Become a prince's little ancestor

"The doctor is here." Yan Qing hurriedly let the doctor in.

The doctor put down the medicine box and checked Yanyu's wound: "This sword is only a few minutes away, even the gods can't save it. I will bandage it and prescribe some medicines." The doctor said to himself, The only sound in the room was the doctor's voice.

After a while, the doctor finished bandaging the wound, wrote down the prescription and said: "After a while, if the patient has a fever, take cold water to cool down." After speaking, he left with the medicine box on his back, and Yan Qing followed the doctor to grab the medicine.

After the doctor left, the First Prince continued to sit in front of the bed and watch people until Yan Qing came back from grabbing the medicine.

"What's your fourth brother's original name." The eldest prince asked.

"My fourth brother's name is Yanyu."

"Call me Han Mingshu from now on. Don't be the eldest prince. If you call me the eldest prince, I'm not the prince anymore."

"Yes." Yan Qing really can't treat the person in front of him as an ordinary person.

"Are you all adopted by the Night King?"

"No, we were picked up by the concubine and brought back." Yan Qing was very young at that time, too young to remember anything.

"What about the rock jade, was it also picked up?" Han Mingshu is now very concerned about the rock jade.

"Yes, I heard that he was sold by his parents to a rich family as an accompanying student, but the young master of that family has a tendency to be violent, and beat the fourth brother from time to time, and almost killed the fourth brother several times. The concubine took her back to the training pavilion and has been with the prince ever since." That's all Yan Qing knew.

After dinner: "I'll stay and take care of my fourth brother, Da, Han Mingshu, you can go and rest." Yanqing was not used to the sudden change of mouth.

"I'll stay and take care of him, you go to sleep, no matter how you say people hurt because of me."

"It's not good, I'll take care of it." No matter how Han Mingshu is also the eldest prince, Yan Qing still feels awkward to let the prince take care of him.

"I'm no longer a prince. It's my duty to take care of my savior." Han Mingshu insisted on staying.

"Okay then." Yan Qing returned to her room, thinking about it, always felt that the eldest prince was weird, and kept asking herself about the fourth brother.

At night, Yanyu really developed a high fever. Han Mingshu changed the cold water back and forth to cool down Yanyu, and kept tossing until midnight.

Yanyu slowly woke up: "Xiao Liu." Yanyu called weakly.

Han Mingshu walked over immediately, "What's the matter?"

"I'm a little thirsty." After burning for so long, Yanyu felt his mouth was dry.

Han Mingshu poured a glass of water and took it, but Yanyu couldn't get up, and he didn't have the strength to reach for it, so Han Mingshu could only feed it in.

"The injury on the chest will take a while. Let's wait a few days before leaving." Han Mingshu said the plan.

"No, we can go on our way tomorrow." As he spoke, he wanted to sit up.

"Lie down, don't stretch the wound." Han Mingshu was quite frightened by his actions.

"Prince, we can't delay any longer, lest the killers catch up from behind. I'm injured now, so I'm afraid I won't be their opponent."

"Don't worry, they won't catch up so soon." Han Mingshu wasn't sure, but it was important for Yanyu to recover from his injuries.

"But...."

"Don't worry, it's important to heal your wounds." Han Mingshu interrupted before Yanyu could finish speaking.

Yanyu closed her eyes. She had rarely been injured during missions in the past few years, but she didn't expect that she lost her hind leg this time.

Han Mingshu fell asleep again when he saw someone, and fell asleep on his stomach on the table.