"The prince's hamstrings and bones have been damaged for many years and need to be slowly recuperated. He can only go down the ground to practice walking after a year or two. During this period, you must not go down the ground in a hurry, nor should you hurt your legs..."

Seeing that Old Man Jian and Prince An gradually calmed down, Chen Qiong spoke up for advice.

"Thank you for your concern. Yiheng remembers that when your legs recover, Yiheng will kowtow to the master again!"

Prince An said to Chen Qiong with tears in his eyes.

"Mr. Chen is just following the orders of his master!"

Chen Qiong was not proud of his contributions, nor did he say polite words, but just smiled and answered truthfully.

"Miss and Master Chen both thank you, and you must remember such a great kindness in your heart!"

Seeing that Prince An forgot his ancestor, Old Man Jian turned around and gave serious advice with red eyes.

"Yes, my son remembers it in his heart and dare not forget each other in this life."

Prince An immediately looked serious, with almost pious piety assurance.

"The prince has a good rest, and he will be able to pass on the message if he has something to do."

Seeing Prince An with a tired face, Chen Qiong walked out after saying that.

"Master Chen is easy to leave!"

Prince An, who was walking on the bed, could only watch Chen Qiong go out.

"The prince is resting so hard, I will take my leave first!"

"Thank you, Master Yuankong!"

"You are kind to you, Prince!"

Master Yuankong, who had applied medicine for Prince An and wrapped his legs, was thinking about what he had just learned, and as he said that, Xiaopin immediately hurriedly chased him out.

It made Old Man Jian very dissatisfied, but he had no choice but to do anything!

"You have a nap!"

Seeing that Prince An looked tired, Old Man Jian couldn't help but persuade him, and his tone was rarely a bit of kindness.

"My son dares not sleep..."

Prince An, who was full of light, stared at Old Man Jian and shook his head slightly, and his eyes turned red again after saying that.

"Don't think too much. Master Chen said that your legs are fine. You just need to take care of them. After a year or two, you can walk down the ground."

Old Man Jian was both happy and grateful, so he comforted the Prince of Comfort.

"Father……"

Suddenly, Prince An called out, making Old Man Jian feel inexplicably sad and want to cry.

"My son dared not sleep, for fear of waking up and returning to the past when he woke up."

"My son is even more afraid that this is just a dream!"

"I woke up from my dream, my son is the disabled person who is surviving!"

"Heng'er..."

Prince An's words made Old Man Jian completely break the defense, and he could no longer help but burst into tears.

He raised his foot and slowly sat on the edge of the bed, held Prince An's hand tightly, and stared at Prince An with tears in his eyes.

"It's my father who is sorry for you..."

"You have suffered all these years of sin."

"But everything will be fine!"

Old Man Jian said while crying, stretching out his hand to touch Prince An's head, his movements were gentle and full of fatherly love, which shows that he really loves this son.

"Father doesn't have to blame himself..."

"Maybe, this is my son's life!"

As he said that, Prince An's expression calmed down and his eyes returned to his former indifference.

However, if you look closely, you will find that under the cold emotions of your eyes, there is a tiny light flashing, like a butterfly about to break out of your cocoon. Just waiting for the time to come, you will be able to change perfectly!

"Some things are destined, and my father is powerless, but your legs..."

As he said that, Old Man Jian couldn't continue.

"It is important to take good care of your body first. Close your eyes and sleep for a while, and stay here for your father."

Seeing that Prince An was pale, Old Man Jian changed the subject.

Hu Fang, who was about to come in to serve at the door, heard Old Man Jian’s words and retreated and stood still.

"Dad doesn't have to do this..."

"Go to sleep! Everything will be fine when you wake up!"

Knowing that Old Man Jian felt guilty, Prince An couldn't bear to let him suffer like this, and wanted to persuade him for a few words, but Old Man Jian was firm.

So, the tired Prince An finally slowly closed his eyes!

Old Man Jian sat quietly beside the bed and stared at him, and tears fell again as he looked at him.

Prince An had already breathed calmly, and seemed to be extremely sleepy, so he fell asleep as soon as he closed his eyes.

"I was the one who harmed you!"

"You have suffered so many years!"

"Father, I'm sorry to you...my son..."

"But God bless you, I met the lady..."

"You will never have to suffer again!"

Inside the house, Old Man Jian stared at the sleeping Prince An and whispered in a low voice.

That kind of self-blame and guilt makes people feel sad!

However, in the end he was still happy!

When Hu Fang, who was outside the house, heard Old Man Jian’s words, remembered the pain Prince An had suffered over the years, and also lowered his head and started to cry.

However, when I remembered that his master could stand up after he could not help but be happy.

So, he cried and laughed while laughing, and it looked a bit abnormal from a distance!

...

"Cousin...Cousin..."

As soon as the ancestors arrived at the gate of Shangyun Sect’s mansion, they got off the carriage and a timid voice sounded from the side corner.

Then, a young man with wrinkled robe, messy hair, and timid and uneasy moved carefully toward this side.

He took two or three small steps and then took five or six steps forward and a little pause. Obviously, he was very uneasy inside!

Stop completely at about two feet away from the ancestor, and then look up carefully.

He is Sun Yanyu, the youngest son of the Song clan!

However, the ancestor didn't know him, but he saw him when he first came, but he had forgotten him a long time ago.

"It's Sun Yanyu's cousin's son!"

Liangchen stepped forward and whispered to remind the ancestor, which reminded him of who he was.

Although Liangchen's voice was small, Sun Yanyu still heard it, which made him even more uneasy.

"Cousin, I...I..."

Sun Yanyu, who had been brave enough, met the ancestor's eyes that had no emotional fluctuations but were extremely transparent and clean, and his mind suddenly became confused and forgot what to say.

The sudden embarrassment made him look ashamed and then lowered his head in annoyance.

Jing Zhaoze, who was beside him, frowned slightly, and was displeased.

But the ancestor didn't say anything, so he patiently wanted to see what Sun Yanyu was going to do.

"This young master, if you have something to do, you might as well go in and talk."

Seeing that he was standing outside the gate and Sun Yanyu had no malice, Xie Huaqing spoke up to remind him.

In fact, he didn't want his ancestor to be tired or to be watched!

"No, I will leave after saying a few words to my cousin!"

Xie Huaqing's kindness made Sun Yanyu muster up the courage to speak up again.

After saying this to Xie Huaqing, he stared at the calm ancestor again.

"First of all, I apologize to my cousin for my mother!"

As he said that, he bent down to the ancestor to compile and compile it all the way to the end.

Then he slowly stood up, looked up and stared at the ancestor.
To be continued...