Traveled to ancient times and became a cheap little dad

Jing Zhou's pupils suddenly sank, and he immediately squatted down to check his breathing. Only then did he feel relieved that he was still breathing.

"Cold one."

Leng Yi quickly moved closer, knelt on one knee to salute, and then felt Jiang Yun's pulse.

Jiang Yun had been wearing women's clothes and hadn't changed them for the past two days. He pulled up his long sleeves, revealing the bruised and swollen wrist on his right hand, and Leng Yi frowned slightly.

Turning to look at the left hand, the same situation occurs.

I sighed silently in my heart, I couldn't understand why His Majesty was so determined to make things difficult for this man, but I had to obey the order anyway.

He put his index and middle fingers together and probed his neck. "Your Majesty, Young Master Jiang's pulse is weak and his fever persists. If he is not treated, he may not survive today."

Jing Zhou didn't expect that after being hungry for two days, he would be so desperate after spraining his wrist. He was indeed very delicate.

The cold and hard face finally changed, his brows were tightly furrowed, and there was a deep sense of disgust between his brows.

He bent down, picked the man up, and walked towards the carriage, "Let's go into the city and find a doctor."

"Yes."

Inside the carriage, Jing Zhou could hardly hear Jiang Yun's breathing. He read a page of the book for a long time, and finally turned his head to look at the person lying on the small bed.

He threw the book aside, took out a porcelain bottle from the secret compartment, took out a pill and dissolved it in water.

With one hand he pinched Jiang Yun's chin to force him to open his mouth, and with the other hand he poured the medicine directly into his mouth. He drank half of the medicine and spilled the other half, staining his cheeks and neck.

"Jiang Yun, please don't die. It won't be fun if you die."

After entering the city, Jing Zhou saw that he was still unconscious, so he bent down and carried him out of the carriage. He kept muttering in his heart, "He is so light, no wonder he gets sick so easily."

He went straight to the clinic and settled the patient down. The clinic's pharmacist received some money and came to serve him attentively.

Jing Zhou looked at his dirty clothes and hair, and a wicked smile appeared on his lips, "Leng Yi, go buy some clothes according to Jiang Yun's size, women's clothes, and some red hairpins."

",,,yes,"

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As for Ling Yun, he rode his horse at full speed all the way to the wooden house, but apart from the veil hat, there was no trace of Jiang Yun.

Su You and several other guards knelt on the ground and explained the situation. "Master, Su Jin is good at tracking. Based on the signals along the way, he will definitely be able to find the whereabouts of the lady."

Ling Yun clenched the veil in his hand and glanced at the unconscious Qin Zijun. "The injured will stay to rest. Su You, you stay and take care of Qin Zijun."

"Thank you, Master."

Jingchen saw the miserable state of several people and his heart tightened, "Brother Ling, I didn't know that my brother would do such a cruel thing."

"Your Majesty, if anything happens to the baby, Ling will do his best to make the emperor regret doing this."

Jingchen stretched out his hand and grabbed his arm, frowning and said, "Brother Ling, don't rush into it. If you do this, both of you will suffer."

"Even if both of us suffer losses, I won't let him off easily." Ling Yun was about to jump on his horse after saying this, but Jing Chen stepped forward and stood in front of him.

"Brother Ling, don't be impulsive. Neither you nor I want to see Xiaoyun get into trouble. But my brother is the emperor after all. If you really anger him, I'm afraid he will show no mercy. Do you want to see Xiaoyun get hurt or lose her life?"

Ling Yun glared at him fiercely, his palms clenched, the veins on the back of his hands showing, he took a deep breath and suppressed his anger, "What do you think, Your Majesty?"

"We can confirm that Xiaoyun is safe now. The most urgent task is to find their traces first and then rescue them."

Ling Yun climbed onto the horse and looked down at him, "Your Majesty, this is the last time I will trust you."

After saying this, he whipped the horse and galloped away, and the other guards followed closely behind, raising a cloud of dust.

Ye Xiao walked silently to Jing Chen's side and said, "Master, I found this in the bushes."

As she spoke, she respectfully presented a pair of embroidered shoes. Jingchen recognized them as Jiang Yun's shoes at a glance. He was a little unhappy when she changed into women's clothes and said that he didn't want to wear embroidered shoes.

"They will definitely go to the capital. Given my brother's personality, he will not accommodate Xiaoyun. We need to hurry and find them."

"Yes."

A day later, Ling Yun finally reunited with Su Jin, but Su Jin was injured. "I deserved to die. That big man in black discovered my whereabouts. I was defeated..."

Su Jin paused, and then continued, "Master, the last time I saw Madam was when she was carried into the carriage by the Emperor."

"Madam, she is sick and fainted."

Ling Yun's heart tightened and he couldn't stop worrying. The baby had always been weak and he usually took great care of him, but he didn't expect that he would fall ill after just two days of leaving.

"Which direction did the person go?"

Su Jin thought for a moment, "Before I was knocked unconscious, I vaguely heard someone go into the city to find a doctor."

"Set off."

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When Jing Zhou came back, the little medicine boy had already fed Jiang Yun the medicine and changed her clothes.

I'm washing his hair right now. It's not right to wash it because of fever, but that distinguished guest insisted that his hair smelled and he had to wash it. Alas, the little medicine boy sighed.

She rubbed the soap nuts twice, then secretly took the osmanthus oil from her master's wife and gently applied it.

The weather was hot, and the little medicine boy was afraid that Jiang Yun would be blown by the wind while washing his hair, so he closed the door tightly and wiped his hair little by little with a cloth.

Jing Zhou pushed the door open and entered the room. He was satisfied when he saw the person lying there cleanly.

"Guest, my brother can't blow dry the wind now,"

Jing Zhou sat aside carelessly and said, "Go out first and close the door."

",,,oh,,,"

She raised her hand and lifted a strand of hair and twisted it between her fingertips. The faint scent of osmanthus came over her and a smile appeared at the corner of her lips.

After looking at him for a few seconds, she reached out and tied his hair into a simple bun and put a hairpin in it.

Leng Yi knocked lightly on the door, "My Lord, the prince and Master Ling are here, blocking the door."

Jing Zhou seemed to have been prepared. He took out a yellow handkerchief from his arms and said, "Go and announce the decree."

Leng took it respectfully with both hands, took a few steps back before turning around and opening it. He understood clearly that His Majesty was trying to use his power to suppress others.

When Ling Yun heard the imperial edict requiring Jiang Yun to enter the palace to serve as the emperor's tutor, his eyes were red with anger. Jing Chen hurriedly pulled him back and said, "Calm down. Make sure Xiao Yun is safe first."

During the argument, Jing Zhou carried the patient out of the clinic with a playful smile, but his eyes were cold, "Are you going to disobey my order, Ling Qing?"

"The Ling family, including the clan members and branches, has at least hundreds of members. Can they bear the consequences of disobeying the order?"

Ling Yun clenched his palms, looking at the motionless person in his arms, his heart filled with mixed emotions. He slowly took two steps forward and then forced himself to stop.

Jing Zhou's hand had moved threateningly to Jiang Yun's neck, and that slender neck seemed like it would break if he exerted any force.

Suppressing the throbbing in her heart, she spoke with difficulty, "Your Majesty wants Jiang Yun to stay in the palace for how long?"

Jing Zhou raised his chin slightly, as if smiling, "One year? Two years?,,, um..."

"Let me think about it carefully..."

Jingchen took a few steps forward and said anxiously, "Royal brother..."

"Okay, one year. I've given in."

"..."

After saying that, he gently rubbed Jiang Yun's neck with his fingertips and looked threateningly.