The Miracle Doctor’s Two-Faced Toddler

   Chapter 757 [V065] Epilogue

   When Yan Jiuchao returned to the camp, Yu Wan was already lying on a simple couch made of hay and mattresses. The conditions in the camp were harsh, and Yu Wan never deliberately increased her food and clothing costs.

   The spear in her body was pulled out, and Old Cui Tou did what he could to rescue her, but the spear completely pierced Yu Wan's chest, and even if it didn't pierce through the heart, it caused irreparable damage.

  It is not advisable not to pull the spear, and if it is pulled, it will cause a second wave of damage. Yu Wan's injury is so serious that it is beyond the imagination of old Cuitou.

  Old Cuitou's hair turned white several times.

   He ordered people to bring out the basins of blood. The candles in the tent shone on his old face. He wiped the sweat from his forehead, and a feeling of incompetence that he had never felt in his heart.

   The atmosphere in the camp made Yan Jiuchao feel something was wrong from far away. The noisy place suddenly seemed to be hidden by someone, and the whole world was silent.

   Yan Jiuchao opened the tent and walked in.

Yu Wan slept peacefully on the bed, like she would normally fall asleep any night, but her pale face betrayed her, and since she came here, she has not had a good rest. At this time, she should have been busy. Among the wounded...

   Mrs Jiang sat beside the bed and held Yu Wan's hand tightly.

   She heard the footsteps of Yan Jiuchao, she turned her head, her red and swollen eyes were full of grievance: "Awan, she... can't wake up..."

  Yu Shaoqing also opened the curtain and walked in: "What's wrong? What happened..."

   His voice stopped abruptly when he saw Jiang's red and swollen eyes, his gaze passed over Jiang's and landed on the unconscious Yu Wan, his expression changed: "What's wrong with Awan?!"

   Mrs Jiang cried sadly, tears falling down: "I can't wake Awan..."

Yu Shaoqing immediately felt his brain buzzing. When he entered the camp, he actually felt that something was wrong. He smelled a strong smell of blood from a distance, but he didn't think it would be his daughter. After all, there are so many camps. Injury isn't it?

  Yu Shaoqing came to the bed in a daze, looking at her daughter's closed eyes, the helmet in her hand fell to the ground with a clatter.

   "Sanlang..." Jiang Shi looked at him with tears in her eyes. She had never been so sad, nor had she really released so much vulnerability from the bottom of her heart, but her Awan couldn't wake up, she was really going to lose her...

   Yu Shaoqing twitched his arms and hugged Jiang Shi into his arms: "No... Awan will be fine... Awan, her auspicious person has a natural look... she will definitely wake up..."

   "What happened?" Yan Jiuchao asked coldly.

  Ping'er burst into tears: "It's all my fault...I heard the news of the victory of the army...I ran to tell the young lady...the young lady...the young lady went to the village entrance to wait for the young master...and was attacked..."

  Yan Huaijing didn't have many chances to get close to Yu Wan these days. First, Yu Wan was really busy, and second, Yu Wan's busy place was unsightly, and he didn't like going to that kind of **** and dirty place.

   He just went to investigate the situation and was about to come to visit Yu Wan, when he entered the tent when a big cold hand grabbed his throat.

   Yan Jiuchao grabbed him by the throat, kicked him out of the tent, and slammed him into a big tree opposite.

   The soldiers passing by were stunned.

what's the situation? The regent and the prince are fighting?

   Yan Huaijing's face flushed instantly, he struggled hard, trying to get rid of Yan Jiuchao's imprisonment, but found that Yan Jiuchao's big palm was like an iron claw, and he couldn't shake it no matter what.

  The number of soldiers onlookers gradually increased.

  Yan Huaijing's face was blue and red for a while, and she felt that her face was completely lost.

   He bit out a few words with difficulty: "Yan Jiuchao...what are you doing..."

