Zhang Zong fell asleep again. This time he didn't know how long he had slept. When he woke up again, he found that candles were lit in the room and it was pitch black outside the window. Wan'er curled up like a kitten and slept soundly. There were some food on the table next to him. It seemed that it was prepared for him, but there was no longer any heat.

Seeing Wan'er sleeping so well, Zhang Zong did not wake her up, but he felt very thirsty at this time, and there was a kettle on the table beside the bed, so Zhang Zong reached out and wanted to take the kettle over, but his arms were not long enough to reach it at all.

In desperation, Zhang Zong had to reach out and support his body to sit up. Compared to the last time he woke up, he felt much better this time and had a little more strength on his body, so he tried to sit up.

However, Zhang Zong obviously overestimated his physical condition. When he tried to support his body with both hands, he suddenly felt weak and fell on the bed again, almost knocking his head to the head of the bed.

Zhang Zong also woke Wan'er up. When she saw Zhang Zong's appearance, she jumped up and held him, and then said with a heartache: "Why don't you call me when you wake up? I'll do anything if I have anything to do."

"I wanted to drink some water, but I saw that you were sleeping so well, so I wanted to do it myself, but I didn't expect that I still didn't have the strength." Zhang Zong smiled helplessly at this time. He didn't want to wake Wan'er, but he didn't expect that he still woke her up.

When Wan'er heard that Zhang Zong was going to drink water, she immediately poured Zhang Zong a glass of water and fed him a little bit. After Zhang Zong finished drinking the water, Wan'er spoke again: "Are you hungry, are you going to cook some food for you?"

"No, aren't the food on the table ready-made? Just heat it up." Zhang Zong said with a smile. After drinking the water, he felt that his whole body was much more energetic and he was indeed hungry.

"No, these foods were made yesterday afternoon. I thought the young master would wake up after sleeping for a while, but I didn't expect that after sleeping for so long, these foods were no longer fresh. I'll make new ones for the young master!" Wan'er shook her head, then she gently helped Zhang Zong to the bed and lay down, then cleaned the food on the table, took it to the kitchen to start cooking again.

At this time, Zhang Zong heard a sound of making updates from outside, which made him realize that it was already early in the morning and it was probably going to dawn in a while. The last time he woke up was yesterday afternoon, and it seemed that he had slept for most of the day.

After a while, Wan'er walked in with a bowl of lean meat porridge that exuded the fragrance, and then gently blew it on and fed Zhang Zong again for dinner. Zhang Zong also felt that the bowl of porridge was particularly fragrant. After one bowl, he actually wanted to eat it. This surprised Wan'er and served another bowl, but this time Zhang Zong only ate half a bowl and couldn't eat it.

Holding his slightly swelling belly, he also sweated a little on his forehead, but it made Zhang Zong feel very comfortable and a feeling of indescribable relaxation. He even wanted to go downstairs and walk around. However, considering the failure of trying to sit up by himself just now, he still gave up this idea. After all, the illness was like a slimming of silk, and his body could not be fully recovered in a short time.

Wan'er also took a hot towel and wiped off the sweat from Zhang Zong's forehead. At this time, Zhang Zong also thought about what he wanted to ask before he fell asleep, so he asked again: "Wan'er, did there be many people visit me when I was sick?"

"Yes, the princess, the eldest princess, the prince and his wife have all come, and... and even the princess has come a few times, and they cry every time." Wan'er also showed a sad look on her face when she said to Ning'er.

"Ning'er... how is she doing now?" Zhang Zong also looked a little depressed when he heard this. Although he felt that Ning'er came to visit him several times, unfortunately he couldn't speak at all, and he couldn't even open his eyes, and he couldn't even look at her.

"Princess...she..." Wan'er seemed a little hesitant when she mentioned Ning Er.

"What's wrong? Did something happen to Ning'er?" Zhang Zong immediately asked worriedly when he saw Wan'er's expression.

"No, young master, don't think about it all. Princess is very good. In fact, when the young master was just sick, the princess even had to live at home to take care of the young master himself, but in the end she was forcibly taken away by the eldest princess, after all..."

When Wan'er said this, she didn't know what to say, and Zhang Zong also understood what she meant. She was now the prince consort given by the emperor, while Wan'er was a girl who had not yet come out of the boudoir. If she lived in her home and took care of herself, not to mention what the palace would think, her reputation would be greatly affected, and she would not want to get married in the future.

"Later, although I was not aware of the illness, I could feel that she had visited me several times?" Zhang Zong sighed and asked again.

Seeing that Zhang Zong understood what he meant, Wan'er was relieved and then said again: "Although the eldest princess is unwilling, the princess has visited the prince many times. When she visited the prince for the last time, the princess said she wanted to pray for the prince herself, so... so..."

"So what?" Zhang Zong asked anxiously again when he heard this.

Seeing Zhang Zong's anxious look, Wan'er couldn't help but sigh, and then explained again: "The princess decided to become a monk and be a female crown, pray for the young master himself to bless the young master to recover from his illness in the morning. This was actually a few days ago. I didn't expect that the young master's illness would actually be relieved."

When Zhang Zong heard that Ning'er actually became a female Taoist priest for becoming a monk, he felt ache. Although it was common for women to become a monk in the Tang Dynasty, especially aristocratic women. Many people would become female Taoist priests before getting married and return to secular life when they were about to get married, they usually pray for their close relatives’ family. Ning'er was able to become a monk and act as a Taoist priest for herself, which obviously also showed her affection for herself.

"The prince came again yesterday afternoon, and told me that the prince was copying the scriptures for the prince himself, and I also told the prince that the prince had woken up and his condition was relieved. I guess the prince would definitely be very happy to hear the matter when he learned about it." Wan'er continued to preach.

"Ning'er..." Zhang Zong was also choked when he heard this. Ning'er was very affectionate with him. He could feel this, but unfortunately they were unable to be together, and Zhang Zong could not repay her affection.

Seeing Zhang Zong’s grief, Wan'er didn’t dare to mention Ning'er anymore. She comforted Zhang Zong for a long time, which made him slowly calm down. In fact, Zhang Zong was not an easy person to be excited, but now he is sick and weak, which makes his feelings fluctuate easily.
Chapter completed!