As night deepened, the lights of Yiling City gradually faded. Chaoyang returned to the inn and found Wei Ying still fast asleep. He gently sat down beside the bed, looking at the child's tender face, his heart filled with determination. He wanted to protect this child, keep him away from danger, and give him a happy childhood.

Chaoyang gently stroked Wei Ying's hair and silently vowed in his heart: "Aying, no matter how many difficulties lie ahead, your uncle will be with you and protect you. You will definitely have a bright future."

Chaoyang gently tucked the quilt in for Wei Ying, making sure he slept soundly. Then, he walked to the window and gazed at the night scene of Yiling City. The moonlight sprinkled on the streets, reflecting a peaceful scene, but Chaoyang knew that behind this tranquility lay countless unknown dangers. When the first ray of sunlight in the morning shone through the gap in the curtains and gently fell on Wei Ying's face, he slowly opened his eyes. The world in front of him seemed to be still immersed in a hazy dimness, and his eyes were a little blurred, as if he was still immersed in a dream. He looked closely and found that the bed curtain hanging above was so familiar, it was a light blue color, a color deep in his memory. He remembered that the bed curtains in the inn where he and his parents lived together were this light blue color.

However, the good times did not last long. Not long after, he was inexplicably kicked out of the inn, and his parents suddenly disappeared, as if they had evaporated from the face of the earth.

Now, when he saw the pale blue bed curtains again, he couldn't help but feel a sense of trance, as if time had flown back to those carefree days. He suddenly sat up, threw back the quilt, and quickly jumped out of bed, rushing to the door while shouting, "Dad! Mom! Are you back to pick me up? Dad! Mom!"

Seeing that it was still early in the morning and Wei Ying had not yet woken up, he went downstairs to get some food. As he went upstairs, he heard someone calling "Father and Mother" from inside the house. He sighed softly and opened the door.

Wei Ying heard footsteps outside his door, and his heart was instantly filled with joy and anticipation. He thought it was his father and mother returning. He couldn't wait to stand up and walk quickly to the door, his heart filled with longing and yearning for his parents. Every time his father and mother returned from an outing, they always brought him surprise and warmth, and he thought this time would be no exception. Wei Ying's face was filled with a happy smile, and he couldn't wait to see them and share every moment of this time.

Who knew that when he pushed the door open, he was met by a complete stranger. His smile froze in that instant, and he looked a little bewildered. He blinked his large eyes timidly, standing there quietly, staring intently at the rising sun.

Chaoyang witnessed this scene, his originally tense face gradually relaxing, and a gentle smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He asked softly, "Why aren't you wearing shoes?" As soon as he finished speaking, he put down the tray in his hand and carefully picked up Wei Ying. Feeling the body of the person in his arms stiffen slightly, Chaoyang didn't say much, but gently put him on the bed, then picked up the shoes beside him, knelt down, and began to put them on him. When Chaoyang grabbed his little feet, Wei Ying couldn't help but shudder. He looked down at Chaoyang who was putting on his shoes, feeling overwhelmed and sitting there stiffly. However, he could feel that Chaoyang didn't have any ill will towards him.

[Where did this pair of shoes come from? They are the magical shoe artifacts that Chaoyang refined in the space last night, but what is presented to us now is just a smaller version.]

Chaoyang carefully put on Wei Ying's shoes, his eyes full of tenderness and care. He stood up, patted Wei Ying's back gently, and said softly, "Don't be afraid, Ah Ying, I'm your uncle, have you forgotten?"

Upon hearing this, the confusion in Wei Ying's eyes gradually dissipated, replaced by a complex mix of emotions—a sense of unfamiliarity with the term "uncle," yet also a vague recollection of some warm, fuzzy memories. He looked up at the rising sun, his clear eyes gleaming with a glimmer of doubt and inquiry.

"Uncle?" Wei Ying repeated softly, a hint of uncertainty in his voice.

Seeing this, Chaoyang felt a surge of warmth in his heart. He knew that Wei Ying was slowly accepting this new identity and relationship. He squatted down and looked Wei Ying in the eye, his eyes full of sincerity and patience. "Yes, Ah Ying, I am your uncle. My name is Chaoyang."