Yan Jiuchao's eyes were like torches and said: "I cleaned up the mess in the capital; I fought the battle in Yucheng; I took care of the life and death of the common people... I only want you to do one thing... Be optimistic about the camp, that's all. You...you can't do it well!"

   Yan Jiuchao stretched him to the ground!

   Yan Huaijing fell on the spot with internal injuries and spit out a large mouthful of blood.

  Jun Changan's eyes moved and he stepped forward: "Prince Regent..."

"roll!"

   Yan Jiuchao shouted angrily, and a powerful murderous aura burst out, like an invisible beam of light, sending Jun Changan flying away in an instant.

   Everyone felt the monstrous killing intent from Yan Jiu Dynasty, and no one dared to say a word for Yan Huaijing.

Everyone can see what Yu Wan did. Not long after giving birth, she came to the border before the confinement was finished. She ate and lived with everyone. Top, almost no one saw her have a good rest.

   Not every wounded person came back clean, but no matter how **** and dirty the scene was, she could not be seen to avoid suspicion.

But she is not just a doctor. As early as when the regent decided to attack the city, she sent someone to contact the officials of the nearby towns and let the officials prepare to accept the victims. The camp will not always be calm, there will always be some In a war without the smoke of gunpowder, there are always disgusting disputes, and she solved them all one by one.

   She has a good hand, benevolence, and a thunderous means. She makes the regent and the soldiers who fought **** battle without worries.

   She was hurt like this, and everyone was angry.

  The regent was right, he only left the prince one thing, but he was still messed up by the prince.

Yan Huaijing also understood that he was not to blame. He had tried to excuse himself, but he could deceive others, but he could not deceive himself—the saint escaped from the victims of Yucheng. At that time, he was seriously injured and his arms Holding a child who is waiting to be fed, perhaps this child makes people less vigilant about him.

  Normal people or those who were not seriously injured were evacuated to the surrounding villages and towns. The remnant of the holy clan was in urgent need of medical treatment with a broken leg, so he was carried into the tent of the wounded.

  Not every patient will be sent to Yu Wan. She is not a thousand-handed Avalokitesvara, so it is impossible to treat hundreds of injured patients at the same time, but Yan Huaijing has seen the injured saints.

   It's just that he didn't see the difference between that saint and other wounded.

   Yan Huaijing sometimes thinks, if Yan Jiuchao is here, can he see it? Shouldn't it be?

However, next, Ying Thirteen and Ying Six thoroughly checked the injured tent, and found more than a dozen saints who were injured, all of whom came in after Yan Jiuchao led the troops away. I've seen all of them, but I haven't recognized any of them.

   Yan Jiuchao said coldly: "Go back to the capital for me, I don't want to see you now!"

  If Yan Jiuchao really beat him up, some things might have passed, but Yan Jiuchao let him go safely, as if he couldn't be kind.

   Yan Huaijing wanted to say something, but she was picked up by the collar of Nanny Shura and threw out of the camp!

  Yan Jiuchao returned to the tent.

   "Let's go first and let Jiu Chao accompany Awan." Yu Shaoqing took Jiang's out.

  Yan Jiuchao sat down beside the bed.

   He rode his horse very fast, just wanting to be the first to see her.

   But he didn't expect to see her who would never wake up again.

   "Young Master, over the Saints..." Ying Shisan chased in.

   "Kill!" Yan Jiuchao said.

"What?" In Xiao Zhenting's tent, a general surnamed Zhao was blown away. "The regent is going to kill? Who to kill? Are those Saint Clan troops who have already surrendered to Da Zhou? They have already surrendered! Since ancient times, no killing Drop the army! This is an unwritten rule!"

   "Yeah, you can't kill those who surrendered to the army. It's not in line with the rules. If it spreads out, people will laugh at us Da Zhou..."

   "That's right, these people are not good enough, and they will kill them if they are killed, but the army can't kill them. Otherwise, the regent king will be recorded in the history books."

