The Miracle Doctor’s Two-Faced Toddler

At dusk, Yu Wan reckoned that the end of Yan Jiuchao should have been dealt with, so she brought the old lady back to the mansion with her wandering.

Yan Jiuchao and the others had just arrived at the courtyard.

Don't look at the old lady who didn't want to leave after shopping, but when she really got home, she curled her mouth again, and complained to her little grandson in aggrieved way: "...your wife almost exhausted me, I have to look at this, and I have to buy that, My old bones have been tossed to pieces by her..."

Yu Wan was stunned, she was wronged! The conscience of heaven and earth! It also depends on who the person who wants to buy is! ! !

Yu Wan has been back to Helian's house for so long, and she has never seen the old lady leave the house. She is still an old lady and doesn't like to go to the streets. It's not surprising when you think about it. After all, the old lady is getting old, and her physical strength is not as good as that of a young man. It's all right, it must be very difficult for her to push the road.

In the end, Yu Wan found out that she was wrong.

Woo, why did she go shopping with the old lady? Wouldn't it be better if I knew earlier that I would go to the Gu Temple for incense?

The old lady dragged Yan Jiuchao to complain, what she said was a hype.

Yu Wan's little face was blackened into charcoal.

The old lady hugged Yan Jiuchao's arm, and glanced at Yu Wan resentfully: "Ugly grandson-in-law!"

Yu Wan frowned instantly.

What ugly granddaughter-in-law? I am your dear...beautiful granddaughter!

Yan Jiuchao gently coaxed: "My wife, can you take care of me?"

"For your sake, I'll take care of it!" The old lady raised her chin, and asked the servants to bring the seventeen or eight loads of things she bought, and went back to the house in a mighty manner.

Yu Wan raised her sore arm and threw herself into her husband's arms: "It hurts to death."

The old lady was shopping in front, and she was carrying in the back. Farming was not so tiring.

Yan Jiuchao patted the seeds on her little head, and it was rare that he didn't bully her: "Go back to the room and rub it for you."

Yu Wan nodded aggrievedly: "Yes!"

"cough!"

Helian Beiming coughed from behind.

Yu Wan straightened up, turned around with Yan Jiuchao and looked at him.

Helian Beiming's injury has almost healed, and his complexion is rosy. Although he has been in prison all night, but he looks calm and composed on his brows, it seems that he has not suffered, nor is he worried.

Helian Beiming said seriously: "Come to my yard, I have something to ask you."

Yu Wan's cautious heart skipped a beat, what should come is still here, they will have to pay the price for their concealment.

When she first entered Nanzhao, Helian Beiming asked her to confess her identity and the purpose of entering the imperial capital. She said everything else, except two things: the holy object and the son-in-law.

Helian Beiming was arrested and imprisoned for harboring the prince of Yancheng. It was only after he was imprisoned that there were rumors that the son-in-law was the King of Yan. The two of them verified the truth of the rumor.

Zuo has already admitted it once in front of the Nanzhao monarch, so it doesn't hurt to admit it again.

study.

Helian Beiming really asked about the son-in-law: "...is it really your father?"

"Don't uncle know?" Yan Jiuchao asked.

"How would I know?"

"Didn't Uncle hold back the troops this time, didn't he get the order from the son-in-law?"

Helian Beiming choked for a moment, how could this guy even guess this?

That's right, half an hour before he was announced to the palace, he received a letter from his son-in-law, saying that no matter what the king summoned him to ask, he should not rush to argue.

He didn't have much contact with the son-in-law, and it could even be said that he had no personal relationship. To be honest, he was a little hesitant when the son-in-law suddenly sent him such a letter.

But when he was summoned by the monarch, he chose to believe what the son-in-law said, and he couldn't explain why he trusted a man who might be his political enemy.

Later in prison, he heard that the son-in-law was King Yan.

It is believable that the consort didn't say anything.

Therefore, he was the last one to hear the news.

And he wasn't sure if the so-called "news" was true.

"It's true." Yan Jiuchao said.

Helian Beiming gasped, suddenly not knowing what to say.

After murmuring for a while, he finally recovered his voice: "You...you...you...you too..."

He looked at Yu Wan.

Yu Wan said in a low voice: "Yes, I know too."

Helian Beiming's chest heaved up and down: "How can you keep it from me about such an important matter? It's okay to keep it from before, but now you know that you are from the Helian family, and you still hide it from me?! Do you know how big a mess I almost made?"

They are their own, their nieces and sons-in-law, they cannot be killed...

