The Miracle Doctor’s Two-Faced Toddler

The lady let go of her hand, took a deep breath and said: "Of course you are your father's child, but your father left in a hurry and felt guilty for that child, so he will always remember him, and you are by your father's side. When you grow up, your father gave you everything he could, and he has no regrets, so naturally there is no strong concern."

Nangong Li didn't seem to believe it: "Is that so? Why do I always feel..."

The lady interrupted him: "Don't think about it, the ten fingers are still long and short, the palms and backs of the hands are full of flesh, but the flesh of the palms is thicker, it's only your father's fault for favoring one another."

Nangongli was silent.

The lady patted his hand: "It's fine, why do you suddenly start thinking about it?"

"I can't tell. It was obviously not like this earlier, but suddenly..." Nangongli shook her head, "Forget it, I shouldn't doubt my mother so much, please forgive me."

The lady smiled softly, stroked his cheek and said: "You are my son, how can I blame you? The enemy is now, you and I should work together to get through the difficulties in front of us."

Nan Gongli said guiltily: "What mother said is very true."

The female monarch said: "You don't have to doubt your life experience."

Nan Gongli worried: "But father, he lives beside Yan Jiuchao now, he will definitely know who he is soon, when he..."

The lady sneered: "So what if he knows? If he knows, he can abandon our mother and son? Yan Jiuchao is his son, and so are you. Even if he doesn't recognize me, he won't abandon his own flesh and blood."

I don't know if it's Nangongli's illusion. When the mother said this, her expression seemed a bit wrong, but it was only for a moment, and the female gentleman smiled slightly: "It's getting late, you should go back to rest earlier, and keep your spirits up, so that you can get better." Deal with those desperate guys well."

Nan Gongli stood up and bowed: "I will take my leave."

The lady nodded.

Nangong Li turned around and left the room. Everyone had stepped over the threshold, but the lady behind him suddenly stopped him: "Li'er."

"What's wrong, mother?" Nan Gongli turned around.

The lady's eyelashes trembled, and she said in a warm voice: "It's nothing, your sister, you can take care of me a little bit more, the person who can't accept your father's affairs is her, I'm worried that she is too young and ignorant, She came to the door to make trouble again, she is not the opponent of that group."

Is this what mother wants to tell herself?

why does he feel...

Nangongli collected her thoughts and nodded obediently: "I understand, I will keep an eye on her."

"Go." The lady said with a smile.

Nan Gongli withdrew.

He went to his sister's yard.

The lady looked at the figure gradually disappearing into the night, showing a tired expression.

The female monarch has not dreamed for a long time, but this night, as soon as she fell asleep, she fell into a nightmare.

They all say that they think day by day and dream at night. It turned out that Nangongli asked about her life experience. The female monarch thought she would dream of that child, but she dreamed that it was the first time her son-in-law woke up in Nanzhao .

The young son-in-law is handsome and handsome.

The female gentleman has lived for more than ten years and has never seen a man more beautiful than him.

From the first moment she saw him, the lady knew that she would never be able to live without this man.

She did everything possible to get him.

But the first thing he said when he woke up was to ask her coldly: "What do you like about me?"

She jokingly said, "I saw your face, why? No way?"

It was just a joke, she never expected that the son-in-law would take it seriously, he grabbed the hairpin next to the pillow, and slashed down on his flawless face mercilessly!

If she said she was looking for his heart, would he dig out his heart on the spot?

The female gentleman shuddered and sat up from the head of the bed.

She gasped in shock.

The clothes were drenched with cold sweat, and the mattress was sticky.

She raised her hand and wiped the sweat from her forehead.

The female envoy on duty at night heard the movement, and came over holding a lamp: "Your Highness, are you awake? Are you alright?"

The female gentleman's chest seemed to be blocked by a huge stone, she rubbed it uncomfortably, and said, "Pour me a glass of water."

"Yes." The maid put the oil lamp on the table, poured a cup of hot tea, opened the curtain and handed it to the queen.

Nujun reached out to take it, but her hand shook, the teacup fell on the footrest, and the tea splashed wet Nujun's clothes.

This is the queen's fault, but the maid didn't dare to put the burden on her, she plopped down on her knees and said, "Your Highness, forgive me!"

"Where's the son-in-law?" the lady asked tremblingly.

The maid replied: "The son-in-law is in Ziwei Pavilion."