   Remembering a stroke is a euphemism. I’m afraid that it will be reviled by future generations for thousands of years, right?

   This is too bloodthirsty!

   Xiao Zhenting did not speak.

   From the point of view of the courtiers, those who surrendered should not be killed; but from the point of view of a father, his son lost his love, and he could not wait to rush out and kill the group of deflated calves!

"Marshal Xiao, this is inappropriate, you should try to persuade the king regent? He led the army to resist the invasion of the saints. ' said a confidant general earnestly.

   Xiao Zhenting held his head in embarrassment: "I..."

   As soon as he opened his mouth, a guard rushed in with a frantic look: "Not good! The Shura army is gone!"

   Yu Wan was injured, and Nanny Shura was angry.

   He took his little brother and rushed into the camp of the saints regardless of the cost, slaughtering all the troops of the saints who were stranded in Yucheng, and not a single one was spared!

  What is Shura?

   is the devil.

   Just because there are three little eggs and Yu Wan, they have become the demons who guard them. Once Yu Wan is gone, they will be the demons who will avenge her.

  The capital, the young master's mansion.

   King Yan is reviewing the memorial.

  The border pass has flying pigeons passing the book every day, but it was a little late today, and it was late at night.

An ominous premonition surged in King Yan's heart. He opened the Xuan window and looked at the crooked moon in mid-air. However, it didn't take long for him to see the shining starry sky suddenly covered with dark clouds, the gust of wind in the yard, and the memorials and documents on the table. All blown over.

   He hurriedly closed the window to pick it up, but he felt a flash of light from the sky. Then, there was a flat thunder in the sky, which made his brain buzz.

   "Wow-"

   Yan Xiaosi in the wing cried.

  The three little eggs opened their eyes in unison, sat up in unison, lifted the quilt, jumped to the ground, and ran out with bare feet.

"what-"

When    crossed the threshold, Xiaobao fell.

   King Yan was about to come over to see how the children were doing. Seeing this scene, he hurriedly stepped forward and hugged Xiaobao.

   "Are you alright? Did the fall hurt?" he asked.

   Xiaobao's eyes are red.

   "What's wrong? Does it hurt?" King Yan asked again.

  Xiaobao choked and did not speak.

   King Yan looked at Erbao and Dabao again, and saw that both of them were also scared.

   "Don't be afraid, it's just thunder." King Yan took San Xiaodan into his arms.

  In the nurse's room, Yan Xiaosi cried heart-to-heart, and the nurse walked around the house with her in her arms, unable to coax her.

   "What's the matter? Is there any discomfort? Little Miss doesn't usually cry..."

  I didn't pee my pants, I didn't feed my breasts, I just tugged my fists and cried.

   Lightning thundered, and her cries resounded through the sky.

  …

  Yu Wan was hurt like this, old Cuitou was helpless, but there was actually one candidate in everyone's heart, and that was the Witch King Zhou Jin!

  Nie Wanrou suffered a similar serious injury at the beginning. It was the Witch King who left her alive. Zhou Jinqing was better than the blue, and Wu Li was above the Witch King. He would definitely be able to save Yu Wan!

  Old Cuitou gave Yu Wan the holy medicine of Mingdu. This medicine is said to have the effect of bringing back the dead, but when used on Yu Wan, it only allows her to maintain the most basic breathing and heartbeat.

  Yu Shaoqing set off overnight, riding the general to the Wu clan.

  Although the general can travel thousands of miles a day, Dazhou is far away from the Wu clan, and I am afraid that it will take three or two months to walk without sleep. Fortunately, Zhou Jin was on his way to Dazhou, and they met in Nanzhao.

   Yu Shaoqing asked: "Did you come to rescue Awan in advance because of the fortune telling that Awan has something to do?"

   Zhou Jin shook his head: "I can't count Sister Wan's hexagram, I'm here to visit Sister Wan and the little holy king."

