The three little heads were not only exquisitely carved, but their features looked as if they were molded from the same mold.
Familiar yet strange.
Jun Moyan could not take his eyes off the three little heads.
Seeing this, Leng Jian immediately waved his hand at the three cute babies.
The three babies looked at each other, and finally, Mu Yanxi was the first to take small steps into the inner room.
Next was Mu Yanxi, and last was Mu Yanli.
"Master, look at the three Young Masters, don't they look a lot like you?"
Looking at the three little ones standing in a row before the couch, their expressions and gazes identical as they stared intently at him, Jun Moyan felt as if something was stuck in his throat, unable to utter a single word.
The four father and sons stared at each other, and time seemed to stand still.
"Dad?"
It wasn't until Mu Yanxi, the most lively and unrestrained of the three, called out that it was as if a spring had been released, and the other two also blurted out the same word, "Dad."
Jun Moyan reacted like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, leaning back strategically, his handsome face dark and sour.
"Throw the three of them out to me!"
"Master..."
"Now, immediately!"
Seeing that Jun Moyan was angry, Leng Jian had no choice but to first take the three Mu Yanli children out of the Study Room.
Outside the Study Room door, seeing the three cute babies standing quietly without a sound, Leng Jian thought they were Sad, so he quickly coaxed them in a low voice.
"Eldest Young Master, Second Young Master, Eldest Young Lady, please don't be Angry at the Master. The Master's health has not been good all these years, so his temper is very bad."
Leng Jian didn't expect the three cute babies to understand, and just as he was thinking of coaxing them to play elsewhere, he heard Mu Yanli ask, "Brother Leng Jian, is Dad about to die?"
Leng Jian choked, and before he could figure out how to answer, he heard Mu Yanxi ask, "Is Dad Angry because we only just returned now?"
Mu Yanxi rolled her eyes, "If it were you, being locked up at home every day and not being allowed to go anywhere, your temper would be worse than his."
The brothers Mu Yanli and Mu Yanxi nodded in sudden realization, "That's right, Dad is so pitiful."
Seeing the three cute babies being so considerate, sensible, and reasonable, Leng Jian's nose suddenly felt extremely sore.
"Eldest Young Master, Second Young Master, Eldest Young Lady, why don't you go play with Young Master Jiang first, okay? I'll go in and Serve the Master to get up."
"Okay, Brother Leng Jian, please take good care of Dad for us."
Watching the cute backs of the three cute babies skipping away, Leng Jian couldn't help but rub his eyes.
In the inner room of the Study Room, Jun Moyan sat on the couch motionless like a stone statue, his inner feelings not as Calm as his outward appearance suggested.
Although he was the only one in the vast Study Room, the clear calls of the three Children seemed to linger around his ears, like a demonic sound that wouldn't cease for a long time.
The every expression and smile of the three Children seemed to remain before his eyes, impossible to shake off.
"Master."
Leng Jian's call brought Jun Moyan back to his senses.
He looked up, his narrow Fox eyes seemingly steeped in frost. "Leng Jian, if you're tired of living, you can just say so. I will certainly grant your wish. If you dare bring irrelevant people into the Prince's Mansion again, believe it or not, I'll chop you up?!"
"Master, the three Young Masters are very concerned about you..."
"Shut up!"
"Master, your Subordinate will Serve you to get up."
Seeing Leng Jian's dejected appearance, Jun Moyan said with a cold face, "Are you showing me a dead face? If you are unwilling to stay in the mansion to Serve me, this Trash, you can leave anytime."
Leng Jian pretended not to hear, picked up the outer garment from the foot of the bed and draped it over Jun Moyan, then lifted Jun Moyan's left arm, preparing to put it into the sleeve, but Jun Moyan blocked him with a sweep of his hand.
"I'll do it myself."
"Oh."
Jun Moyan glared at him with a dark face while quickly putting on the outer garment and buttoning it up.
