The Miracle Doctor’s Two-Faced Toddler

It had been less than half an hour since the three little guys fell asleep. The three of them were lying in Yan Jiuchao's arms, with their little heads resting on his arms and chest, and their little hands were tugging at the hem of his clothes. tears.

"Little Lord."

Uncle Wan stepped into the house, "It's almost dawn, take the young master back to the house, and you can go and rest for a while."

Tired all night, and it's not made of iron, it's time to rest.

Without saying anything, Yan Jiuchao took the three little ones back to his house and put them on a soft bed. He used to sleep on a hard bed, but the three little ones loved soft beds. Although they didn't often come to his place, He is always ready.

The three little guys left their father's arms suddenly, and rolled uncomfortably until the three brothers were tightly pressed together, and then they curled up and fell asleep.

Yan Jiuchao has never seen too many children, so I don't know if other people's sleeping positions are also in this extremely insecure sleeping position.

"Young master?" Uncle Wan reminded him to rest.

Yan Jiuchao's eyes fell on the three sleeping little guys, and said lightly: "They are mischievous and mischievous, and they are skinny. I think it is their mother and child who are suffering."

Uncle Wan understood what he meant. He used to think so too, but now it seems that it is not the four mothers and children who are suffering, but the three young sons.

Growing up next to a woman who was not his own mother, it would be deceiving to say it well, and he refused to speak when he was two years old. He almost thought they were pigs when he heard them laughing and screaming at Yu's house. Born dumb.

Why all this? Who knows what they have suffered?

"I got them all back, and I won't suffer any more in the future." Uncle Wan said with relief.

"I am someone who is going to die." Yan Jiuchao said.

Uncle Wan's eyes just stared, can we not pour cold water at this time? He's quite old, isn't it easy? What's more, how could anyone curse himself like that?

Uncle Wan suppressed his anger, and said earnestly, "What did the young master say..."

"Twenty-five, there are still two years left, but they can't even wait for these two years." Yan Jiuchao interrupted Uncle Wan.

Uncle Wan was dumbfounded.

He knew about this matter the night before the concubine married into Xiao's family. If Xiao Zhenting hadn't desperately found a pill to protect his heart, the young master, let alone twenty-five, would have gone there when he was eight years old. up.

The young master has endured what he shouldn't have at his age, and so has King Yan.

Yan Jiuchao continued: "I don't care who is plotting against me. After so many years, there are still fewer people who want me to die? Will I not be living in a plot?"

Uncle Wan was even more speechless.

Eight-year-old eats poison in meals, and nine-year-old poisonous insects crawl out of bedding... Ten-year-old, eleven-year-old, every year there is fright, every year there is horror.

After the age of seventeen, the young master grew up, and this kind of situation became rare.

Yan Jiuchao said: "But I can't die, at least I can't die so easily. If I can hinder their eyes for a day, it will only hinder their eyes for a day. If I am not happy, no one else will be happy!"

"Young master..." Uncle Wan felt pain in his heart.

"I used to think so." Yan Jiuchao's tone softened, and he glanced at the three sleeping buns, "Not now."

Uncle Wan's eyes lit up, you finally figured it out, decided to cheer up, treat your illness well, and live well?

Yan Jiuchao said: "If I want to die, I have to drag everyone to die together!"

Uncle Wan froze at the corner of his mouth: "..."

Yan Jiuchao tucked up the quilts for the three little guys, his father's gentleness flashed in his eyes, but his expression was almost crazy: "If they are all dead, the capital will be clean."

...

Yan Jiuchao had two powerful dark guards by his side. This matter was not a secret in the capital. After all, Yan Shaozhu's yin people were all bright and upright, so his dark guards couldn't really be so dark.

But on this day, the hidden guard named Ying Liu disobeyed Young Master Yan and was fined several hundred by Yan Young Master, and he might have to spend the next month in his room.

Naturally, Ying Liu couldn't really be beaten, he went to Gongcheng quietly, he wanted to find out what happened to Yan Ruyu three years ago, and from whom did she get Yan Jiuchao's three child.

It is impossible to say that they did not investigate Yan Ruyu, but that was in Xuzhou, Xuzhou seemed to have been carefully "cleaned up", and what they found was what others wanted them to know.

Now, Gongcheng broke into their field of vision, and Gongcheng should have been "cleaned up" easily, but it would not be as thorough as Xuzhou, after all, no one expected that Yan Jiuchao would find out Gongcheng.

As long as they don't startle the snake, Ying Liu may be able to catch a leak in Gongcheng.

