章 419: Cold Draught

"Why do I have to leave with Father?"

Zhuang Zhuang was unhappily lifted onto the horse by Jiang Danhe. He looked at Xiaoguo sadly, hoping that she could save him.

"You still want to rest? You must have forgotten your books."

Jiang Danhe patted his head gently.

Zhuang Zhuang sighed. "Although… but…"

"Alright…" Xiaoguo walked over and touched his face. She said softly, "You've rested for so many days. Study hard when you get there, understand? Mother will pick you up in a few days."

"Yes!"

Zhuang Zhuang nodded obediently and stopped whining.

Jiang Danhe looked at Xiaoguo and let out a silent sigh.

The mother only had to say one line, as compared to his long and windy coaxing. That was definitely preferential treatment.

"Let's go."

"When you get there, don't forget to write to me."