The face of the grandson?
Ruyan was taken aback when she heard this, and looked up. The little boy lying on the bed really did resemble Crown Prince Fu Yuesheng, like a miniature version.
She walked up to them and teased, "Brother Crown Prince, since when are you afraid of medicine?"
"Ruyan?!"
Crown Prince Fu Yuesheng exclaimed, hardly able to believe that it was actually Ji Ruyan standing before him.
Since the war broke out in the Dongbei area, he had sent a message to the Sky Poison Country, hoping Ruyan would ask the State Preceptor to send some reinforcements.
If the reinforcements had been dispatched two months earlier, the Dongbei area wouldn't have been lost.
It was all just fate.
Ruyan smiled gently and stepped forward, saying, "It's me. Why do you look like you've seen a ghost? Were you too surprised, or are you scared?"
"Nonsense! You're not a ghost; what do I have to be scared of!"
