The Miracle Doctor’s Two-Faced Toddler

Hall of Elders.

The seven elders gathered together, and the third elder held a bloody purse in his hand.

This pouch was given to her by Nie Wanrou's mother, and she always wears it on her body. It contains a small packet of spices and some rouge and gouache used by her daughter.

The daughter disappeared, but the purse that belonged to the daughter was found by the guards who cleaned up the scene stained with blood. Who would believe that his daughter was fine?

The third elder held his purse tightly, and asked with glaring eyes: "Elder, what's going on? What happened to Wanrou, the person you sent out?"

The Great Elder retorted: "Speaking of this, I still want to ask you! Do you know who brought those fine works out of the Wen Mansion and out of the Wu Clan? It's your good girl!"

The third elder said sharply: "She is also your grandson-in-law now!"

The Great Elder said indifferently: "So I didn't make trouble for you, and you don't want to push everything on my head!"

The second elder stepped forward and said: "Okay, okay, stop arguing, you two, let's listen to what the guards have to say, come here, call the guards who have met Mrs. Wen!"

Several guards stepped forward respectfully. Among them were the guards of the Wen Mansion, guards of the city, and even those who participated in the arrest.

The guard of the Wen residence said: "Second Madam said she was going back to her natal family, and said that the carriage was filled with small gifts for her natal family."

The city guard said: "Mrs. Wen said that a batch of good goods came from other villages, and she wants to go and see them."

Hearing this, all the elders showed a strange look on their faces, their words didn't match up, they were clearly lying.

But why would she lie?

If it is said that she did this for Wen Xu, I am afraid that no one present will believe it. No one knows the relationship between her and Wen Xu. ?

Could it be...she was kidnapped?

Or is it a trick? Under witchcraft?

Countless speculations flashed through everyone's minds, and even the third elder, who had always trusted his daughter, couldn't help but look serious.

He was confident that his daughter would not be easily threatened as a human being, but it would be a different matter if she fell into a voodoo or witchcraft.

The third elder's eyes fell on the last guard: "What about you? When did you see my daughter?"

The guard said: "Back to the third elder, this subordinate saw Mrs. Wen at the scene where she was killed."

The sound of being killed made the third elder's face change: "Go on!"

"Yes!" The guard bowed his head and said, "When my subordinates saw Mrs. Wen, Mrs. Wen was with the group of people. Mrs. Wen Xu wanted to take Mrs. Wen away... The subordinates planned to rescue Mrs. Wen, but unexpectedly it was too late One step, Mrs. Wen was killed!"

"What?" The third elder's complexion changed.

The guard said loudly: "It was Mr. Wen Xu who killed him! But... that person is not the real Mr. Wen Xu. The subordinates heard him say that his name is Dawa!"

...

After leaving the Elder Hall, the Fifth Elder and the Seventh Elder caught up with the Third Elder.

"Third Elder." Fifth Elder called out.

The third elder stopped in his tracks.

The three of them glanced at the movement around them, making sure that they were not being followed by anyone, and that there were no other people passing by, the third elder said, "What's the matter?"

The Fifth Elder exchanged a look with the Seventh Elder.

"Let's talk about it," said the Seventh Elder.

The fifth chief nodded and asked: "Don't worry too much about Wanrou. As the saying goes, you need to see people when you live, and you need to see corpses when you die. Before you see Wanrou with your own eyes, don't be disheartened."

"Yes, I always believe that auspicious people have their own celestial features," said the Seventh Elder.

The three elders were silent.

Seeing that his expression was not quite right, the two couldn't help saying in unison: "What's wrong?"

"I'm thinking about that fake Wen Xu." The third elder said with gazing eyes.

"Fake Wen Xu?" Fifth Elder frowned.

The third elder said thoughtfully: "On the day when my little grandson was washed for the third time, Wen Xu accompanied Rou'er back to the Nie Mansion. At that time, I found that Wen Xu was not quite the same as before, so I I thought, maybe at that time, or even earlier, Wen Xu had already replaced that man named Dawa."

The fifth elder seemed to have an epiphany: "You say that, it seems to be the case. Since Wen Xu returned to the witch clan, he has frequently opposed the witch queen. At first, he thought he was confused by the vixen, but according to the present Judging from the situation, I'm afraid that Wen Xu was a fake from the beginning."

