The Miracle Doctor’s Two-Faced Toddler

The Xu family mansion.

Xu Chengxuan's injuries have healed, and during the period of recuperation, he was about to be free from fleas, and finally able to walk around in the ground, he immediately went to his father's yard.

"Where's my father?" Xu Chengxuan didn't see Xu Shao in the wing room.

The servant who cleaned up the house said: "If you go back to the young master, the master has gone to the study."

"The study." Xu Chengxuan turned around and went out, striding to the study.

However, he was still in vain, the study was empty, and Xu Shao didn't know where he went.

Xu Chengxuan entered Xu Shao's study.

If you say that the study room is considered an important part of Xu's house, ordinary people are not allowed to come in and out at will, but who made Xu Chengxuan his only legitimate son? He was deeply loved by the old lady and Concubine Xu Xian.

Xu Chengxuan had been lying on the bed for a long time, and he didn't like to sit. He wandered around in the study, and when he passed by the desk, he glanced casually, and saw a piece of letterhead under the scroll.

"What?" He picked it up curiously.

"What are you doing in my study?"

Xu Shao's deep voice suddenly sounded behind him, Xu Chengxuan was startled, and turned around in astonishment.

Xu Shao stepped in front of him, took the letterhead in his hand, folded it and put it back on the table.

Seeing his father's unhappy expression, Xu Chengxuan hurriedly pointed his fingers and said, "I swear I didn't see anything!"

Xu Shao glanced at him gravely: "What are you doing if you're not recuperating in the room?"

Xu Chengxuan pursed his lips and said: "Heal my wounds and heal my wounds, I know all day long that let me recuperate, I've already recovered!"

Xu Shao ignored him, walked around the desk, and put the letterhead that had just been folded into the drawer.

Xu Chengxuan looked at it calmly, and said seriously: "Father, my injury has healed, can I go out? I haven't been to Tianxiang Tower for a long time, I want to go for a walk."

After hearing this, Xu Shao said, "You still have the face to go out? Do you know how much loss Tianxianglou has suffered because of you?"

Xu Chengxuan couldn't refute that the source of Tianxianglou's misfortune was that he shielded Chef Yang, and he admitted that it was his fault. He never expected that the Yu family's backstage would be so strong, even the relationship with the Young Master's Mansion. If he had known, he would have pushed Chef Yang out to let the Yu family deal with it.

However, he doesn't think everything is his fault.

At least, losing to Zuixianju in the God of Cooking competition is not his problem.

He murmured: "I told you not to come to the capital. How happy is it to stay in Xuzhou? The Elder Master has to come here to buy Tianxianglou. I don't think Tianxianglou makes much money. Why don't we stay in Xuzhou again?" Open up a sea freight!"

Xuzhou is near the sea, and there are many sea businesses, each of which is a huge fortune.

Xu Shao glanced at his son coldly: "When is it your turn to comment on family affairs? If you have nothing to do, just go back to the yard and study! Don't go out and cause trouble!"

"I want to see my cousin." Xu Chengxuan said stubbornly.

"Say it again?" Xu Shaoyu threatened.

Xu Chengxuan suppressed his fear, straightened his waist and said, "I just want to see my cousin!"

"You!" Xu Shao raised his hand.

"Old lady, why are you here?"

A servant's voice of greeting came from outside the study.

Xu Shao's slap fell.

Xu Chengxuan was secretly happy.

Mrs. Xu walked into the study with a cane: "Xuan'er!"

Xu Chengxuan threw himself into Mrs. Xu's arms, and said coquettishly: "Grandma, I want to find my cousin."

"Are you recovered from your injury? You don't even come to pay my respects." Mrs. Xu said angrily.

Xu Chengxuan smiled and said: "I'm going to greet you, so you can tell dad to let me go out of the house, I haven't been to my cousin's house for a long time!"

"Okay, okay, you go, you go!" Mrs. Xu loved her grandson the most, and she agreed as soon as her forehead got hot.

