The billionaire girl: Daddy and Mommy, love me again

From a distance, one could see Boss Cheng and General Shen with their trouser legs rolled up, hunched over, and walking barefoot on the ridges of the fields.

After being reminded by the soldiers around them, the two turned their heads and looked in her direction.

The two were very surprised at her sudden appearance.

In the past, she would only come when I encountered problems that I couldn't solve and wrote to her for help.

But they were keenly aware that she was different today than she had been in the past.

There was a joyful smile on her face.

Suddenly, they thought of a possibility, and their eyes lit up instantly.

"Uncle! General Shen!"

"Nannan, but......?"

There is no need to speak too clearly between relatives. Just a glance is enough to understand each other's meaning.

She nodded, and seeing this, the two of them excitedly climbed out of the field and hurriedly washed the mud off their hands and feet in the ditch beside the field.

"Let's go back and talk!"

After returning to the military tent, the two men looked around eagerly, but after searching for a while, they didn't find anyone, and they were very confused.

"What about the Crown Prince? Has he really found him?"

General Shen asked anxiously.

Cheng Xingwan nodded and said, "It's true. I found it in Mocheng."

"What about the others?"

Boss Cheng searched even under the bed, but couldn't find the person. He looked disappointed.

"Something happened to Big Brother, so the news of his return should not be made public for the time being. You can see him after he recovers his memory."

"What, restore memory? Did His Highness lose his memory?"

Shen Yanchang asked in surprise.

"Well, he suffered a severe head injury when he fell off the cliff, but don't worry, I'm sure I can heal him."

"Where is His Highness now?"

Shen Yanchang felt distressed when he heard that he had lost his memory, and then asked.

“In a very safe place.”

Deep down, Cheng Xingwan didn't want too many people to see Mo Junyi's current appearance, so she didn't plan to let them see him.

Shen Yanchang could see that the two of them had something to say, so he tactfully found an excuse to leave.

Cheng Xingwan told Cheng Lao Da that she was going back to Chengjia Village and asked him if he had anything to bring back for her.

Boss Cheng nodded quickly and said yes.

He dragged out three large boxes from under the bed.

After opening them, Cheng Xingwan discovered that they were all high-quality leather and fur jewelry.

These are some good things I have saved here over the years. Please take them back and share them with everyone.

Then he took out a small box from under the pillow, scratched his head a little embarrassedly and said: "This... this is for your aunt, please give it to her for me, and by the way, tell her I'm sorry for me.

I will try my best to go back for the New Year this year.”

Cheng Xingwan took the things and put them all into the space.

When Boss Cheng saw this, his eyes narrowed slightly.

He rubbed his hands and said, "Nannan, can you let me take a look at Jinan, just one look..."

Seeing his pleading look, Cheng Xingwan felt reluctant to refuse him.

But she still shook her head. Mo Junyi's current condition was really not suitable for meeting people.

She was afraid that one day when he woke up, he would mind people seeing his most miserable side.

"Well, when he gets better, there will be plenty of opportunities to meet him."

Although it was a bit regrettable, Boss Cheng did not force it.

"Well, uncle, don't worry, Big Brother will get better soon. You will be able to see him when you go home during the New Year."

Cheng Xingwan didn't stay long. He took his things and said goodbye to them and left.

Whenever Mo Junyi woke up, she would drive the carriage and take him on a leisurely journey.

When it was time for his treatment, she would take him into the space again and give him physical therapy and acupuncture day after day.

Finally, a month later, she stood at the gate of Kyoto.

Mo Junyi at that time had completely changed compared to a month ago.

If the little beggar Sanmao stood in front of him at this moment, he would definitely not recognize that the handsome man in front of him was the skinny little fool.

After a month of careful conditioning, although he is still thin, his face has finally gained some flesh, and at least he is not as scary as before.

Unfortunately, the blood clot in his head had been there for too long, so acupuncture had little effect.

Such a large area of ​​bruises can only be removed through craniotomy.

But the brain structure is very complex, and any carelessness can lead to irreversible consequences.

And since she had never had this kind of surgery before, she couldn't guarantee that it would be foolproof.

Moreover, his status was not ordinary, so he had to obtain Emperor Mingde's consent for the surgery.

Will he agree?

Hard to say.

She did not go directly into the city, but entered the space. She waited until dark before quietly entering the palace.

Inside the main hall, Emperor Mingde was working at his desk reviewing memorials, while Jiang Delu was standing by his side, yawning constantly.

"Your Majesty, it's late at night, why don't you go to bed early? The ladies in the harem have sent people to ask about your condition several times.

Whose card would you like to turn over tonight?"

"You old fellow, you won't stop them when they ask you, why are you flipping cards? Haven't you seen that my memorials are almost piled up like a mountain, how can I have the mood to flip cards? Let them sleep by themselves.

I know their little tricks, so just let them do whatever they want. Just make sure they don't go too far."

Emperor Mingde rubbed his eyebrows and said irritably.

"Yes!"

"Okay, okay, if you're tired, go back and rest. I don't need you to accompany me here."

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Jiang Delu took a few steps back, turned around and went out, closing the door.

After a while, there was a slight knock on the study door.

Emperor Mingde thought it was Jiang Delu who had returned, so he said casually, "Come in!"

The door was gently opened. Emperor Mingde was buried in the memorials. Hearing footsteps approaching, he asked without raising his head, "Why are you back again? Didn't I tell you to go back and rest first?"

"Your Majesty, who do you think this is?"

Upon hearing this, Emperor Mingde suddenly raised his head, and when he saw who was coming clearly, he stood up excitedly.

Because the movement was too intense, the pile of memorials on the table were swept to the ground in an instant.

"Yi'er, it's really you, you're finally back!"

He walked up quickly and wanted to touch Mo Junyi's face with trembling hands.

At this moment, he was not the king of a country, but a father who was anxiously waiting for his child to come home.

But Mo Junyi dodged and hid behind Cheng Xingwan to prevent him from touching him.

"Yi'er?"

Emperor Mingde looked at the 1.80-meter-tall man in surprise. Like a little child, he timidly poked his head out from behind Cheng Xingwan and looked at him with fear and curiosity.

"Pingyang, Yi'er... "

Cheng Xingwan took Mo Junyi's hand, pulled him in front of him, and coaxed him softly: "Be good, Prince. This is your father. Call him father."

Along the way, she had been teaching him to call him father.

God helps those who work hard. With her unremitting efforts, he finally learned the word "Father" in addition to calling her Nannan.

When Mo Junyi heard her say that this was his father, he stared at Emperor Mingde with his clear eyes for a long time.

"Father...Emperor!"

After a long while, under the expectant gaze of Emperor Mingde, he finally timidly shouted out those two words.

"Hey! My Yi'er~"

Hearing him calling him, it was just like the first time he called himself father thirteen years ago when he had just learned to speak. Emperor Mingde couldn't help but burst into tears.