“Brother Heng… Actually, my head doesn’t hurt that much.” Wang Jin murmured, sounding a little guilty.
Hearing this, Yuan Heng raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and gently placed his chin on the top of Wang Jin's head and said, "I know."
"..." The boy on the side stared at the interaction between the two in amazement, and silently moved his foot back to its original position when he was about to step forward.
He was just about to tell the orc that the young master was fine and there was no need to worry...
So he knew... and indulged the little prince in such a spoiled way of crying out in pain...
But the pain in the orc's eyes didn't look like he knew the young master was fine
Could it be...
For him, would he feel uncomfortable and distressed if the young master just cried out "pain"
“Then you…” Wang Jin sat up straight and looked at the man, but he saw deep affection in the man’s light-colored glass eyes.
"The city lord has someone bring you this medicine. You must take it well so that your body will get better. You must not faint like this again."
The man spoke solemnly, as if he was explaining something important, his eyes full of seriousness.
Wang Jin frowned in dissatisfaction and murmured, "But it's so bitter."
A trace of helplessness flashed across Yuan Heng's eyes. He handed the cloth bag in his sleeve to Wang Jin and said, "Take one of these after you finish taking the medicine."
Wang Jin opened the cloth bag and took a look. There were square white particles inside. He didn't know what they were, but it tasted very sweet... a bit like the white sugar in his previous life.
"This is sugar bean. The people there taught me how to make it when I was at Keyuanju."
“…” Wang Jin put away the sugar beans and once again lay in the orc’s arms: “Wait, do you still want to go back to Keyuanju?”
"... Yeah." Yuan Heng responded.
The city lord arranged that place for him, and it would be inappropriate for him to wander around.
Wang Jin curled his knuckles and hugged Yuan Heng tightly, with a look of reluctance on his face.
This was the scene Xining saw when he returned to the room. The two of them were hugging each other tightly, as if they were afraid that someone would separate them...
The face is filled with deep hatred, as if separation is imminent...
"…" Xining's eyebrows twitched uncontrollably, and he said with a twitching mouth: "Okay, if you want to stick around, go back to your attic and stick around!"
The sudden noise startled Wang Jin so much that he quickly stood up from Yuan Heng's arms. Yuan Heng, on the other hand, looked calm, as if he had known Xining had come in.
Wang Jin's face flushed, and he called out to Xining with trembling lips: "Brother... Brother..."
Xining glanced at him unhappily and said, "You make me look like the evil parent who broke you up. Go back quickly. I still want to take a nap. How can I take a nap when you occupy my bed?"
Wang Jin was stunned for a moment, trying to digest Xi Ning's meaning. Finally, his clear eyes were filled with joy as he said, "Brother, do you mean to allow Brother Heng to move in and live in the attic with me?"
Yuan Heng was also stunned. Xining looked at Wang Jin with helplessness in his eyes and said, "If I don't agree, won't you hate me to death?"
"No." Wang Jin hurriedly shook his head, but under Xining's penetrating gaze, Wang Jin looked more and more guilty, and his head slowly lowered.
Xining shook his head and smiled, looking past Wang Jin at Yuan Heng, the smile on his face faded a lot: "This time you move to the attic to live with Yao'er, as a guardian."