The Seventh Elder asked, "If that's the case, where is the real Wen Xu?"

The third and fifth elders stopped talking, Wen Xu was not the twelve-year-old Ye Yang, he was full of evil, he was not innocent, if he fell into the hands of those people, it would be a disaster.

But Nie Wanrou was innocent, why did they kill her too?

The fifth elder was filled with righteous indignation: "They let His Highness Yeyang go. They thought they still had a little conscience, but now it seems that they are not as good as beasts!"

The third elder still did not speak.

The scene of being killed by that half-dead soldier a few hours ago came to his mind, it was that fake Wen Xu... begging someone to let him go.

...

Deep courtyard.

Dawa fetched a basin of hot water, brought it into the second wife's room, and wiped her face and hands.

Ping'er had already changed her clothes, Dawa didn't need to do anything, but he just wanted to do something, as if this would let her know that he was waiting for her.

"Dawa, it's time to eat." Yu Wan gently pushed open the door.

Dawa turned his head, his eyes were red.

He didn't cry, not even obvious tears, but this appearance poked Yu Wan's heart more than when he was crying.

Yu Wan sighed softly, walked over, and said: "Don't burn yourself out, I believe that Sister Nie has a good fortune, and she will definitely wake up."

"En." Dawa lowered his head choked with sobs.

Yu Wan is not good at comforting people, and she couldn't say anything more provocative, so she raised her hand and patted Dawa's shoulder lightly: "You stay here with Sister Nie, and I will bring you the food later."

"Thank you." Dawa said.

It's not to thank her for the bowl of rice, but to thank her for her understanding and kindness.

...

In the evening, Chef Bao personally cooked a sumptuous dinner. Even though all of you present are used to delicacies from mountains and seas, you couldn’t help but be amazed by Chef Bao’s cooking skills.

It doesn't matter how fancy or complicated he cooks. Most of the dishes are simple and authentic, but they let people from all over the world taste the taste of their hometown.

"This is what I ate when I was a child...my grandmother made it for me..." Zhou Yuyan said with tears streaming down her face.

"Me too, my mother made it for me..." Mu Qing couldn't hold back her sobs.

Yu Wan thought to herself, what, this plate of green pepper and potato chips is spicy but not spicy, oily but not greasy, it is clearly the taste made by her aunt...

She hasn't thought of her aunt for a long time.

After her parents in the previous life passed away, she was raised by her aunt, but such an important person gradually faded out of her mind after she came to another world. It was this dish that brought back her nearly lost memories .

"Thirteen..." Ying Liu sniffed, "I seem to remember what happened before I was six... so I still have a master..."

Before Ying Liu was selected as a dead man, he was an ordinary child. He had his own parents, his own master, and even many playmates of his own age...

It's just that the memory is too long, and as he grows up day by day, it is dusty in the depths of his mind. Right now, a plate of green pepper and potato chips completely tore apart that layer of diaphragm, and the memory surged up like a tide.

"Woooo..." Ying Liu turned his head and cried on Ying Shisan's shoulder.

These are the ones who want to cry?

Ying Shisan's fingers tightened bit by bit.

It's just that his childhood memories are not very good. Those were the days when he was bullied and couldn't fight back, and those were the days when he was homeless on the streets... So rather than being sad, he is more sad and fearful .

The only one who didn't change his face was Yan Jiuchao.

Chef Bao also noticed it.

This young man was even calmer than he had imagined. It could be said that he was frighteningly calm.

No wonder Wan girl fell into his hands, she is not of the same rank at all...

The children had a great time eating, the three little black eggs were sweating profusely, and Zhou Jin, who has always been reserved, ate an emoji.

"More!" Xiaobao said, holding an empty bowl.

"Er Treasure wants it too!" Er Treasure also picked up his own small empty bowl.

Dabao: I want it too!

Zhou Jin: "Hey, I want it too."

Yu Wan poked the faces of the three of them one by one and said, "But you have all eaten the third bowl."

Xiaobao pointed with his little hand: "What's the matter? Brother Zhou Jin already ate five bowls!"

Zhou Jin blushed: "..."

Witch King: "..."

Everyone: "..."

Sorry, the child is hospitalized, so I can't guarantee an update.