Chapter 75: I was injured, and for the first time someone gave me medicine

"I can, I'm strong, I can do anything." Jia Chuan couldn't react, he just spoke up.

He gets along well with them, but his father and mother do not support his association with them; however, being an only child, he left them no choice.

But if he wants to help the youngest, the family would never agree.

The youngest is not just a prince; he is the son of the current emperor. Although his father is the Minister of War, he cannot manage the emperor's household affairs.

"I can do dirty work, no no no, I can do anything, I don't mind, anything goes."

Zhang Cunwen naturally raised his hand, his eyes shining, looking ready to go all out.

For the youngest, he can do anything, even empty chamber pots…

Hmm! That can also be endured.

Ning Hanmo looked at his mother, "Mother."

He didn't say anything else; his mother had said that they didn't need to thank each other because they were the closest people in the world, mother and son.

Jiang Yunchu smiled, glanced at several people, then looked toward Ning Qiancheng.

"They all say that, what do you think?"

This little guy is already six, but looking at him, he's half a head shorter than our Ning Hanmo, not to mention he's all skin and bones.

No matter what, he is still the emperor's son, a prince.

His life is worse than that of a servant.

She knew he was injured, and she knew it was Consort Cao who hit him, but…

"Princess Consort, can you really do that?" Ning Qiancheng wasn't one of those few; he understood the importance.

Among these five children, the most mature is not Ning Hanmo, nor the eldest Jia Chuan, but the youngest Ning Qiancheng.

Adversity makes people grow; he is like wild grass, seizing any chance to live, growing wildly.

Jiang Yunchu took his hand and directly brought him out of the room; then, in the sunset's light, she reached out her hand to Bai Zhi.

Bai Zhi placed a bottle of medicine in her hand; this was the ointment the Princess Consort had specially instructed to bring when leaving the Wang Fu.

Jiang Yunchu pulled up his sleeve, seeing those red streaks—some had broken the skin, tinged with blood, others were just swollen, line after line.

It made several boys' eyes inexplicably turn red.

"Do you want it?" Jiang Yunchu's voice was very calm, without the children's anger or anyone's excitement.

Born into royalty, this is not something he can choose.

But having endured it, his standing is not something ordinary people can compare to.

Ning Qiancheng nodded, "I want to, but I can't cause you trouble."

The one applying the ointment to him, Jiang Yunchu, raised her head and looked at this sensible child.

It's hard to imagine he's among the spoiled elite.

As to why the five spoiled elites can't go to school, she seemed to sense something fishy.

Are the kids really just mischievous? Is it really just because of Zhang Cunwen? Is it really because they're uncarvable rotten wood?

I'm afraid…

No.

"I like your first half, not your second half." Jiang Yunchu smiled; that smile seemed to embrace everything.

Embracing darkness, embracing schemes, embracing harm, embracing reluctance, embracing kindness…

"What?" Zhang Cunwen couldn't help but speak up.

How could he not understand?

"I want to." Ning Qiancheng's eyes lit up, and he blurted it out.

Jiang Yunchu lowered his two sleeves, then nodded, "Okay, I know."

Ning Hanmo glanced indifferently; his own eyes must have been blind before, otherwise how could he have bullied his mother so?

Mother is so good, so good.

He used to always want to bully her, but the more he interacted, the more he could feel Jiang Yunchu's warmth, feel her all-encompassing heart.

"Here, the ointment is for you; the wounds elsewhere on his body are yours to handle. The coarse cloth clothes are already prepared; you two change and then come out."

The ointment was handed to Ning Hanmo by Jiang Yunchu, then she looked at the other two, "You… do what you just said count?"

"It counts, it counts."

The two people, like chicks pecking rice, kept nodding their heads nonstop.

They can't change the youngest's situation; if the Princess Consort's intervention could change it, they'd willingly do whatever she asked.

"Change your clothes, turn right out the door, at the hundred-meter spot I'll wait for you." Jiang Yunchu nodded and walked straight away.

Jia Chuan and Zhang Cunwen quickly nodded, then suddenly realized, "Ning Eldest, will your mother help?"

They were preparing to sell themselves to save the youngest, but they also needed to know the truth.

Ning Hanmo finally showed a smile, "My mother has always kept her word."

Whatever she said, whether good or bad, has always been carried out.

She said she wouldn't give food, and really didn't give food to anyone…

She said to eat pig slop… uh… just ask Kang Wen and Kang Wu and you'll know.

"Fine, then I'll do it." Zhang Cunwen didn't wait; he immediately found a room, went in to change into coarse cloth clothes, full of fighting spirit, and rushed out regardless of anyone.

Jia Chuan, waiting nearby, only managed to stretch out his hand; before he could speak, he saw a shadow dash off…

Him!

This idiot!

When Ning Hanmo applied medicine to Ning Qiancheng, seeing his body covered in whip marks, yet when applying the ointment, the youngest didn't utter a sound.

"Does it hurt?" he asked softly, as if fearing that a louder voice would make the youngest feel pain.

Ning Qiancheng smiled, "Big brother, do you know? I'm injured, and for the first time someone put medicine on me."

His mouth corners were smiling, his eyes sparkling bright; feeling the pain on his body turn into a cool sensation, he thought the previous pain was all worth it.

"Why didn't you say before?" Ning Hanmo slowly applied medicine, speaking the words from his heart.

They all knew the youngest's days were not easy, but they never knew that the youngest lived such a life.

He didn't know.

It's ridiculous that the youngest still always calls him big brother!

He doesn't know anything at all!

Ning Qiancheng sat up, "I said it, just adding to everyone's worries—what can you guys do?"

"Go fight back?"

"Go scold back?"

"Or do something else?"

He had long known the warmth and coldness of human relations, thus he especially cherished these four brothers; the royal brotherhood was merely a joke, but these four brothers truly treated him well.

So...

His situation cannot be spoken of, and even needs to be concealed; otherwise they would worry, act impulsively, and affect their future.

If it weren't for the father emperor's oral decree, even if he could leave the palace he wouldn't come out; he tried to hide these injuries, but it was of no use.

"I..." Ning Hanmo realized how foolish his former self was.

He always thought he was protecting the brothers, but his protection was so cheap, so cheap that when the brothers got injured he didn't even know.

Only now did he realize it was the youngest who was protecting him.