Seeing that Jun Moyan had put on his clothes, Leng Jian pushed the Wheelchair over and bent down to lift Jun Moyan onto the Wheelchair, but was again waved away by Jun Moyan.
"No need, I'm not that much of a Trash."
Jun Moyan used the strength in his arms to move his body to the edge of the couch, first placing his left leg down, then his right leg, then supporting his upper body with one hand on the edge of the couch and the other gripping the Wheelchair's armrest, slowly moving himself onto the Wheelchair.
This simple set of movements was done by Jun Moyan with extreme slowness and effort, even beads of sweat forming on his forehead and the tip of his nose.
Leng Jian watched this, feeling an indescribable heartache.
His Master, once a young general admired by thousands, riding a spirited horse in fine clothes, capable of taking down ten enemy soldiers with one spear, now found even the act of getting up so difficult. Even an outsider like him felt so distressed, let alone the untold pain and torment the Master must have endured internally, which could not be shared with others.
"Master, Leng Jian was wrong. I won't make you Angry again."
Jun Moyan glanced at him coldly, "Aren't you going to fetch water?"
"Oh, your Subordinate will go right away."
Leng Jian brought warm water for Jun Moyan to quickly wash up, and then brought a bowl of medicinal soup.
Usually, Jun Moyan would only take a couple of sips of the medicinal soup and stop, but today he drank the entire bowl clean.
Leng Jian saw this and rejoiced in his heart.
Bringing the three Young Masters here was the best decision; the Master's appetite has even improved.
However, what Jun Moyan was thinking internally was: I'm finally not that Hungry anymore.
With his hunger satisfied and his thirst quenched, Jun Moyan's complexion looked much better. He was already extremely Handsome, with temples as if cut by a knife, eyebrows like ink paintings, and every feature exquisitely refined, as if all the beauty in the world was gathered in him.
"It's the hour of You. It's not so hot outside anymore. Master, shall your Subordinate accompany you for a stroll in the garden?"
Jun Moyan's brows furrowed and his eyes lowered, making it impossible to discern the emotion in his eyes.
"Have those three things left?"
Leng Jian lied without batting an eye, "Probably. You were so Angry, the three Young Masters were scared stiff, how would they dare stay in the mansion?"
Hmph, they know when to quit.
They were an eyesore, so annoying.
"When is Leng Yue coming back?"
"We haven't received a reply from Xiao Bai yet. It probably won't be soon."
Jun Moyan said no more, allowing Leng Jian to push him out of the Study Room.
Upon exiting the Study Room door, looking at the messy courtyard, Jun Moyan could hardly believe his eyes.
"What are they doing?"
"Oh, the Eldest... I mean, your Subordinate felt that you must be tired of looking at the same scenery every day, so I found craftsmen to renovate the scenery in the courtyard. Oh, yes, the Stone Pavilion you like was kept; it wasn't torn down."
Mu Yanxi had originally said they should tear it down, but upon learning it was the Stone Pavilion Jun Moyan usually liked to stay in, she had it preserved.
Jun Moyan maintained his sour handsome face, but said nothing.
Being confined here like this for ten years was indeed tiresome; tearing it down was fine.
"Hahaha, Uncle Jiang, you lost again! Hurry up and pay!"
From a long distance away from the garden, the clear and pleasant laughter of children could be heard.
Leng Jian cautiously lowered his gaze and indeed saw that the man's face was as black as the bottom of a pot.
Jun Moyan almost ground his teeth, "What is going on? Is this what you meant by them leaving?"
Leng Jian played dumb, "Perhaps they came back?"
Jun Moyan almost crushed the Wheelchair armrest, "Leng Jian, you are finished."
"Your Subordinate failed in his duty, please accept punishment, Master."
"Hmph, you admit it quickly enough. You forfeit this month's Monthly salary."
"Oh."
"The money for remodeling the Prince's Mansion will be deducted from your Monthly salary!"
"Oh."
During their conversation, the Master and Subordinate had already entered the garden.
Second watch~