Helian Beiming silently recited it seventeen or eight times in his heart, barely suppressed his anger, looked at the two of them sharply and said: "You still have me as an uncle in your heart, so let me speak clearly here today. , what else did you hide from me?"

"Do you have to say it?" Yu Wan asked with her head hanging down.

Is there really something to hide from him? ! !

Helian Beiming was almost so angry that smoke rose from his head: "Be honest! Don't hide anything!"

"Oh." Yu Wan pursed her lips and said, "The holy thing is in my hands."

Helian Beiming: "..."

Helian Beiming: "!!!"

What did this girl say?

The sacred object stolen from Nanzhao is actually in her hands?

How did she get it? !

"Don't blame me. The sacred object was actually stolen very early. The lady just kept it a secret. The rumors leaked in the rivers and lakes, and someone looted it. I was more unlucky. When I was running for my life, the sacred object was thrown into the basket. "

Bad luck?

Such a bad luck, can you give the lady a good fight?

My niece, my niece, my niece, I can't be beaten to death...

Helian Beiming silently recited another seventeen or eight sentences, took a deep breath, and found that his voice was trembling: "What, what else?"

"Xiaobao is calling you." Yan Jiuchao suddenly said to Yu Wan.

"Is there?" Yu Wan raised her head in a daze.

"Yes." Yan Jiu said without changing his face.

"Oh, uncle, I'll go there first, and I'll talk to you about the sacred objects later." After Yu Wan finished speaking, she turned to look for Xiaobao.

Helian Beiming's eyes fell on Yan Jiuchao's face: "You too..."

He wanted to say, you go too, let me digest and digest alone.

Unexpectedly, Yan Jiuchao interrupted the conversation.

"Awan is the little princess, and her mother is the Empress of Nanzhao."

Helian Beiming rolled his eyes and passed out!

The moon is dark and the wind is high.

Shura turned off the lights and set off to carry out this mission.

He was going to assassinate a man.

To make sure everything was safe, Nan Gongli repeatedly checked the other party's information with him, and even showed him the portrait.

The little princess and the great emperor Ji's eyebrows and eyes are very similar, Nan Gongli told him not to kill the wrong one.

Hmph, he's not a fool, how could he kill wrongly?

Shura went to kill.

This is not Shura's first time to kill someone, it's nothing to be afraid of, it's just a pinch and the other's neck is broken.

In the Helian Mansion, the dead soldiers and guards stood ready in the dark night.

Shura swished past a dead man.

The dead did not find out.

Shura swiped back from his side again, and stuck out his tongue at him.

Slightly slightly.

The dead man was still not found.

Shura rolled his eyes boredly, turned around and sneaked into the mansion.

He first went to Qixia Garden.

The old man and the others fainted from time to time in response to his appearance, but now they are quite calm.

The old man continued to meditate.

Yue Hook continued to practice boxing.

The rest of the people didn't know what to fool around for, only Ah Wei sat in the yard, earnestly refining Gu worms.

Shura put his hips on his hips and stared at everyone.

I'm here to-

"Here we come." Ah Wei said, pointing to the pot beside him, "It's cooked, it's almost cold, it's ready to drink, give me the water bag."

Haw~

Shura, who came to kill, swallowed, and obediently handed over the baby bottle.

Shura grabbed the baby bottle and sat back on the threshold.

The little milk friend is not here.

Drink so lonely.

Huh?

wrong!

He's coming to-

"Are you here?" Yu Wan came out of the small kitchen with a bowl of medicine, touched Shura's forehead, and when it was no longer hot, she withdrew her hand, "It's just right, I drank the medicine."

Shura clutched the small feeding bottle, gurgling and turning his back.

don't drink.

"What are you going to do without medicine?"

kill.

Shura raised his eyes to look at Yu Wan, who looked at him seriously, he obediently took the medicine bowl, held his nose and drank it all in one go.

Well, now it's finally time to kill.

Shura handed her the medicine bowl and returned the small milk bottle to her.

From now on, he will not come again.

After killing this person, he has nothing to do with this place.

He is a Shura with a bottom line.

He can't kill someone else's people and come to suck their goat milk.

farewell.

Holding an invisible butcher's knife, Shura went to Wutong Garden with a sad expression.

The night wind blew his loose hair, and he looked like a ghost walking in the world.

When passing by the main house, the old lady rushed out and threw him on the steps: "Cow eggs—"

Shocked Shura: "..."

Thank you for your rewards and monthly tickets, thank you for the only baby in this life, the little black eggs have a new cloak to keep out the wind and rain~