The fourth son, Bai Daoyan, has always been composed.
At this moment, after hearing Bai Yaoyu’s words, he couldn’t help but look at his own brother.
This prescription, with its unknown origin, was brought by a three-year-old toddler. Aren’t they afraid it might end their father’s life?
Princess Consort Kang thought for a moment: "Why don’t we just cook it and see? Surely it won’t kill anyone."
Prince Kang inside the door was also clamoring.
"Since it’s brought here by Zhi’er, what could be wrong? Stop dawdling and quickly make it. Even if it’s just for testing medicine, I have no objections!"
Seeing the entire family siding with the Princess, the Imperial Physician naturally had nothing more to say and hurried off to brew the medicine.
Bai Zhi’er wrapped her little arms around the neck of the Princess Consort Kang.
Her little face snuggled up to her: "Third Aunt, Zhi Bao’s little tummy is still hungry and wants to eat the food you make."
The Princess Consort Kang immediately laughed.
She carried Bai Zhi’er as they walked out: "Alright, alright, Third Aunt will go make something delicious for you right away."
Before leaving, Prince Kang, who was inside the room, leaned on the door and loudly asked: "Zhi’er, this time you went out, did you tell the Imperial Brother?"
If the little one sneaked out, he wouldn’t be able to explain it clearly!
By then, if Bai Xilie sent that evil star from Marquis Wan here again,
Prince Kang felt that the plague couldn’t kill him, but Feng Fuce might just scare him to death sooner or later.
Bai Zhi’er gave a sweet smile, her voice soft: "I told him, Daddy didn’t say no!"
Anyway, she left a note; Daddy didn’t say yes either.
But it wasn’t a big problem!
The unaware Prince Kang felt at ease.
At the dining table, Bai Zhi’er blinked her round, bright black eyes, curiously watching Bai Daoyan.
At such a young age, Bai Daoyan ate with his eyes focused, poised and with good manners, only picking food right in front of him and never saying much.
Compared to Bai Yaoyu, the eldest son of Prince Kang, he was more mature and composed.
Bai Zhi’er’s eyes sparkled.
In her view, Fourth Brother Bai Daoyan exuded a golden glow of prosperity all over!
Bai Daoyan was quietly eating, focused on the few green vegetables on his plate.
Suddenly, a glutinous rice ball was picked up with chopsticks, extended to his mouth.
Bai Daoyan glanced sideways.
Bai Zhi’er was standing beside him, her plump, rosy little face upturned, her eyes even bigger than grapes gazing at him.
"Fourth Brother, why don’t you eat any meat? You won’t grow tall without meat, open your mouth, Zhi’er will feed you!"
She held the chopsticks and extended them towards his mouth again.
The Princess Consort Kang beamed: "Daoyan, as a brother, you should let your sister take care of you, just eat it."
Bai Daoyan felt a bit uncomfortable.
He always only had a brother, and suddenly there was a soft, milk-scented little sister at home wanting to feed him meatballs.
Bai Daoyan coughed a few times and tried to soften his voice, fearing to scare the little one in front of him.
"Sister, you eat by yourself, brother is almost full."
Bai Zhi’er refused, throwing her whole little body on his leg: "Fourth Brother, eat it, don’t be courteous with Zhi Bao, there are still plenty on the plate!"
Her little hand shook, and the rice ball on the chopsticks suddenly fell.
With a "plop," the ball fell to the ground.
Bai Zhi’er and Bai Daoyan blinked together, and the air was silent for a second.
The little one immediately picked it up and then tiptoed to place it on Third Brother Bai Yaoyu’s plate.
"This is for Third Brother to eat, Fourth Brother, I’ll get you another one!"
Bai Yaoyu was stunned for a moment, then laughed angrily: "Bai Zhi’er! Isn’t Third Brother’s life a life?"
The little one quickly hid beside Bai Daoyan.
Bai Daoyan chuckled and promptly protected his sister.
"Third Brother, your tone is too harsh. She’s still young; how can you blame her?"
Bai Zhi’er, nestled in Fourth Brother’s arms, blinked her shiny black eyes and nodded: "Yes, Third Brother, if you blow on it, you can still eat it."
Bai Yaoyu’s forehead bulged with a vein of anger.
"Come here, don’t hide in Fourth Brother’s arms, Third Brother will feed you!"