care of the young master?"

"Well, I took good care of him." An Mujin nodded, looked at the people on the ground again, and became entangled again.

An Qixuan is in a coma now, how is she going to take him back to the Hou's Mansion.

Seeing An Mujin looking at An Qixuan, Uncle Rong explained with a smile: "This kid is still very strong after being beaten. When I caught him, he thought I was a bad guy and beat and kicked me. As a last resort, I ordered him I'm afraid I won't be able to wake up until tomorrow morning. Cough... If the second lady doesn't mind, let's rest in Buzhuang overnight."

"Huh?" An Mujin looked at Uncle Rong, thinking he was joking.

"Running this trip for you, I have suffered a lot. I have to rest tonight, so the young master will be taken care of by you." Uncle Rong looked at An Mujin and gave her a kind smile, and said, "Don't worry, I will notify the Hou Mansion."

"No. If people know that I'm spending the night outside, I...I..." An Mujin hesitated.

"Uncle Rong, let's make arrangements." The little prince opened his mouth, and Uncle Rong left with a smile, taking An Qixuan away with him.

(End of this chapter)