The sickly little one was adopted by a wealthy foreigner and became a favorite.

So the task was given to Morin again.

But for the first time, Maureen hesitated.

He had survived countless battles and narrowly escaped death by His Majesty's side. He was the strongest adjutant, but he lacked the confidence to take care of such a fragile child.

After all, Maureen is still single and has no experience raising children.

When he saw His Majesty taking care of the little prince, his role was limited to providing atmosphere; he didn't even dare to pick up the little prince.

Seeing this, the minister beside him shook his head and said to Morin:

"We'll teach you."

Morin was originally considered an elite, but he was hopelessly inept when it came to childcare. When he saw the little guy the next day, he couldn't help but say:

Why don't the cubs cover their bellies while sleeping? Won't they catch a cold?

Today it happened to be Helena's turn to take care of the child. When she heard Maureen speak, she immediately handed over the important task of taking care of the baby to Maureen.

Morin and the tiny cub stared at each other silently.

Helena asked with some doubt, "Aren't you tired of holding him like that?"

Mo Zhan stammered, "I...I dare not move..."

Helena had no choice but to bring the baby back and casually put it in her handbag.

That little handbag is just the right size to use as a bed for the little one.

Seeing this, Morin seemed to have a flash of inspiration and turned around to personally customize a small house for the little guy, which was completely scaled down and had all the furniture and beds.

Helena was surprised: "I didn't know you had this skill."

Morin modestly replied, "I did it myself in my spare time."

Seeing that the cub really liked it, circling the little house and chattering away, Morin got excited and made him a little airship.

This was quite a development; Morin suddenly became the number one in the cubs' hearts.

She is listed alongside her father.

The little guy tugged at Morin's sleeve and then pulled his fingers, trying to lead him into his new room.

But Morin couldn't get in.

So the cub cried out and stood on tiptoe to make Morin squat down.

Then the little guy was finally able to reach Morin's face and gave Morin a big kiss on the cheek.

Winston, who had just entered: ...

The others following behind: ...

Maureen suddenly felt that her career was in jeopardy.

What to do?!

I should have known better than to try so hard to impress him!

Morin stood there dumbfounded, not daring to touch the spot where the young prince had just kissed him, and could only lower his head in fear:

"Your Majesty, I... I only built a small house for the young prince. He was just happy and that's why... I'm sure I'm not as close to the child as you are to him."

Winston's face darkened further.

Maureen kept poking at Winston's sore spots.

Winston has never been kissed on the cheek by a cub before! He never expected this to happen, and he was even betrayed by his own lieutenant.

Morin returned dejectedly, and with Winston issuing a transfer order, he was immediately sent to the border to guard for six months.

Morin was on the verge of tears. He returned to report, and the other ministers looked at him for a long time, unable to say anything, only saying to him:

"You're a good boy..."

"Yes, you've helped us with the experiments. It's not good to get too close to His Highness. We will remember your kindness."

Morin, a perfectly good adjutant, just left like that.

In fact, Winston had spent so much time with Maureen, he knew Maureen's character all too well.

Morin's name is definitely just what it sounds like; he simply wants to share the burden with the young prince.

Unfortunately, the Winston family are all extremely jealous and can't stand their cubs being close to others.

Helena teased them, but Winston didn't realize that his behavior was jealousy.

He simply felt that since he was the one who gave birth to and raised the child, the child should be closest to him.

They are the family members who are connected even if their bones are broken, and whose souls resonate with each other.

After seeing that his father had chased Morin away, the cub still looked unhappy and had no choice but to open the door of his little house and invite his father to come in (which meant sticking out a little finger to visit the house).

Kaylan also insisted on going in, otherwise he would accuse the cubs of favoritism...

In the end, as the group argued, they accidentally crushed the little house with their fingers...

Cub: QQ (raises its teary eyes)

Everyone else: !!!

And so, Morin, who had just received the transfer order, rushed back.

Go back and repair the house for the cubs.

However, the little guy hadn't lived in his beloved little house for long before he quickly grew back to the size of a two- or three-year-old.

The doctor came to examine him and said that Winston's power was inside him, so it was normal for his condition to be unstable.

But when the cub opened its eyes again, those originally bright and clear eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, or had lost their luster.

Unable to see anything, he could only sit quietly in the chair, like a fragile doll.

Upon seeing this, Winston's heart clenched.

The doctor examined the cub's body again and said to Winston:

"His Highness's body is perfectly normal, all his vital signs are good, and there are no injuries. His sudden blindness is a side effect of consuming your blood."

"It will get better after a while."

But how could parents willingly accept seeing their children suffer like this?

Winston couldn't help but ask, "How long will it take to heal?"

The doctor shook his head: "At the shortest, a week; at the longest... a year or two."

Winston was unwilling for the little guy to pay such a price.

He even began to wonder if he was a good father, since he couldn't even protect his child from getting hurt.

Looking at the bewildered child, Winston felt as if all his previous dictatorship and arrogance had been crushed.

He stared blankly at the cub, wondering if the little guy would be alright if he had a mother.

Just as Winston was in a panic, Helena came over.

She came to the cub and held out her hand for the cub to hold.

The little guy finally felt a little more at ease.

"Dad... Dad..."

The little guy can finally speak.

His voice was very soft, and seemed to carry a hint of uncertainty.

But that voice was enough to make Winston look up.

"dad……"

The little one is still calling out, like a lost baby elephant looking for its parents, or a fledgling calling for its parents.

It is every child's instinct to depend on their parents.

This call from blood was enough to make Winston lift his head from his confusion.

He approached the cub and met the little guy's lifeless eyes.

After a long silence, Winston finally spoke apologetically:

"I'm sorry, it's all Dad's fault. Dad didn't give you a healthy body..."

Winston seemed to want to apologize to the black crow in another timeline, saying, "I'm sorry I made you so sick, made you suffer so much, and didn't give you a strong body..."

No matter the circumstances, family members who truly care about their child will only choose to show compassion and respect at this moment.

They even kept looking for their own problems:

Is it because he hasn't given his child enough?

True family members would never, like human traffickers or those with whom a family has a deep-seated grudge, brutally attack a child's body, leaving the child's already broken heart riddled with holes.

Only those who constantly demand things from their children will be critical and never satisfied.

They are also negating themselves.

The cub is doing well now and has never suffered since he was with his father.

Winston realized he was actually crying when he thought about it.

Is it sadness or relief?

Winston didn't know either.

The child, feeling a warm tear fall onto his hand, couldn't help but ask:

"Dad, is it raining?"