The lady froze for a moment.

That's right, the son-in-law has moved to Ziwei Pavilion and lives next to Yan Jiuchao.

He was snatched away.

Jealousy and unwillingness came like a tidal wave.

The female gentleman's hand on the mattress tightened bit by bit.

Ziwei Pavilion, the son-in-law, Yan Jiuchao, Yu Wan and the three little black eggs just had dinner, because the son-in-law woke up late, the dinner was served late.

This is the son-in-law... Now it's time to call him King Yan.

This was the first time King Yan had a meal with a few juniors. The three little guys ate deliciously, they were not picky eaters, and they didn't lose their temper. They would eat whatever Yu Wan put in their bowls.

When encountering something I don't like, I will inadvertently frown, but I still eat nothing left.

Although King Yan didn't remember the past, but looking at them, he seemed to know what Yan Jiuchao was like when he was a child.

Xiaobao is the most like Yan Jiuchao, no matter in appearance or temperament, of course these Kings of Yan don't know, it was Yu Wan who guessed that Yan Jiuchao was like Xiaobao when he was a child through Uncle Wan's description.

Special ability.

Also love to act like a baby.

And a little stupid.

He can't compare to Dabao in terms of strength, can't compare to Erbao in comparison to Ruanmeng, and of course he is the best in comparison to clinginess.

No, after dinner, Dabao and Erbao asked Fu Ling to take her down to take a bath, but Xiaobao hung on Yu Wan's body and refused to get off.

"Xiao Bao has a headache, Xiao Bao is still not well, cough cough cough!"

While acting like a baby, he coughed hypocritically.

Yu Wan looked at him and murmured: "It's still not good, so I need to take medicine."

"..." Xiaobao came down obediently.

Yu Wan smiled and went to collect the table. This time, she only brought a cook and two maids with her when she entered the house, and Yu Wan would help when she was too busy.

Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, Xiaobao drooped his little head heartbroken.

"Come to Grandpa." King Yan waved at Xiaobao.

Xiaobao doesn't recognize his life, not to mention that he met once when he ran away from home earlier, they are considered friends in need.

Xiaobao walked over briskly, looked at the mask on his face and said, "Why are you wearing this?"

He and Erbao have only spoken for a month, but they can already speak very long sentences.

"Why isn't Xiaobao?" Xiaobao pointed to his face and said.

"You want?" King Yan asked.

Xiaobao nodded.

King Yan raised his hand to take off the mask on his face, but a memory suddenly flashed in his mind: it was the young Nan Gongli, who asked the same question and wanted his mask too, so he took the mask to him, but on the spot Scared the young Nangongli to tears.

The young Nangongli cried so much that she didn't want to get close to him.

Now, he is able to face this sudden memory frankly, but back then, being so feared and disgusted by his own son must have made him feel somewhat uncomfortable.

King Yan didn't want to scare Xiaobao, and he didn't want to feel bad again, so he put his hand down and said to Xiaobao: "If Xiaobao likes it, grandpa will buy one for you tomorrow morning."

Xiao Bao shook his head: "I want this from you."

Yan Wang sighed: "But Grandpa is very ugly, taking off the mask will scare Xiaobao."

Xiaobao's eyes widened, with a "how is that possible" expression?

Even though King Yan was old, he only showed a pair of eyes and a clean chin, which could be called an allure.

Little Treasure doesn't know what is alluring but not alluring, but he also knows that this person is good-looking.

"Xiaobao is the most courageous!" Xiaobao patted his small chest and said.

Children are like this, the more you don't let him see it, the more he wants to see it.

Xiaobao stared curiously at King Yan's mask, looking left and right, wishing he could see a hole.

King Yan hesitated for a moment, but took off the mask anyway.

Xiao Bao saw the scar across the left side of his face, and Xiao Bao's eyes widened.

A flash of panic flashed in King Yan's heart.

It shouldn't be picked.

Still scares the kids.

Just when Yan Wang was in a hurry to put the mask back on, Xiao Bao suddenly stretched out his small hand and touched the scar on his face: "Does it hurt?"

The little hands are soft, and the palms are a little cold after washing them.

King Yan felt his heart was burning.

There was no trace of fear or disgust in Xiaobao's clear eyes.

Xiao Bao moved a small stool, stepped on it, stood on tiptoe, faced his face, and whispered softly: "Hurrah, it doesn't hurt anymore."