   Zhou Jin didn't lie, he could count anyone but Yu Wan, and he didn't understand what was going on.

  Yu Shaoqing said: "Stop talking about this, hurry up to Yucheng with me, you must save Awan!"

   Zhou Jin saw Yu Wan who was unconscious in the wing of a pharmacy in Yucheng.

   Zhou Jin felt a pain in his heart, he quietly stepped forward and held Yu Wan's hand.

  Everyone retreated consciously, leaving only Yan Jiuchao with a cold expression.

   When Zhou Jin opened his eyes and let go of Yu Wan's hand, Yan Jiuchao said softly, "How is it?"

   His voice sounded calm, but the slightly trembling tone still betrayed his heart.

   He is worried, and he is no longer worried all the time!

   Zhou Jin shook his head sadly: "My witch power is useless to her."

   "How can it be useless?" Yan Jiuchao asked.

   Zhou Jin turned to look at Yu Wan: "She is not from here, she is... a lonely soul in another world."

   No wonder he couldn't count Yu Wan's hexagram, her destiny was not in this universe.

   "Yan Jiuchao, when the war is over, I will tell you a secret."

   "What secret?"

   "My origin."

"it is good."

   Their last conversation flashed through her mind. Her smiling eyebrows seemed to be in front of her eyes. Yan Jiuchao looked at Zhou Jin and said calmly, "I see."

   Zhou Jin didn't ask, aren't you surprised? Do you have anything to ask? Zhou Jin just walked out of the house silently, leaving this world completely to the two of them.

Yan Jiuchao sat down on the stool in front of the bed, clasped her cold plain hands in her palms, and pressed them to her lips after a while, and said in a low voice, "Yu Awan, I don't care who you are, whether you are a human or a lonely soul. Ghost, please wake me up quickly."

  …

  Yu Wan stayed in Yucheng to recover from her injuries, and Xiao Zhenting returned to the capital with a triumphant army.

  The emperor has improved a lot. Although his movements are still restricted, his brain can be stimulated a little. He called Xiao Zhenting and all the generals who fought on the front line to his bedroom.

  Although it has been said in the good news, there are some things, it is always better to confirm it in person.

   "I heard that... the army of the Holy Race has already descended, and was ordered to be killed by the regent. Is there such a thing?" The emperor's stroke hadn't completely recovered.

Xiao Zhenting's face was not strange, he said sternly: "If you go back to Your Majesty, the surrender of the Holy Race army is an excuse, but in fact, it wants us to lower our vigilance. They circled behind us, attacked our camp, and seriously injured the Princess Regent. The Princess Regent has yet to wake up, and the Prince Regent ordered the attack out of military strategy."

   "Is that so?" The emperor's oppressive gaze fell on the rest of the dozen or so generals. "Yan Jiuchao is really at war with the saints, isn't it a massacre to vent his anger?"

   "Yes, Your Majesty!"

   All have the same caliber.

  The emperor could not ask anything, he waved his hand and told the generals to retreat: "Xiao Zhenting, if you stay, I still have something to tell you."

  What the emperor wanted to tell Xiao Zhenting was about Yan Huaijing. The matter of Yan Huaijing's collusion with the saints has long been leaked. The emperor wanted to hear Xiao Zhenting's opinion.

   What can Xiao Zhenting think? If this was his son, he would have dragged him out and killed him a hundred times. Although Yan Huaijing was also used by the saints, if he hadn't wanted to get rid of Yan Jiuchao, how could he have fallen into the trap of the saints?

  If Yan Jiuchao was a big traitor who did all kinds of evil, Yan Huaijing's motives could barely be justified.

   Beat Yan Huaijing? You **** robbed other people's relatives, and you are not allowed to beat you? The truth is not like that!

However, Xiao Zhenting also understood that the reason why the emperor asked him was not because he really wanted to hear his opinion, but only in the hope that he could dissuade the emperor. After all, he was the military marshal in the world, and he was the biggest leader in this battle except for the Yan Jiu Dynasty. Hero, he has absolute right to speak.

