The prince's medicine attracts the foolish concubine

Feng Jialan didn't expect him to understand, and even felt a sense of relief, and said relaxedly: "It's nothing, you just need to know that his name is Feng Nanxi."

Although I still don't understand the meaning of the name, Feng Nanxi is indeed much more fluent than Feng Tuanzi.

"Nanxi, Feng Nanxi..." Ke Yunchu murmured the child's name a few times, and joy welled up in his heart.

Bored, the baby boy spit out two more mouthfuls of bubbles.

Ke Yunchu poked his face, which was softer than cotton candy.

Probably because of the pain from poking, Xiaotuanzi said "Ah" twice in dissatisfaction, but the voice was milky and soft, not deterrent at all, which made Ke Yunchu giggle.

Feng Jialan watched this scene that should have been extremely warm, but her heart gradually became heavy.

Old man Sang's words were still in his ears, reminding himself that the warmth in front of him was just an illusion.

He raised his hand, but before touching Ke Yunchu's face, he dodged subconsciously.

His dodging instantly dissipated the warm atmosphere, and even the surrounding air seemed to be several degrees colder.

Feng Jialan's hand froze, before she withdrew it, and asked slowly, "Are you still afraid of me?"

Ke Yunchu didn't hide on purpose, he only realized what he had done after his body reacted naturally.

Feng Jialan laughed at himself, that's right, an illusion is an illusion, and he can't cover up the fact that he has hurt him. He can also see that this is the instinctive reaction of a little fool.

This is not the first time that the little fool has dodged like this, but he has hardly appeared in the past month.

He thought the little fool was healed, but it turned out that this kind of self-protection was still engraved in the deepest part of his consciousness, and when he didn't pay attention, he would automatically jump out to protect himself.

And then...a stab in the heart.

At this time, the baby boy in the cradle suddenly let out a crisp cry, breaking the original silence.

Ke Yunchu showed a nervous look on his face: "Tuanzi, why are you crying?"

The baby didn't wake up for a long time. He ate and slept all day. After sleeping and eating, he woke up not long ago. He must be hungry again.

Feng Jialan stared at Ke Yunchu for a while, finally sighed softly, picked up the child, and said to him: "He is just hungry, I will take him to the nanny, you are not in good health, rest well .”

Ke Yunchu looked at Tuanzi reluctantly, and said surprisingly: "I, I don't have milk..."

Feng Jialan: "You...of course not."

Ke Yunchu: "Why?"

Feng Jialan was in a complicated mood, she was speechless for a moment, and then said domineeringly: "Even if there is, I won't let him touch it."

Ke Yunchu was even more confused.

Feng Jialan hugged the child with one arm, took out the other hand to tuck the quilt up, and said uncompromisingly: "Close your eyes and rest."

Ke Yunchu had no choice but to close his eyes, he did feel a little tired.

Then he heard Feng Jialan's footsteps leaving, his eyelids moved, and he opened them quietly, and saw Feng Jialan's back walking out.

For some reason, Ke Yunchu actually felt a little lonely from the back.

Maybe he was wrong, he closed his eyes again and fell asleep.

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A few days later, Ke Yunchu, under Tweety's guidance, played with the dumpling with a small rattle.

He still can't get out of bed, but he can sit against the head of the bed for a while.

The rattle is not heavy, and his hand can shake it.