Upon hearing this, Wei Ying looked up at the rising sun. His clear eyes held both doubt and a hint of dependence. He whispered, "Uncle? Are you my mother's brother?"

Chaoyang nodded, a complex emotion welling up in his heart. He replied softly, "Yes, Ah Ying, I am your mother's brother and one of your closest relatives in this world. Although your parents are not around for the time being, your uncle will always be by your side, protecting and caring for you."

After hearing this, the confusion in Wei Ying's eyes gradually dissipated, replaced by an indescribable sense of peace. He gently snuggled in Chao Yang's arms, as if he had found a long-lost support. Chao Yang felt the warmth in his arms, and his determination to protect this child became even stronger.

Chaoyang gently embraced Wei Ying in his arms, ensuring he sat comfortably on his lap. He gently cradled Wei Ying with one hand while with the other he spooned warm rice porridge and carefully fed it to him. "For the time being, you can only eat rice porridge to nourish your stomach. Once you've fully recovered, you can eat anything you want."

Wei Ying listened to Chaoyang's gentle words, his little mouth gently opened, and he took the spoonful of warm rice porridge. The aroma of the rice porridge melted in his mouth, bringing him a touch of warmth, as if the anxiety and confusion of the past few days were gradually melted away by this warmth. He looked up at Chaoyang, his eyes gleaming with gratitude, and whispered, "Thank you, uncle."

Chaoyang's eyes were filled with satisfaction. He continued to feed Wei Ying spoonful by spoonful.

A warm and peaceful atmosphere. The sunlight outside the window gradually grew brighter, gilding the small room with a golden glow, as if to cheer up the uncle and nephew who had just confirmed their relationship.

As the day progressed, the room was filled not only with the aroma of rice porridge but also with an indescribable warmth of family love. Chaoyang fed Wei Ying while softly telling him stories. Wei Ying listened with rapt attention, his brows furrowed in thought, his face beaming with joy, his small face brimming with unprecedented liveliness and energy.

"Uncle, where did Mother and Father go? Why didn't they take me with them?" Wei Ying suddenly asked, a flicker of unease in his eyes. Chao Yang paused for a moment, then gently explained, "A Ying, your parents have something important to do. They left temporarily to protect you. You must believe that they miss you all the time and will return one day."

Wei Ying nodded, seeming to understand. Although he still had doubts in his heart, Chaoyang's words were like a warm current, slowly flowing into his heart, giving him infinite comfort and strength. He snuggled tightly in Chaoyang's arms, as if he could feel the presence of his parents, the blood-related family ties that made him feel extremely at ease.

After breakfast, Chaoyang took out the bathtub he had cleaned for Wei Ying the previous night and filled it again with clear spiritual spring water, preparing for a medicinal bath for Wei Ying. Chaoyang closed his eyes, focused his spiritual energy, and began to heat the spiritual spring water. He carefully controlled the temperature of his spiritual energy, ensuring the water was neither too hot nor too cold, but just the right temperature to soothe Wei Ying's body while maximizing the medicinal bath's effectiveness.

Chaoyang concentrated on maintaining the balance of spiritual power to ensure that the whole process was safe and effective.

Meanwhile, Wei Ying sat obediently on his bed, his gaze closely following the rising sun's every move. He watched his uncle silently as he pulled precious spiritual herbs from his pocket. Under the sunlight, these herbs appeared exceptionally vibrant, as if imbued with boundless mystical power. Then, he pulled out a delicate porcelain bottle, gently tilted the bottle, and poured out a fine medicinal powder. The powder shimmered faintly yet captivatingly in the morning sun's rays, as if each grain contained the essence of the stars.

Wei Ying's heart was filled with endless curiosity and anticipation, eager to see what his uncle would do next. He watched as his uncle carefully sprinkled the precious herbs and delicate medicinal powders into the steaming basin of water. Instantly, the herbs and powders seemed to come alive, emitting a delicate fragrance, as fresh as morning dew, filling the room and bringing a sense of peace and tranquility.

