Big Brother, Don’t Scold Second Brother

Fan Xian held the sword and smiled bitterly.

After his father entered the room, he put on the most sincere smile and said, "Father, you're home so early?"

Fan Jian nodded and sat down in front of the bed. "There isn't much going on at the Ministry of Revenue at the moment, so I don't need to be there all the time."

After saying this, he handed over an oil paper bag and said, "Steamed buns from Xinfeng Restaurant…these few days, the Third Prince has been studying. Since he's been out for a year, she is keeping a close eye on him. Although he knows the news of your injury, he can't come out at the moment. He only remembers that you like to eat the steamed buns from Xinfeng Restaurant, so he had someone buy them and deliver them to you."