Reborn to be without his father but with his son, the prince shouted, "I'm not dead!"

Chapter 102 Cultivating Relationships is Important
Ji Anyu silently repeated to herself several times to calm down, reminding herself to cultivate feelings with Shen Jing and not just walk away.

She smiled brilliantly and said, "I made this purse with great care. Open it and take a look inside." Then she stuffed the purse into Shen Jing's hand.

Shen Jing looked at his purse in confusion.

"Open it and take a look." Ji Anyu winked at Shen Jing, urging him to take a quick look.

Shen Jing opened his purse and saw a crooked dog and a little man inside. The words "Er Gou" were embroidered next to the dog.

"Humph! Little fox, you embroidered yourself so beautifully, but you embroidered me into a dog."

When Ji Anyu saw Shen Jing smile, she held her face and nodded.

"Don't you think this is more special? Your previous nickname was Ergou." A nickname is easy to keep, I hope he can live longer.

Shen Jing smiled speechlessly, "I don't think so."

Ji Anyu raised her eyebrows and smiled as she watched Shen Jing stuff the purse into his collar, "Do you like this?"

"As long as you do it, I like it."

"Then why did you look so unhappy just now?"

Shen Jing lowered his head with his eyes flickering. Ji Anyu didn't like him, and giving him the purse was just a token of gratitude. What was there to be happy about?

"You're wrong."

Ji Anyu didn't believe it. Although she didn't know why Shen Jing was in a bad mood, she just wanted Shen Jing to accept the purse.

"Ah Jing, how are you injured? Are you feeling better?"

"It's no longer serious."

"Young Master, it's time to take your medicine." Zhusha held the medicine and shouted into the courtyard.

Ji Anyu suddenly got an idea and said, "Bring it in."

"I have already taken the medicine." Shen Jing immediately guessed that it was Zhusha who had asked Yayan to prescribe the new medicine, claiming that drinking it would help the wound heal faster. It was really a waste of time.

Ji Anyu picked up the bowl and stirred it twice with a spoon.

"Ah Jing, drink it while it's hot." She scooped up the medicine and handed it to Shen Jing's mouth, "Open your mouth."

Seeing Shen Jing pursed his lips and avoided him, Ji Anyu said unhappily, "Drink quickly, my hands are sore from holding it like this."

"Then put it down." Shen Jing pretended to grab the bowl.

Ji Anyu took a small step back and said, "I'll feed you. Come on, ah."

Shen Jing was helpless with Ji Anyu, so he had to lower his head and open his mouth to drink the medicine.

Ji Anyu saw that the medicine in the bowl was getting less and less, and he gave Zhusha a look happily.

Zhusha smiled secretly, and after the prince finished drinking the medicine, he immediately took the bowl and quickly retreated before the prince could attack him.

"Ah Jing, I rarely hear you mention Prince Zhong. What kind of person is he? Is he good to you?"

Shen Jing wiped the medicine stains from the corners of his mouth with a handkerchief and looked at Ji Anyu suspiciously.

"Why did you suddenly mention father?"

"Oh~" Ji Anyu clasped her hands shyly.

"I'm going to marry you. Prince Zhong is my father-in-law, so of course I want to get to know him. When he comes back, he will definitely feel uncomfortable seeing me, his daughter-in-law who suddenly appeared. I want to get to know him in advance to avoid upsetting him."

"Father has a gentle temperament, a broad mind, and is easy to get along with." Shen Jing stroked Ji Anyu's forehead with a smile, "Even if you make him unhappy, he won't make things difficult for you."

"So good?" Ji Anyu's dark pupils turned, "Does he often accompany you?"

"It's OK. I was raised by my father since I was a child. My mother was not very close to me. Later, my mother passed away. My relationship with my father became closer. It was probably because my father and I were the only ones left in this world. As for the emperor and the queen mother, although they are related to me by blood, there is always a layer of paper between us."

Shen Jing started talking and took Ji Anyu to the study.

"My father taught me how to read and write. He also taught me martial arts. Later, as my martial arts improved, he asked others to teach me. My father was well-versed in military books, but he was harmed by a villain and his life or death is unknown."

Ji Anyu didn't know how to comfort Shen Jing for a moment, she thought for a while and said, "Ah Jing, your father is blessed with great fortune, he will be fine."

"I thought so at first, but as time went by..." His father might no longer be alive and had turned into bones, making him difficult to find.

Seeing Shen Jing full of sadness, Ji Anyu patted her lips quietly.

Calling her for being too talkative, now it really hurt Shen Jing.

"Ah Jing, why don't we write something?"

"Write?"

"Yes, yes, I haven't written for a long time, and my technique is not very good anymore." Ji Anyu shook his arms.

"Okay, I happen to have some free time today." Shen Jing gave Ji Anyu the paper he usually used for writing to practice calligraphy.

Ji Anyu rubbed the paper with his fingertips and said regretfully, "You can keep this paper for yourself. I'll just use ordinary paper."

“The better the paper, the better the quality.”

Shen Jing spread the paper on the desk without saying anything, picked up the brush and dipped it in ink.

"Give."

Ji Anyu took the pen, slowly moved to the desk, and began to write thoughtfully, his eyelashes blinking wildly.

"Ah Jing, I forgot how to write some of the strokes. Look at my strokes, horizontal and vertical strokes. Are the strengths wrong? The ink is too heavy in some places, but too light in others."

Shen Jing shook his head helplessly, held Ji Anyu's hand, and taught her stroke by stroke.

A hint of secret joy flashed across Ji Anyu's eyes, and then he followed Shen Jing's pen strokes and gradually became absorbed in writing.

"Young Master, the food is ready. Would you like to eat now?" Zhusha called respectfully as he stood at the door of the study.

Ji Anyu came back to his senses and realized that they had been writing for a long time.

"Ah Jing, let's eat. I remember you need to continue taking medicine after dinner."

Upon hearing this, Shen Jing suddenly put more pressure on his writing, and a large area of ink instantly stained the paper.

He really didn't want to take medicine, which he had to do several times a day.

His eyes fell on Ji Anyu, whose height was only up to his chest. Coincidentally, Ji Anyu looked up at him, and their eyes met.

Shen Jing's mind seemed to fall into Ji Anyu's eyes, and he realized that the two of them were pressed close together, with a sweet fragrance surrounding his nose.

His nose suddenly felt itchy, and a stream of liquid like water flowed under his nose.

Ji Anyu opened his eyes slightly, his expression changed drastically, and he was filled with deep worry.

"Ah Jing, why are you bleeding from the nose? Is it because the remaining toxins in your body have not been completely cleared?"

Ji Anyu was panicked. Was Shen Jing going to die early?

"I'm fine." Shen Jing quickly stepped back, raised his head and wiped the blood with a handkerchief, "Don't worry, it will be fine in a while."

Ji Anyu felt relieved as she watched Shen Jing handle the situation skillfully.

After a while, the nosebleed stopped quickly just as Shen Jing said.

"Ah Jing, how about asking Ya Yan to come over and take a look at you?"

"No need, you've been practicing calligraphy for a long time, I think you must be hungry, eat first."

"I'm just hungry for a while, it's okay. You...you are more important." Ji Anyu was very worried about Shen Jing's health, so she said it without thinking too much.

Shen Jing was slightly stunned, and he laughed, "You are more important. It will be quick after dinner. I will let Ya Yan take a look after dinner. Don't worry, Ya Yan's medical skills are excellent."

Ji Anyu forced a smile. Shen Jing's medical skills were excellent, so how could he die?
When they finished their meal, Zhusha brought them a bowl of medicinal food with a smile.

(End of this chapter)