"Little fellow, this matter is very serious. Don't cause any more trouble," Jiang Ying said sternly and even reached out to pull the child to a corner. He thought the child was just making trouble.
Yu Junjin's eyes reddened and he said tearily, "No, this medicine really works!"
'I just want to help Father, but no one believes me…'
Feng Yili coughed again at this moment. Blood could be seen on the corners of his lips. He looked up with great difficulty and saw the little bun curled up in the corner of the carriage.
The little bun's face was wet with tears, and he looked very pitiful.
Feng Yili took a deep breath and softened his tone as he said, "Jiang Ying, send this child back to his mother. Remember, don't let the Twelfth Prince find him."