"Young master." After lunch, Ying Shisan came to the study.

Yan Jiuchao was looking at the toy that the craftsman made for the three little milk bags——Kong Mingsuo, when he heard Ying Shisan's voice, he hummed lightly: "What's the matter?"

Ying Thirteen felt that it was funny for a big man like Young Master to play with such a small toy, cleared his throat, and said: "Ying Liu has already set off, Miss Yan, young master, do you need to comfort me? "

"What are you doing to appease her?" Yan Jiuchao asked casually.

Ying Thirteen said: "We can't let her find out that the young master suspects her love, the young master is trying to trick her, let's coax her first!"

Yan Jiuchao glanced at Ying Shisan indifferently: "It's the young master's attention to her that makes people suspicious."

Ying Thirteen choked suddenly.

That's right, how did he forget about his young master's pissing nature? If he really shows his courtesy to a woman for nothing, that's what can scare people to death.

The meeting with Ms. Yan yesterday was begged by Yan Congming by using "Eighteen Skills of Martial Arts" and "Brilliant Tongue". The young master "coincidentally" returned home, and in front of his son, it was not easy to touch their "grandfather" face.

If you are still rushing to give Yan Ruyu a face today, it will be unreasonable.

But why, he always felt that it was not because of this that the young master ignored Yan Ruyu? The young master is actually too lazy to talk to me!

Obviously he should pretend to be a grandson, but he is still a heavenly king. If he is dragged like this, there is no one else!

Yan Jiuchao suddenly pointed to the two wine jars on the table: "Send these wines to Yan's residence."

"Didn't you say you don't want to talk to Yan Ruyu?" Ying Shisan asked with a dark face.

Yan Jiuchao hummed faintly: "Who said it was given to her?"

Ying Shisan was taken aback: "Who is that for?"

"Young Master! Young Master!" A servant came to Mrs. Yan's yard excitedly, but he was a male, so the woman guarding the gate stopped him.

The little servant said angrily: "What are you stopping me for? Call the young master out quickly! The shadow guards from the young master's mansion have come! They have sent two jars of wine to our young master!"

In fear of Yan Ruyu's assassination, Yan Xie hid in his old lady's yard. Hearing what the young servant said, he rushed over in a daze: "What did you say? The Young Master's Mansion brought me wine?"

The servant and You Rong said: "Yes! Master! The shadow guards sent it in person!"

Where did the boy have a chance to recognize Ying Shisan? It was Ying Thirteen who reported his family name.

"Ying, shadow guards? Young Master Yan's personal guard?" The two hidden guards are both named Ying, no matter which one, they are all young master Yan's confidants after all, why would Yan Jiuchao's confidants give him wine? ?

"The shadow guard...didn't say anything?" Yan Xie stammered and asked.

The boy's eyes lit up and he said, "I told you! Young Master Yan asked him to give it to me!"

"Master Yan asked someone to bring wine to my eldest brother?" The news quickly spread to Yan Ruyu's yard. Yan Ruyu had a hangover and drank hangover soup, but she was still a little dizzy. After asking this sentence, her head hurt again up.

Caiqin said truthfully, "Ewha said so."

Lihua is a maid in Mrs. Yan's courtyard, and she and Caiqin are from the same village.

"Do you know what kind of wine is sent?" Yan Ruyu asked.

Caiqin shook her head.

"Forget it, it's not important." Yan Ruyu rubbed her aching head and muttered, "Why did the young master give my elder brother wine? Didn't he always look down on my elder brother?"

Mother Lin said: "Perhaps it was last night that the young master... fell in love with Miss?"

Yan Ruyu thoughtfully said: "You mean, he has taken a fancy to me and started to please my family? Then he should start with my parents."

Her father visited him last night, this gift should be returned to her father no matter what.

Yan Ruyu frowned and said, "No matter how I think about it, I feel that this matter is strange."

Mother Lin smiled: "Miss, you are too worried. The young master lost his father since he was a child, and his mother remarried again. There is no adult around him to teach him. How can he know how to be considerate of etiquette? It shows that he has intentions if he can give a gift." , As for who to give it to, Miss doesn't have to care."

Yan Ruyu knew that what Lin's mother said was not unreasonable, but she just couldn't be happy in her heart. On the contrary, she became more and more uneasy: "Tell me, could it be that I said something when I was drunk last night? He suspected..."

"Miss." Mother Lin winked in time.

Yan Ruyu glanced at the servants in the room, and swallowed the words that came to her throat.