Xu Shao was not easy to refute, and with a sullen face, he watched Mrs. Xu take Xu Chengxuan away.

Xu Chengxuan went to the old lady's courtyard to sit for a while, then got up and went to the prince's residence. Adult princes would move out of the palace, and only the prince could stay in the east palace. After setting up a mansion outside, everyone is eager to return to the palace, because once they move back to the palace, it means that they have the qualifications of the crown prince and will soon inherit the great rule.

"The crown prince must belong to my cousin!"

After Xu Chengxuan said it firmly, he jumped off the carriage and entered the mansion.

During this period of time, Xu Chengxuan was locked at home and didn't know much about the major events that happened in the capital. He only heard that the Second Prince had accepted a case, but he didn't know whose case it was.

"Cousin!" Xu Chengxuan saw Yan Huaijing who was playing chess with Jun Changan in the gazebo, his face darkened, "Why are you playing chess with him? His chess skills are so bad!"

Jun Chang'an smiled lightly, put down the sunspot in his hand, stood up, and gave Xu Chengxuan his seat.

Xu Chengxuan sat down happily.

"Have you recovered?" Yan Huaijing asked.

"Okay, okay! Thank you cousin for remembering!" Mr. Xu, who is vicious and vicious in the vulva, is like a good young master in front of Yan Huaijing.

Yan Huaijing said: "I heard that my uncle is ill. I was just talking about when to go see him." Xu Shao was invited over for tea in the afternoon. I will visit again in the next day.

Xu Chengxuan didn't know about this, so he said puzzledly: "Is my father sick? Who did you listen to? He was fine just now, and he still has an appointment in the afternoon!"

Appointment? Yan Huaijing paused the hand holding the chess piece.

Jun Changan glanced at Xu Chengxuan.

Yan Huaijing said in a normal tone, "Did you remember wrongly?"

Xu Chengxuan patted his chest and said: "Impossible! I saw his letter! Youshi, Zizhupo of Old Xiguan Temple, I will never remember it wrong!"

Xu Chengxuan sat in the Prince's Mansion for a while, and returned home after dinner.

After he left, Jun Changan came over: "Your Highness, Mr. Xu is clearly lying. He made an appointment with you long ago, but changed his mind suddenly. Do you need me to check?"

Yan Huaijing thought for a while: "...No need, he is my uncle, I will check him, how can I let my mother and concubine deal with herself? It's not an important matter here, I can drink tea any day."

Xu Shao went out.

The Old Xiguan Temple is an abandoned temple located on the top of Zizhu Mountain. After crossing the top of the mountain and heading north all the way, you will arrive at a lush Zizhu forest.

The place is already deserted.

Xu Shao stopped the carriage at the foot of Zizhu Mountain and walked to Zizhu Forest on foot.

In the forest, the person who asked to meet him wore a curtain and had been waiting for a long time.

Xu Shao looked at the burning figure and said, "Didn't I say that we should not meet in private?"

Hearing his voice, the woman turned around slowly, lifted the tulle of the curtain, revealing a face that was astonished as a heavenly being, if it wasn't Yan Ruyu, who was it?

...

"Young Master! This is the place!"

Ying Liu jumped off the carriage, opened the curtain, and helped Yan Jiuchao down.

Yan Jiuchao had been ill all the way, and taking medicine still didn't improve. He was wearing a thick fox fur cloak, and he was dressed in the harsh winter. His pale face was astonishingly white in the night.

Ying Thirteen parked the carriage aside, stepped forward and knocked on the door.

crunch——

The door was opened, and a young servant came out, his eyes swept back and forth on several people, and he was weakly startled when he saw Yan Jiuchao.

When did such a good-looking person come to Gongcheng...

Ying Shisan took a step sideways, blocking his sight with his burly figure: "Is your master there?"

The boy was frightened by Ying Shisan's aura, and nodded in a daze: "Yes, yes, you... who are you? What can I do with my master?"

