Rebirth: The flatterer prince I raised couldn't be so clingy

Gu Qingzhi walked out of the clinic holding Xiaohua and looked at the moon that had climbed up to the roof with a relaxed look on her face.

Although she didn't express it much, the feeling of regaining a lost loved one made her cherish it even more.

She would find one day almost every month to visit Gu Fengping. Even though the two siblings never had much to say to each other, she would feel relieved as long as she saw that he was safe and sound.

After a lot of trouble, Gu Fengping finally removed the branch from Xiaohua's leg. It was a torture that made it so bad that it was still lying listlessly in Gu Qingzhi's arms.

The kitten seemed to know that Gu Qingzhi was saving it, and its eyes became much gentler.

She thought Feng Zhanye should have finished class by now. After she took a few steps, she saw a familiar figure stop in front of her.

The young man slightly lifted the veil on his hat, stood not far away with a smile on his face, and looked at her silently.

His handsome face was reflected under the light, and even the childish hair on his face was covered with a soft halo, which gave him a special kind of warmth.

"Aye? Why are you here?"

Hearing Gu Qingzhi's slightly surprised voice, Feng Zhanye's smile deepened a little, his eyes sparkled, and he walked towards her steadily.

"Sister Azhi, I'm here to take you and Xiaohua home." The boy's voice was soft. He naturally moved closer to Gu Qingzhi, touched Xiaohua's head, and stood shoulder to shoulder with her.

Gu Qingzhi was somewhat relieved that the child she was taking care of had grown up. She was also secretly glad that she had stayed in the clinic obediently today. She nodded and said, "Let's go back."

Just as she was about to step forward, she felt someone grabbing the corner of her clothes. She turned back to look at Feng Zhanye in surprise, and saw that he pursed his lips and showed some grievance in his eyes.

"What's wrong?" Gu Qingzhi asked.

The young man looked at her eagerly but said nothing, with tears in his eyes.

Just then a breeze blew by, blowing the gauze on his hat open, revealing half of his red and swollen cheek.

Gu Qingzhi frowned slightly, reached out and pinched his chin, turning the injured part in front of her eyes.

"How did this happen?"

She asked while carefully examining the injuries. Needless to say, she could probably guess that it was related to the Zuo family. After all, such injuries happened more than once or twice.

Feng Zhanye pursed his lips and told Gu Qingzhi everything that had happened in the main residence today, which was almost exactly what she had guessed.

She sighed, reached out and rubbed the boy's hair, and said softly: "You have to endure it every day, and it's hard for you, but for the future, everything you do now is worth it."

Feng Zhanye nodded, looking at the hopeful look on her face: "Sister Azhi, I can't walk anymore. Since I've worked so hard today, can you give me a hand?"

The young man stretched out his hand and opened his palm towards Gu Qingzhi.

Gu Qingzhi naturally knew what he meant and without giving it too much thought, she grabbed his hand without hesitation and pulled him forward.

Under the half-covered veil, the light shone, and a hint of triumphant smile quietly appeared at the corner of the boy's lips.

The two of them returned to the villa one after the other.

Gu Qingzhi originally planned to go in through the main gate directly, but Feng Zhanye looked at the two palace soldiers at the door and pushed her to the foot of the wall.

"Did you sneak out again just now?" Gu Qingzhi looked at him helplessly, secretly sighing that now that the child has learned to calculate, his temperament changes day by day.

Feng Zhanye smiled sheepishly: "Hehe, this is just for convenience."

Come to think of it, it makes sense. Zuo Chengyu said that he would withdraw the palace troops, which meant that he would no longer monitor them. But given his temper, it's hard to say whether he was holding back. Feng Zhanye was able to avoid some risks by doing this.

After climbing over the wall and returning to the villa, the two had just landed when they saw Aunt Liu standing not far away with a rolling pin in her hand, looking angry.

"Oh, it's over."

Feng Zhanye scratched his head awkwardly with a wry smile on his face.

