An Ning woke up again, and the first thing she saw was An Youyou’s tear-filled eyes, "Mother, you’re awake?"

An Ning frowned.

She had completely forgotten how she fainted.

"Mother, your fever is so severe, why didn’t you say anything? What if you just die like this?" An Youyou started crying again.

An Ning hadn’t expected it to be this serious.

She tried to move her body to get up.

"Mother, don’t move. I asked the guard Lin to make some medicine for you, you should take it first," An Youyou said with a serious face.

"Medicine prepared by you?" An Ning asked.

"Yes." An Youyou nodded.

An Ning felt somewhat relieved.

After raising An Youyou for so many years, it seemed like it wasn’t in vain.

Meanwhile.

An Ning saw Lin Zichan handing her the prepared medicine.

"Help me sit up a little," An Ning tried again, but felt weak and light.

An Youyou quickly took the medicine bowl from Lin Zichan’s hands, "Guard Lin, help my mother, please."

Lin Zichan pressed his lips together.

Slowly, he crouched down and helped her up.

An Ning was truly exhausted.

After being helped up, she leaned weakly against Lin Zichan’s shoulder.

Lin Zichan froze, his body stiff, not moving.

An Youyou carefully fed An Ning the medicine, asking, "Mother, would you like some wild rabbit soup?"

An Ning could smell the scent of meat from the temple.

She thought she was hallucinating.

"The wild rabbit soup cooked by guard Lin is really delicious," An Youyou quickly added.

"So... when your mother was seriously ill, you still had the mood to drink soup." An Ning glared at An Youyou.

Someone also had the mood to make soup!

"But I also took my mother’s pulse; she won’t die," An Youyou retorted.

"..." An Ning was speechless.

"I’ll get some soup for Mother." With that, An Youyou clumsily prepared a bowl of soup.

Perhaps she was hungry.

Eating it tasted really fragrant.

"Is it good?"

"Good." An Ning nodded, casually asked, "When did you learn to cook?"

The tone was casual, as if she was familiar with him long ago.

Lin Zichan’s eyes slightly moved, "I didn’t learn. Just tried it out by chance, and it worked."

"..." Is he showing off?!

"There’s also roasted rabbit meat, do you want some?" An Youyou asked after seeing An Ning drank the soup.

"No, I want to sleep for a while." An Ning actually didn’t have much appetite.

And, people with fevers shouldn’t eat roasted meat.

"Then rest for a bit." An Youyou said with concern, "The guard Lin just mentioned that we’ll continue our journey once you’re better."

An Ning’s eyes slightly moved.

Lin Zichan had already carefully laid her back on the ground.

Using someone’s clothes, he even placed a pillow under her.

So that she could sleep a bit more comfortably.

"Haven’t Guan Yu and the others arrived yet?" An Ning asked.

"We marked the path, if they see it, they’ll be here soon," Lin Zichan replied.

"Alright."

An Ning closed her eyes.

Fevers easily make one drowsy, and the medicine An Youyou gave her contained a sedative.

An Ning quickly fell asleep. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶

An Youyou’s little hand kept feeling An Ning’s forehead.

Why hasn’t the fever gone down yet?!

"Cold..." An Ning suddenly murmured.

An Youyou didn’t hear clearly, quickly bent down to put her ear near An Ning’s mouth.

"So cold..."

"Cold?" Understanding this, An Youyou rapidly turned to Lin Zichan, "My mother said she’s cold, what should we do?"

"I’ll make the fire bigger," Lin Zichan said.

"Okay."

The fire was very large.

An Youyou felt her little face was burning red.

But An Ning continued saying, "Cold..."

Her body was even shivering.

"Guard Lin, can you make the fire bigger again? Mother still says she’s cold."

"..." Make it bigger, and the house will burn down.

Lin Zichan hesitated for a moment.

He directly walked towards An Ning and embraced her tightly.

An Youyou’s eyes widened.

Even though she was young and didn’t quite understand the differences between men and women.

But seeing her mother and guard Lin like this... Father would be furious, right?!

At that moment, An Youyou even noticed her mother actively snuggling into Lin Zichan’s embrace, her hands even slipped inside Lin Zichan’s clothes, as if she finally found warmth and kept getting closer to the heat source.

An Youyou turned her flushed face sideways.

Such a dilemma.

Clearly feeling that her mother and guard Lin shouldn’t be like this, but yet not wanting them to be apart.