Ying Liu opened his mouth and said: "Tell your master, when Prince Wang is here, he will understand."

Wang Gongzi is a pseudonym that Ying Liu randomly picks up.

The servant didn't dare to be negligent, closed the door, and hurried to find his master. Sure enough, not long after, a middle-aged man with a fat figure greeted him politely: "Young Master? Is it really Wang Gongzi?"

The middle-aged man, surnamed Zheng, is a local businessman. He can’t make a lot of money by doing a small business, but he can’t be hungry. His son committed a crime in his early years and was arrested by the government and exiled to the mine to work as a coolie.

The mine is heavily guarded and there are many checkpoints. It is difficult to bring a grown man out without being alarmed.

But Ying Liu told Prince Wang that he has a friend who is very good at lightness kung fu, as long as he is willing to tell the truth, he will help him rescue his son.

"Prince Wang!" Mr. Zheng stepped forward to hold Ying Liu's hand as if he had seen a savior, and then he saw the noble young man beside Ying Liu.

Having lived to such an advanced age, Mr. Zheng has seen countless people, but he has never seen such a handsome young man, but... his body is a little weak, and his face is pale enough.

"My son, his surname is... and his surname..." Ying Liu suddenly lost his mind and couldn't figure out another surname. Just as he was about to say "also surnamed Wang", Yan Jiuchao said flatly, "My surname is Yu."

Ying Thirteen whistled.

"Young Master Yu, please come in!" Master Zheng made a gesture of invitation, and then looked at Ying Shisan, "This is..."

"Xiao Wang's brother." Ying Shisan took advantage of it.

"Ranking eighth." Ying Liu said not to be outdone.

Master Zheng was taken aback, Wang... Ba?

...

Master Zheng invited Yan Jiuchao and his party into the house, and the dead men led by Yan Jiuchao hid in the dark, and would rescue Master Zheng's son if necessary, but the premise must be that Master Zheng unreservedly explained the details of the year .

"I've already told the little prince about the house, and I also drew the portrait for him from memory, so hurry up and rescue my son!" Master Zheng said.

Yan Jiuchao said unhurriedly: "Don't worry, you can go back to the past and see if there are any mistakes."

Mr. Zheng said in his heart, you are not in a hurry, I am in a hurry, my son is working as a coolie in the mine, and he may be beaten to death at any time!

Mr. Zheng wanted to get angry, but he could tell that this group of people was not easy to provoke, especially this sick young man, who looked sickly, but gave the impression that he was more dangerous and frightening than that burly bastard.

"Then let's start with the first time I met that woman four years ago... That woman came to buy a house. My family's ancestral house happened to be for sale. Once the middleman made a connection, the business was completed. The person who came forward at that time was A man."

Yan Jiuchao spread out Xu Shao's portrait: "Please confirm again, is it him?"

"It's him." Mr. Zheng said, "I have drawn more portraits than I did. I actually only saw the two of them when I bought the house, but the woman's appearance was so amazing that I couldn't forget it for a while, so I even took it with me. They both remembered."

Although he only had a face-to-face meeting, Mr. Zheng could tell that the man took good care of the woman. After Mr. Zheng sold the house, he moved to a new house, but he had a rice shop near the old house.

He occasionally goes to the rice shop to take care of business, and sometimes, he can hear the movement in the old house.

A few months later, a baby was crying from the old house. Mr. Zheng thought that the wife must have given birth. The crying lasted intermittently for five or six months, and he never heard it again. When moving away, I accidentally bumped into the woman going out with her belly outstretched.

The woman was veiled, but he recognized it nonetheless.

The woman didn't notice him, and passed by his rice shop with a servant woman.

"The child should have died young." Master Zheng said regretfully.

A few days later, there was a baby crying again in the old house. Mr. Zheng was very puzzled at that time. He was the father of six children, and he was quite familiar with the belly of a pregnant woman. In his opinion, a woman's pregnant belly would never exceed After seven months, she was born?

