After seeing Widow Xie and Hu Dacheng off, Ji Huan returned to find Dabao propped up, craning his neck to peer outside.
When he saw Ji Huan appear at the doorway of the east room, he ducked his little head and quickly lay flat. His attempt at feigning ignorance couldn't have been more obvious.
'He's only been on mandatory bed rest for half a day, and he's already this impatient?'
Ji Huan walked over and tapped him on the forehead.
"You better behave. This sprain might not be serious, but it's the same leg you broke before. If you're not careful…"
Ji Huan's eyes darted about. Deciding to scare him a little, she deliberately made the situation sound worse than it was.
"If you're not careful, you might never get out of bed or walk again. Then, no matter where I go, you won't be able to come. You'll just have to lie in this room all by yourself, watching wistfully, just like you were doing a moment ago."
Dabao's dark eyes froze in place, and his small body went ramrod straight.
