An eight-year-old kid emptied his scumbag father's warehouse and followed his grandparents into

Jing Chunxi and two servants helped the princess wipe her body and change her clothes. Their movements were gentle and meticulous. They used warm towels to gently wipe every inch of the princess's skin, from her neck to her arms, from her shoulders to her legs. The princess was sleeping so soundly that she was not woken up.

When changing clothes, he was even more careful. He first gently turned the princess's body to the side, then slowly took off her old clothes, and then put on clean and soft new clothes.

As for bedding, they carefully replaced all the sheets, quilt covers, and pillowcases, and took the old ones outside to be washed. The whole process lasted for an hour or two, and soon it was dusk.

After all the hard work, all three of them were sweating. Jing Chunxi cleaned himself up and ate something, but the princess still hadn't woken up.

The princess was still asleep, but her face seemed to have lost its original paleness, and her breathing gradually became steady and long. Jing Chunxi sat by the bed, gently massaging the princess's palm.

"Sumei, put the millet porridge on the small stove and bring it to me in the hall. Then go eat something and rest! I'll be on guard tonight, and Granny Yin will come early tomorrow to take over."

The princess had not woken up yet, and it was unknown whether she was out of danger. Jing Chunxi naturally did not dare to go to sleep without worry. Su Mei went out as she was told, but Grandma Yin was a little hesitant and did not dare to leave.

She stood there, her eyes full of worry and reluctance, not at all reassured about leaving behind a young lady who was only half grown and whose family she didn't know.

She felt uneasy even for a moment away from the princess, and she couldn't help but say to Jing Chunxi, "Let this old servant guard the princess!"

Nanny Yin's voice trembled slightly as she looked at Jing Chunxi with pleading eyes. She felt that as an old servant in the mansion, since the prince and the housekeeper had arranged for her to come, she should take on the responsibility of taking care of the princess, rather than letting a young lady keep watch at night.

"What did the prince tell you? Go get some rest. If the princess wakes up, we'll all be busy." Only when Jing Chunxi's expression softened and his tone turned serious did Nanny Yin reluctantly move out. She kept looking back, as if she was afraid something might happen to the princess after she left, but she was ultimately persuaded to leave by Jing Chunxi's insistence.

The prince asked them to obey the young lady's arrangements in everything, and they had no choice but to obey at this time.

The princess slept very soundly. Jing Chunxi was worried that she was hungry and thirsty, so she occasionally dripped a few drops of space well water into her mouth, wiped her eyes with a wet cloth, and pried open her eyelids to drip a few drops into her eyes.

She sat by the bed, staring at the princess intently, afraid of missing any change in her.

Jing Chunxi, who was lying in front of the bed guarding the princess, couldn't understand when he had climbed onto the princess's bed.

"Chun'er!"

"Chun'er!"

Jing Chunxi felt a pair of rough hands touching his face, which made his skin itch. Then he heard the voices calling him, and suddenly he woke up in a daze, not knowing where he was.

Her eyes were still slightly bleary, her brain still half asleep and half awake, and she was a little slow to react. Fortunately, the lights in the room were still on. Seeing the quilt, pillow, and mosquito net that he had changed himself during the day, Jing Chunxi was shocked to realize that he was really sleeping in the princess's bed.

Her heart sank suddenly and a look of panic appeared on her face, fearing that she had accidentally disturbed the princess.

She grabbed the trembling hand that kept groping towards her face, and couldn't help but answer softly: "Grandma Princess, I am Xier." Her voice was soft and gentle, for fear of scaring the princess.

She didn't get up immediately, but instead moved closer to the princess, pressing their bodies tightly together. She could feel the princess's body's faint warmth, and could also feel her slightly trembling body, and a feeling of pity welled up in her heart.

"Xier? ~Xier?" The princess paused for a moment while touching her face, as if she was thinking about something or trying to recall something.

Seeing her pause for a long time without any response, Jing Chunxi could only answer honestly, "I am Xi'er, Xi'er from General Jing's Mansion." She thought that if the princess hadn't lost her memory, she should still remember General Jing's Mansion, right? She turned her head and looked the princess in the face nervously, afraid that she would suddenly lose control of her emotions because she didn't recognize her.

"General Jing's Mansion? Where is Qiu Rong? Qiu Rong was clearly pointed out to my Chun'er. It's my Chun'er who is not blessed. It's the princess who is not blessed." Jing Chunxi was shocked when he heard this. His heart trembled violently. He didn't know whether the princess was having a nightmare, talking nonsense with a confused mind, or whether this really happened.

She originally wanted to say that if the princess could remember General Jing's Mansion, it would be fine to tell him clearly that she was Jing Qiurong's daughter.

Now Jing Chunxi was a little shocked, as if he had discovered the secret of his elders. He dared not say it out loud anymore, for fear of upsetting the princess.

She held the princess's hand tightly, her eyes full of worry and tension.

"Grandma Princess, you're very weak. It's best to keep quiet for now. Xi'er will scoop you some millet porridge. Please eat it." Jing Chunxi said this and immediately got up and slid out of bed. Her movements were gentle and quick, but also a little cautious, for fear of disturbing the princess.

Jing Chunxi's sudden departure made Princess Jing feel cold and empty inside. But she didn't stop her, and could only listen to her every move with her ears.

She could hear Jing Chunxi's light footsteps and the sound of a spoon hitting the edge of a bowl in the hall.

The little girl's soft and clear voice suddenly made Princess Jing's mind flash with the image of two four or five-year-old children playing together.

"Brother Chun, come and catch me! You can't catch me. Hehehe!"

"Sister Qiurong, please slow down. There is a threshold ahead. Don't fall. Brother Chun will help you."

The corners of Princess Jing's mouth rose slightly, revealing a faint smile, and her eyes flashed with the happy times when her youngest son was by her side.

Jing Chunxi picked up the spoon, carefully scooped up half a spoonful of millet porridge, blew it gently to his lips, tested the temperature, and then put it to the princess's mouth.

Princess Jing ate seven or eight mouthfuls in one breath without taking a breath, which made Jing Chunxi feel the power of the space well water again.

The princess was very obedient and didn't make a sound until she ate a few more mouthfuls and then said, "I don't want to eat anymore."

Jing Chunxi smiled sweetly at her and said to her in a gentle voice: "Princess, you have a weak stomach. Don't eat too much at one time. Four or five meals a day is best."

Princess Jing nodded, leaning back on the bed and staring in one direction. Following the direction of her gaze, Jing Chunxi felt something was amiss.

She couldn't help but ask, "Grandma Princess! Do you know whether it is day or night?"

Jing Chunxi put the remaining porridge on the table next to him, looked into the princess's eyes and couldn't help asking.

The princess frowned slightly, closed her eyes for a moment, and then opened them again. Then she slowly spoke, "Didn't you light the lamp? The light hurts my eyes. Xi'er, please help me move the lamp. Don't put it on the table opposite."

As soon as he said this, Jing Chunxi knew that the space water had worked again, and he couldn't help but feel secretly happy.

This meant that the princess could still see a little light. Delighted, she quickly stood up and moved the lamp to the other side so that the light would no longer shine directly into the princess' eyes.

"Grandma Princess, your eyes will get better soon." The little girl's comforting words actually moved Princess Jing. The corners of her mouth rose slightly, and she felt that she looked like someone she was familiar with.

I really hope that the princess can get better soon and see the light again.