He carefully placed the bowl on the table, then took out his handkerchief and carefully wiped the blood on his lips, then wetted them with some water to cool down his lips.
His slender fingers gently pressed both sides of Miaomiao's nose to help the little girl stop the bleeding quickly.
Miaomiao had been frail since she was a child. Looking at the bright red blood, she felt that her nose was still bleeding, and she couldn't help but feel deeply scared.
Her little hands tugged on Ye Wuyuan's clothes, her nose was pinched and her voice was thick, "Uncle, I lost so much blood. My mother said that those who bleed too much will definitely die.
Am I really not going to die?"
"Am I never going to see my mother again? Wow..."
For a child, how could he understand so much? He felt that his sickly body definitely didn't have that much blood to use.
Maybe she won't survive until my mother comes back.
Ye Wuyuan lowered his eyes and looked at the little girl crying and talking like a child. He couldn't help but say in a loving and gentle voice, "It won't happen for a second. It will only flow a little and it will stop soon."
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"This blood is not needed in the body, so it suddenly flows out to help you become better."
In fact, he was not very good at coaxing children, so he could only awkwardly wipe away the tears for Mi Miao, and kept patting the little girl's back to express comfort.
Fenfenya held her sister's little hand tightly, deliberately making weird faces for Miasui to distract her, "Look at Miasiao! I've turned into a big tiger! Ouch——"
She only glanced at Minutes every second, but there was no relief at all.
Fenfen was so anxious that she didn't know what to do. Suddenly she thought of something, looked at Ye Wuyuan, and urged, "Prince Han, Uncle Prince Han, why don't you perform something for your sister?"
"Singing or dancing, for example. My mother used to do this when my sister and I were sick and uncomfortable!"
Ye Wuyuan frowned, "Singing or dancing? No."
He is King Han and the God of War, and no one has ever dared to ask him to sing or dance. This little kid is so brave.
She looked at him pleadingly and tugged on his sleeve, "Uncle, are you okay?"
Mi Miao also looked at him, with tears falling down. Ye Wuyuan looked at the two cute little kids, and finally softened his heart. He said bravely, "It's only once."
His child still has to be coaxed by himself.
Fortunately, the servants have all retreated, otherwise it would be detrimental to his majesty to see him being manipulated by two children.
He carefully placed Miaomiao on the stool and sat down, "I don't know how to do that, so I will give you a sword dance."
She held her sister's hand and nodded, smiling broadly, "Okay! Thank you, uncle! Don't cry anymore, let's watch the show."
"Yeah." He didn't shed any more tears for a second. He pinched his nose, but all his attention fell on Ye Wuyuan.
Ye Wuyuan took his sword and stood in the center of the courtyard, his body as tall and tall as a jade tree.
With a sound that broke through the air, the two little girls saw a cold light shining in the air, as powerful as a rainbow.
Ye Wuyuan's body movements are agile and elegant, not as soft as water, nor as stiff as rock. The posture of wielding the silver sword is extremely brave, and the wind rises with the sword energy, and the flowers are blown into the breeze.
He picked up the flower petals with the tip of his sword, and wrote and walked in the invisible air as if he were painting. His graceful and graceful posture simply fascinated Fenfen.
Even for seconds, he was stunned and opened his mouth unconsciously. He was completely attracted by Ye Wuyuan and no longer cried because of the nosebleed.
The expressions of the two little girls only said one sentence: Wow, daddy is so awesome!
After the dance, Ye Wuyuan neatly sheathed his sword and clearly walked in front of the two sisters, but the petals behind him were still flying and falling gracefully.
He raised his head every second and stared at Ye Wuyuan dumbfounded, his eyes filled with brilliance.
Although...but Zha Daddy's black clothes and pink petals look so good!
In this way, he looks like a handsome man who walked out of the little book my mother once read!
Seeing that the two little guys were dumbfounded, Ye Wuyuan couldn't help but pinched their little faces lovingly and tenderly, "Why are you in a daze?"
Then, he stared at Mi Miao and rubbed her head with his gentle palm, "Look, the bleeding has stopped now."
I was subdued by Ye Wuyuan's sword dance in seconds, and listening to his doting voice, the little seed buried deep in my heart seemed to break out of the ground and sprout.
She had never been so cared for and cherished by a "father". At this moment, she felt from the bottom of her heart that maybe having a father would be a good thing.
And it seems that the scumbag dad is not as bad as she imagined.
She reached out and touched her nose blankly, and belatedly discovered that the bleeding had really stopped. Then she suddenly came back to her senses and smiled excitedly, "There is really no bleeding anymore!"
"I won't die in a second, and I can still see my mother!"
Fenfenfang also quickly and carefully checked his sister's physical condition.
Seeing that Miaomiao was really not bleeding anymore, she immediately felt relieved, "That's great, great, it'll be fine in Miaomiao. Thank you, Uncle Han!"
"You don't have to say thank you." Ye Wuyuan immediately became close to the two children. Even his uncle was particularly nice. It would be better if he called him daddy.
With a smile on his face, he glanced at the blood in the bowl from the corner of his eye, and suddenly frowned without any trace.
The blood was almost dry. If he wanted to take the opportunity to shed blood and recognize his relatives, he had to separate the two children first. Otherwise, if they found him, they would think he was strange and Sheng Niannian would know about it.
Ye Wuyuan looked at the two of them with a smile and said, "The dinner has been used up, shall I send you back to your room to rest?"
Daddy wants to send them back to their room?
No, no, my brother is still inside. If daddy goes in now, won’t he find everything?
The two little ones were a little nervous for a moment. Fenfen quickly took Miasou's hand and shook his head and said, "No, Uncle Han has been playing with us for a long time today. I can take my sister back."
Miaomiao also quickly agreed with Miaomiao, "Yes, I'm not bleeding anymore. It's okay. Uncle, let's go and do his own business first."
Ye Wuyuan did not force it, "Then I will take you to the door."
He held a little cute baby in each hand, and the three of them walked towards the room.
As soon as Ye Wuyuan opened the door, Fenfen rushed in with lightning speed, and pulled Mianciao into the house along with him.
The two sisters quickly half-closed the door, raised their heads and smiled sweetly at Ye Wuyuan in a tacit understanding, "Uncle King Han will send it here, thank you!"
Before Ye Wuyuan could reply, the two little girls closed the door with a bang.
Ye Wuyuan was silently rejected, and then he couldn't help but laugh. These two little guys were really...
He turned around, quickly returned to the table, took the seconds of blood he had just collected, and strode out of Luo Garden.
Walking around the corner, Ye Wuyuan snapped his fingers in the air, and Ye Qing instantly appeared in front of him like a ghost.
"What are your orders, Your Majesty?"
Ye Wuyuan was holding the bowl, the gentle smile on his handsome face had long since disappeared, and his eyes were heavy.
"Keep an eye on Luo Yuan. I suspect that there is something shady hidden in this courtyard -"