>"Why don't you find another one? This one is mine!"
After finishing his words, Xiao Rongjun burst into laughter. "Just kidding you,"
A gentleman does not take what others like.
Zou Guangquan felt his heart racing. He thought he'd better go home and take some medicine.
"Master, you insisted on calling for Chirp. What is the reason?"
That's definitely not just a few compliments, right?
Xiao Rongjun closed his eyes, then opened them again, his eyes filled with resignation. "I'll borrow some luck from you, little blessing."
Zou Guangquan didn't understand, and Fu Jiujiu was also a little confused.
"Sir..."
"Come with me." Xiao Rongjun got up, and Zou Guangquan followed with the little dumpling.
Passing through the ornate corridor, twists and turns, I was so lost that even my sense of direction felt confused.
When Zou Guangquan saw that this was an inner courtyard, he stopped and said, "Sir, this is not convenient, is it?"
Xiao Rongjun looked at him and then at the little dumpling, “It’s fine, you can bring the child in.”
After passing through one gate after another, we finally reached a small courtyard.
A woman stood outside pacing back and forth. She spotted them and ran over, "Master, is this the child?"
Xiao Rongjun nodded, "It's her, Zou Guangquan. Lend me your goddaughter."
Zou Guangquan was dumbfounded, thinking to himself, how could he possibly borrow this thing?
The woman squatted down and motioned to the servant beside her to bring over the tray of snacks. She grabbed a handful and put them in the little girl's hands. "Don't be afraid, little one," she said. "These are all for you. Come with me and see your brother inside, okay?"
Fuju didn't understand what was going on either, but in broad daylight they probably wouldn't dare to do anything reckless.
She was afraid that the little boy would expose his identity through the jade pendant, as the magistrate's knowledge would surely be more extensive. Therefore, she didn't dare to bring it over.
She always knew to keep it inside her clothes. If they ever dared to act out of line, she would simply take out the jade pendant.
That's the prince's stuff, it would scare them to death.
"Master, what does this mean?"
Xiao Rongjun gestured for the woman to go in first with the little one, while he sat down at a nearby pavilion with Zou Guangquan.
Fu Jiujiu was led into a small courtyard by a woman. A row of servants stood inside, their eyes looking at him strangely.
"Child, don't be afraid. Go inside and wake up your brother, okay?"
Fu Jiu Jiu looked at the woman and thought, "It's really just a wake-up call. There was no need to call me all the way here."
What else does he say about borrowing good fortune from me.
She also wanted to find out what was going on, so she nodded in agreement.
"Hurry, open the door and let the little girl in."
Fu Jiujiu entered, and didn't close the door. The woman followed in as well.
A young boy lay inside the house, about the same age as his fifth older brother, with his eyes closed.
The woman was clutching a handkerchief and sobbing softly.
Fujujijiu took a deep breath and bravely walked over, gently pushing the boy's arm. The boy didn't move.
He closed his eyes, still breathing, as if asleep.
"Brother, what's wrong?"
The woman sniffed, "Your brother fell off his horse and then passed out. No matter how much we called him, he wouldn't wake up. We even invited many doctors, but it was no use."
"Can I touch him?"
The woman hesitated for a moment, but eventually nodded.
Fu Jiujiu checked his pulse, it was chaotic and weak. If he fell from a horse, it should have been a head-on impact, resulting in brain hemorrhage.
It's a blessing that the person survived.
"We heard you're a lucky star, and we thought maybe if you came, you could wake up this brother of ours."
If it's really that simple, then what do we need doctors for?
But Fujujju can also understand their feelings, probably just like patients going to the wrong doctor when they're sick.
"Has your brother been sleeping for a long time?"
"Well, it's been ten days."
Even the doctors don't know how many have been called, but everyone basically says that they won't wake up for the rest of their lives.
Xiao Rongjun and Mrs. Xiao only had this one precious son, so how could they bear to part with him?
Mrs. Xiao had someone perform a ritual and even invited monks to chant scriptures the other day, but young Master Xiao still hasn't woken up.
Mrs. Xiao had heard about Little Star of Fortune from Mr. Xiao Rong before, so she pestered him to bring Little Star over, wanting her son to be blessed by him and perhaps wake up.
Although the idea is foolish, it has to be said that with Fuju's arrival, Xiao Gongzi had a glimmer of hope for waking up.
"Child, will your older brother wake up?" Madam Xiao looked at the little ball of fluff with hopeful eyes.
She believes in Xiaofuxing's words.
Fu Jiu Jiu sighed, lucky he arrived in time, otherwise this Young Master Xiao would have kicked the bucket tonight.
It's too late to go back and pick up Fifth Brother now.
"If I could, but…"
But what do you say? Just tell me, as long as you can wake up my brother, I'll give you anything, even my life.
Fu Zhuzhu, don't take lives.
But I need to speak with my brother alone. None of you are allowed in.
"This..."
Mrs. Xiao looked at the maid beside her, but the maid shook her head. However, after hesitating for a moment, she still nodded in agreement.
You must have woken up your brother, right?
Fu Jiujiu didn't know what to say. It wasn't a ghost, god, or good fortune that woke up the young man.
It's her skill.
However, it's too early to say for sure.
I want to talk to my brother.
Mrs. Xiao looked at the little dumpling and felt that what she said was probably not understood. Right now, she could only do as she was told.
First published on the Traditional Chinese Novel Network
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