   But would he persuade the emperor to let Yan Huaijing go lightly?

   "Your Majesty, the crime of the Crown Prince should be thanked for the world with death!"

  The emperor almost had a stroke again!

  The emperor certainly understood that Yan Huaijing's sin was very serious, but he was a prince after all, so how could he really kill him?

  The emperor felt that it was a mistake to keep Xiao Zhenting, and this was also a misunderstanding.

   "Okay, okay, back off!"

The    emperor quickly threw Xiao Zhenting away.

  Yan Huaijing was eventually deposed as the crown prince, and even Prime Minister Han was forced to "return to his hometown". Yan Huaijing was exiled to the bitter cold land of Beicheng.

  The emperor did not anger Han Jingshu and allowed Han Jingshu to stay in the capital, but the child in her womb can no longer be listed in the royal family tree, and she is no longer a crown princess or a prince concubine, but only Mrs. Yan with the surname Yan Huaijing.

  Han Jingshu asked the emperor to allow her to go with Yan Huaijing.

   Outside the Prince's Mansion, Jun Changan stopped her carriage: "You...why don't you stay in the capital? Did you know that once you go to Beicheng, you will never come back?"

  Han Jingshu's belly was already a little pregnant. She touched her belly and said, "Wherever the child's father goes, I will go."

  Jun Changan said: "Don't go! If you are worried about the children, I...I will take care of you!"

  Han Jingshu smiled softly: "Thank you, goodbye."

  …

After    Yu Wan's wound healed, Yan Jiuchao took her back to Yancheng.

   Prince Yan's mansion was the same as before, not even the chessboard that had been placed on the tea table in the small garden before he left.

   Everyone knew that the young master and the young lady were back, and they were looking forward to the appearance of the young lady, but the young lady was a sleeping beauty who needed to sit in a wheelchair all year round and did not move.

  The city of Yan is like spring all year round. The snow in the capital is two or three feet thick, but the palace of Yanwang is full of colorful butterflies and spring.

  Yan Jiuchao hugged Yu Wan and sat on the rattan chair in the small garden.

  The wind is warm and the sun is shining brightly.

  Yu Wan was wearing a lake blue corset skirt. During her pregnancy, she managed to get fat and her little body had lost weight back to what it was when they first met. The skirt she made last month has grown bigger this month.

  The breeze blew through, blowing Yu Wan's blue silk, and a strand of it caught on the tip of her nose.

Yan Jiuchao gently took off the strand of hair, wrapped her whole body in her arms, looked around, and whispered in her ear, "This is where I grew up, you didn't mean to come and see. ?"

He pointed to a log cabin in front of him: "Did you see that pavilion? There is a log cabin behind the pavilion. It was originally used to raise dogs. There are several dog houses in it. When I was a kid, I climbed into one of the dog houses. ...well...that's right...I'm very thin, so I crawled in...then they would look for me, but no one ever found me, do you know why? Because, they couldn't believe that the young master of Yancheng would hide in the dog in the house."

   Yan Jiuchao had to admit that he was not a qualified talker.

   He used to talk less, it’s not that he didn’t know, and Yu Wan didn’t have much truth, but when they were together, she would always find something to talk about.

   Now she can't say it, let him say it.

  Yan Jiuchao picked a flower and put it on her head. Her sleeping face was as quiet and beautiful as a picture scroll, and she instantly had a lively fragrance.

   "What's it like over there? Are there such beautiful flowers?"

  Yan Jiuchao lowered his head and kissed her temple: "Are you going back? Remember to come back when you're done playing."

  …

   "Wow-"

  Winter went to spring, and in a blink of an eye, Yan Xiao was four or six months old.

   It is said that seven sits and eight crawls. Other children only start crawling in seven or eight months, and now she will crawl all over the floor.