"Premature?" Yan Jiuchao asked.

Mr. Zheng nodded: "I guess so. The child's crying was also very weak. After a heavy rain, I didn't hear the crying again. Maybe it was because of the wind and cold, so I didn't get through it. It's not yet full moon. It's a pity gone."

In this way, it can explain why the two columbaria are one large and one small.

Yan Jiuchao tapped lightly on the table a few times: "This information is not very useful to me. If you want to save your son, you have to provide more valuable information."

"Ah?" Master Zheng was stunned.

Ying Shisan said: "Didn't you hear what my young...young master said?"

"May I have the guts to ask, who is that lady's Mr. Yu?" Mr. Zheng asked.

Ying Shisan said coldly: "It's none of your business, you just need to answer my young master's words, the mine is not a place for people to stay, and those who are exiled there are all death row prisoners, and they don't even remember if they are killed. One more day of delay will put your son at more risk, then don't just wait for us to collect the corpse."

"I, I, I...I want to! I just want to!" Mr. Zheng broke into a layer of cold sweat, stood up, and paced back and forth nervously in the room. It's just two meetings, and the rest is guessed based on the voice he heard, now let him think about more information, where can he think about it? !

Yan Jiuchao reminded: "For example, the people around her, did she bring her own servants, or did she hire another servant from the local area?"

"I remembered! There is indeed one!" Master Zheng said excitedly, "but I didn't see it with my own eyes. I heard from the wife of the rice shop that there was a foreigner with a big belly. Someone fainted at the back door of her house, and her servants carried the girl in, and then the girl stayed at her house, does this count?"

"When did it happen?" Yan Jiuchao asked.

"It happened not long after her second child passed away." Master Zheng said.

Ying Liu asked Yan Jiuchao in a low voice: "Young master, could that pregnant woman be the young master's biological mother?"

Yan Jiuchao tightened his fingers: "What does that foreigner look like?"

Mr. Zheng said: "I haven't seen it before, but I heard from the clerk's wife that the foreigner is in a state of embarrassment, as if he came from begging all the way. That lady is so kind that she even took in a beggar."

Kindness? I'm afraid there are other plans! Thinking that the young sons might live a life of begging with their biological mother in the womb, Ying Liu felt a little uncomfortable.

"You haven't seen what people look like, so it's useless to say it?" Ying Shisan rolled his eyes.

Master Zheng scratched his head.

Yan Jiuchao said again: "How long has that foreigner lived?"

"I don't know." The rice shop was opened at the back door of the old house, but most of the time, people in the house came in and out through the front door.

"Who lives in your old house now?" Yan Jiuchao asked.

"No one, two years ago, after the lady moved out, the house has been empty." Mr. Zheng said.

Yan Jiuchao paused: "Go and see the old house."

At night, a group of people went down to the old house under the leadership of Mr. Zheng. The door of the old house was locked. Ying Shisan effortlessly pried open the copper lock.

"Go in!" Ying Shisan scolded.

Mr. Zheng bravely entered the house, pointed to a row of side rooms and said: "This is the main room, this is the warm pavilion, this is the study, and that is the stove room..."

Yan Jiuchao winked at Yingliu and Yingliu, and they searched the house.

"Master! There is a secret compartment under the bed in the wing room. This is something found in the secret compartment!" Ying Liu walked over with a small dusty box in his arms.

Yan Jiuchao: "Open it."

Ying Liu squatted down, put the small box on the ground, and unscrewed the copper lock with his bare hands. There were some women's clothes in the box. Looking at the pile of tattered clothes, it definitely didn't look like what Yan Ruyu was wearing.

"It belongs to that girl!" Ying Liu's eyes lit up, and he opened the clothes. On the bottom layer, there was a scroll.

Yan Jiuchao personally took the scroll, pulled the ribbon, and slowly spread it out, revealing the person in the portrait.