Chaoyang's hands gently glided across the water, as if playing a silent melody. Concentrated in stirring the magical water, the medicinal powder gradually dissolved, creating a strange hue. It was as if the most beautiful sights in nature were condensed, sometimes as brilliant as the morning glow, sometimes as profound as the night sky, a dazzling sight.

Wei Ying watched all this intently, his heart filled with anticipation and curiosity. Chaoyang's movements were gentle and practiced, as if he were performing a mysterious ritual. As the powder dissolved, tiny bubbles gradually emerged from the water, as if revealing some unknown secret.

Wei Ying couldn't help but want to ask, but he was afraid to disturb his uncle's concentration. He could only wait quietly, looking forward to what surprise Chaoyang's next move would bring.

Chaoyang gently stirred the water with his fingers, ensuring the precious herbs were completely dissolved. He looked at Wei Ying intently, a warm smile on his face, and said softly, "This medicinal bath is specially prepared for you, Ying. It contains the essence of various herbs that can effectively help you restore your strength and strengthen your constitution. After you soak in this medicinal bath, you will definitely feel refreshed, and your body will become healthier and more energetic."

Chaoyang initially considered using pills to heal Wei Ying's body, but then he realized that Wei Ying was still young and his body wasn't fully developed yet. The medicinal power contained in the pills was too strong, which might put unnecessary strain on his body and pose potential risks.

Therefore, after careful consideration, Chaoyang decided to give up using elixirs and instead adopt a gentler and more suitable medicinal bath method.

Chaoyang carefully selected several nourishing and restorative herbs and medicinal herbs, ground them into a powder, and added them to warm water to create a suitable medicinal bath. This way, Wei Ying not only enjoys the warm and comfortable water temperature, but also absorbs the essence of the herbs through his skin, achieving a toning and strengthening effect. Chaoyang hopes that this method will help Wei Ying gradually recover his health and regain his vitality without placing any burden on him.

Wei Ying nodded, his eyes gleaming with trust in his uncle. Seeing Wei Ying's trust in him, Chao Yang felt a surge of warmth in his heart. He gently lifted Wei Ying up and walked steadily towards the prepared medicinal bath.

Chaoyang gently removed Wei Ying's outer garments and carefully placed him in the medicinal bath. The water was just the right temperature, warm and comfortable, making Wei Ying feel incredibly relaxed. The aroma of the herbs in the bath gradually filled the air, enveloping the entire room in a mysterious atmosphere.

Wei Ying felt the warmth of the medicinal bath and couldn't help but hum softly, a satisfied smile on his face. Chao Yang looked at Wei Ying's reaction and felt very pleased.

Chaoyang sat nearby, observing Wei Ying's reaction as he softly said, "Aying, when you take a medicinal bath, you should relax your body and mind and let the medicinal power penetrate every cell of your body. This way, your body will be able to better absorb the medicinal effects."

He continued to say to Wei Ying, "Aying, your uncle is right here with you. If you feel uncomfortable, you must tell your uncle, understand?"

Wei Ying nodded gratefully, his heart filled with warmth and gratitude. Chaoyang's attentiveness and care made him feel extremely at ease and happy.

As time passed, the miraculous effects of the medicinal bath gradually became apparent. Wei Ying's cheeks flushed faintly from the gentle nourishment of the medicine, appearing even healthier and more adorable. He closed his eyes and quietly rested, his breathing becoming longer and more steady, as if perfectly merging with the spiritual energy of the heavens and earth in the bath. Every cell in his body greedily absorbed this gift from nature, as if enjoying a feast.

Chaoyang sat quietly by his side, his gaze tenderly fixed on Wei Ying, his heart filled with endless love. Occasionally, he reached out and gently brushed away the sweat from Wei Ying's forehead, his movements as gentle as if he were handling the most precious treasure in the world. Chaoyang's eyes were filled with concern and tenderness, as if he were guarding a fragile dream. He watched Wei Ying gradually recover in the medicinal bath, his heart filled with comfort and satisfaction.

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