"You've grown up a bit now, and you have your own ideas. You didn't even bother to tell your nanny when you went out. I was so tired that I thought you were detained in the main residence again, and I almost rushed over to ask for you."

As Aunt Liu spoke, she tapped Feng Zhanye's head with a rolling pin, then turned and looked at Gu Qingzhi.

"The same is true for Guard Xiao Gu. I know you dote on him, but you indulge him so much that he almost loses all the rules he learned in the palace."

Gu Qingzhi was implicated and scolded. She glanced at Feng Zhanye and saw that he was looking at her with a smile, without any sign of admitting his fault.

She had no choice but to agree: "Mammy, you are right. I will pay attention to it next time."

Seeing Gu Qingzhi's sincere attitude, Aunt Liu could no longer be angry. Her stern face relaxed and she smiled helplessly: "Okay, okay, dinner will be ready soon. Go wash your hands and get ready to eat."

The two of them returned to the back hall in shame. Gu Qingzhi washed her hands with the water from the ladle outside the house, and saw Feng Zhanye touching Xiaohua's furry head and chuckling.

"This little guy's fur feels so comfortable to touch, but is it really okay for it to sleep like this? It doesn't even wake up like this." The boy's eyes showed some innocence. He squatted beside the couch with soft eyes, tilting his head to fiddle with the little civet cat's paw.

Xiaohua did not resist and let him do what he wanted.

"The effect of the anesthetic hasn't worn off yet." Gu Qingzhi interrupted at the right time.

After Feng Zhanye took off his hat, Gu Qingzhi realized that he had been beaten really badly today.

Not only did he have wounds on his face, but there were also several red marks on his neck behind his ears, as if he had been scratched by something.

"Go wash your hands and apply the medicine first." She couldn't help but remind him.

The boy said "Oh" and obediently ran to the water tank outside the house. He lifted the bamboo cover and looked inside, but there was only an empty bottom of the tank. He turned and shouted into the house: "Sister Azhi, there is no water!"

Gu Qingzhi lit a candle and invited him in.

She looked at her clean hands, and helplessly raised her chin to signal Feng Zhanye to sit over, and reached out to take the ointment on the table.

"Come here, I'll apply it for you."

The boy was sensible and consciously put his face in front of her.

The cool ointment, with the bitter taste of herbs, spread on the face as the slender fingers drew circles, and was gradually absorbed into the tender skin.

The burning pain on my face was relieved a lot, and Gu Qingzhi's fingers were slightly cool, which felt very comfortable when rubbing them on my face.

Gu Qingzhi stared carefully at the red and swollen cheek as she applied medicine, which reminded Feng Zhanye of a year ago. Her gaze seemed as straightforward as ever, leaving Feng Zhanye with nowhere to hide his thoughts.

After Gu Qingzhi finished applying the ointment on the wound on her face, she straightened up naturally, looked at Feng Zhanye and said, "Go take off your shirt."

The boy was so shocked that he almost bit his tongue: "Take off...take off your clothes?"

Gu Qingzhi nodded: "Well, isn't your back also injured? Take care of them all together."

Feng Zhanye was stunned for a moment, his cheeks suddenly flushed, and he glanced at the person opposite him.

However, Gu Qingzhi looked normal, as if she was only thinking about the injuries on his body.

Feng Zhanye reached out for the belt around his waist, slowly tore it loose, and turned around to expose his entire back.

The boy's skin was whiter than snow and radiated a jade-like luster. His clothes hung loosely on his arms, and his lean figure vaguely revealed some muscle lines.

There were several red marks across his back. Although the injuries were not serious, they were shocking enough.

Gu Qingzhi pushed Feng Zhanye's hair aside, took some ointment and rubbed it along the red marks with gentle movements.

Her fingers had already been warmed by his body temperature, and she was afraid that he would feel pain, so she deliberately restrained her strength.

At this moment, Feng Zhanye's face had already turned completely red, his ears were almost bleeding, and even the red marks near his neck had become a little darker.