   Taking advantage of the wet nurse's dozing time, she crawled crookedly to the small garden of Prince Yan's mansion and picked the most beautiful yellow peony.

  Since Yu Wan's accident, San Xiaodan has become more sensible, and he doesn't make trouble, and starts to go to school seriously.

  Uncle Wan thought that if he escaped the three little eggs, his flowers would be safe, but unexpectedly, it was difficult to guard against day and night, and little four were difficult to guard against.

   Yan Xiaosi bit the peony in his mouth and climbed into Yu Wan's house with ease.

   She climbed to the bedside, climbed on the pedals, and the little fat hand grabbed Huahua and put it on her mother's pillow: "Wow, woo."

   Mother, Fafa!

   After sending the hair (flowers), Yan Xiaosi wanted to stand up on the bed and kiss her mother, but she couldn't stand firm and fell down with a plop.

   Of course she didn't fall to the ground, she was caught by a pair of powerful palms.

   Yan Jiuchao hugged Yan Xiaosi, looked at the yellow peony beside the pillow, and asked dotingly, "Did you send flowers to my mother again?"

  Yan Xiaosi waved her little arms and legs: "Wow wow wow!"

  Yes yes yes!

   Yan Jiuchao said, "Why is it yellow again? Do you like yellow flowers so much? Or do you think only yellow flowers are flowers?"

   Yan Xiaosi: "Wow wow wow!"

  Yan Jiuchao couldn't understand it, didn't he?

   Yan Jiuchao took Yan Xiaosi back to her own house.

  Yan Xiaosi fluttered for a while: "Wow wow wow!"

  I have sent all my hair, I didn't kiss my mother!

  …

   After the night fell, the Yanwang Mansion became quiet.

Yan Jiuchao drew water and wiped Yu Wan's face. In fact, her complexion was no longer very pale, but in Zhou Jin's words, her soul was probably no longer here, so she was destined to never wake up in her life. .

   But Yan Jiuchao did not believe it.

   He will guard.

   He believed she would wake up one day.

   She will be back.

"There's a letter from the capital, I'll read it to you." Yan Jiuchao put the handkerchief away and took out the letters that the post envoy had just delivered. There were two letters in total, one was from Lianhua Village, and the other was accompanying him. Three little eggs were sent by Yan Wang, who was studying abroad.

"The letter said that Yu Feng and Bai Tang have a child, a son, and the uncle and aunt are very happy. Also, isn't it Enke this year? Yu Song is going to end. He said he was going for the champion. You know What is Enke? Scientific examinations are held every three years, and Enke is an examination outside the rules. Your Majesty established King Cheng as the crown prince and granted amnesty to the world, so Enke was established."

   Yan Jiuchao's words that he never said in his life seem to have been said in the past six months.

   "There is another letter, written by the father, do you want to hear it?" He looked at Yu Wan and said.

  Yu Wan certainly couldn't answer him, she was already a body without a soul.

  Yan Jiuchao opened the letter, and halfway through the letter, his throat suddenly choked up: "...Dabao spoke, he called his mother to kiss...he called in a dream...he misses you..."

  Yan Jiuchao tugged the letter in his hand, and his body trembled slightly: "Yu Awan...I miss you too...I miss you...Yu Awan I miss you..."

   A hot tear rolled down his cheek and fell on Yu Wan's brow.

  …

   Snowy night.

  Yan Jiuchao sat in a room without candles, but the light reflected from the snowy night came in through the doors and windows, and the room was still bright.

   "Young Master, it's time to eat." Uncle Wan came in with the food box, and he put the rice bowl on the table.

   After Yu Wan fell into a coma, Yan Jiuchao stopped eating meat and fish. He did not believe in Buddhism, but he was willing to eat fast food for Yu Wan and recite Buddha.

  Uncle Wan put a few light side dishes on the table, and then quietly withdrew.

   These are all dishes made by top chefs, the poison of thyme has been detoxified, and the sense of taste has recovered, but Yan Jiuchao still feels that everything he eats is tasteless.

   He put down his chopsticks silently, and suddenly, there was a strange movement next door, and he got up and walked out.

   He pushed open the door next door and saw a little snow fox with a red flame between his eyebrows lying on his little pad, holding a meat bun even bigger than it in his arms!

   Yan Jiuchao's expression was startled, he strode over and grabbed the meat buns.

   Xiaoxuehu was awakened, and looked at Yan Jiuchao with a small furrow on the top of his head.

  What's the matter?

   Yan Jiuchao asked excitedly, "Where did the steamed buns come from?"

   Little Snow Fox turned his back.

   "Don't tell me? Don't tell me I'll kill you!"

  Xuehu pointed out the door resentfully.

  Yan Jiuchao went out facing the wind and snow, and followed the direction Xiaoxuehu pointed to another small bamboo house.

  The candles in the kitchen were on, and heat was wafting out from time to time.

   Yan Jiuchao rushed in almost embarrassed.

   There was a strange woman standing in front of the stove. The reason why she was strange was that she was wearing a short dress that he had never seen before, showing her slender arms and calves, as well as the pair of white ankles.

  How can you dress like this?

   Her hair was tied in a high ponytail and her head was lowered, as if studying the dough in her hands.

   It was an unfamiliar face, but Yan Jiuchao recognized her at a glance.

   "Yu Awan..." He walked towards her in a daze.

   She raised her head with a sigh, and a familiar smile appeared on her unfamiliar face: "You're here, what do you want to eat at night? Steamed buns or steamed buns, I'll make them for you!"

  Yan Jiuchao hugged her into his arms, but slammed into the air!

   "Yu Awan!"

   Yan Jiuchao's body jolted and woke up from his sleep. He raised his head in a cold sweat, only to find that he was sitting in the room of Prince Yan's mansion. He was lying on the desk and fell asleep. Everything just now was just a dream.

   "Young Master, are you alright?" Uncle Wan's slightly worried voice sounded outside the house.

   "I'm fine." Yan Jiuchao said calmly.

   "You eat less at night, and the kitchen makes a late-night snack. I'll bring it in for the young master." Uncle Wan spoke again.

   "I have no appetite." Yan Jiuchao said lightly.

   "You have to eat as much as you want, don't think about your own body, but also think about the little lady." Uncle Wan persuaded bitterly.

  Yan Jiuchao was silent for a long time, and finally nodded in agreement.

  Uncle Wan walked in with the food box.

   Looking at the sealed food box, for some reason, Yan Jiuchao thought of his dream, and he prayed in his heart, will Uncle Wan bring out a super invincible meat bun?

  The moment Uncle Wan opened the food box, his heart was in his throat.

   However, he was disappointed. There were no big meat buns, only a few plates of exquisite vegetarian dishes. These vegetarian dishes were made by the chefs of the Yan Wangfu.

   "You step back." Yan Jiuchao said disappointedly.

   "Yes." Uncle Wan withdrew.

   Yan Jiuchao lightly picked up the chopsticks and picked up a piece of tender bamboo shoots at will.

  The chef in the Yanwang Mansion is better than the royal chef. He doesn't like to eat, because he is not in the mood to eat.

   But this time, he froze as soon as he took a bite.

   What kind of dish... so bad? !

   He was about to put down his chopsticks when he suddenly thought of something and raised his head abruptly.

  The moonlight shines through the branches and is cut into pieces by the lush branches and leaves, leaving a sparse shadow on the ground.

   In the sparse shadow, a slender figure stood leaning against the door, looking at him with a sweet smile.

   Her complexion was still a little pale, but her eyes were shining like stars.

   "Isn't it delicious?" She raised her eyebrows.

   "Yeah, it's too bad to eat." Yan Jiuchao smiled.

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