Chapter 415: 【V271】Sick little black egg
Chapter 415 [V271] Sick little black egg
The sky was bright, and Yu Wan slowly woke up from her sleep.
Last night was a ten-day period. The two struggled for a while. Yu Wan didn't remember when she slept, and she opened her eyes just now.
Yu Wan looked at the bright sky and sighed, alas, she got up late again.
When I was in the young master's mansion earlier, I could comfort myself by saying that counting money until my hands cramped, and sleeping until I woke up naturally was because there were no elders living in the mansion, what should I say now? There are many elders, and they are getting up later than the day.
"Hey, I'm so depraved!"
Yu Wan covered her eyes and said ashamedly.
Fortunately, the old lady never mind—
The old lady has beautiful little grandsons and little black eggs, and it is not uncommon for an ugly little grandson-in-law...
Yu Wan lifted the quilt and sat up, opened the curtain, and smelled a refreshing floral fragrance.
Then she saw a few more white or pink camellias in the vase on the bedside table. The flowers were blooming very well, and they were in full bloom early in the morning. There were also two pitcher plants that were anti-mosquito and insect-proof, which can be said to be in line with her aesthetic.
You don't have to guess who did it.
Thinking of him going to the flower garden early in the morning to pick flowers and pitcher plants for her, Yu Wan felt a warm current in her heart.
Yan Jiuchao had finished his medicinal bath, and was now sitting quietly in front of the bed, carefully flipping through the books in his hands, the golden sunlight hitting his handsome face, he was immersed in his own world, and his whole body seemed to be It exudes a bookish aroma that is full of economics.
My husband is really... salty and sweet...
Yu Wan couldn't help bending the corners of her lips, dressed neatly and went to wash.
When I came to the dressing table to comb my hair after washing, I opened the drawer and saw a new pair of bead hairpins.
After all, this is not the first surprise to see him. He always doesn't say anything, but there are always a few more things he carefully prepared in the room from time to time.
Yu Wan felt that her husband must have killed herself too rarely!
Yu Wan walked over with a smile, put her hands behind her back, leaned down slightly, leaned in front of him and said, "Yan Jiuchao, if one day you are also given medicine, will you forget me?"
"Forgot what you are? Are you so ugly?" Yan Jiuchao thought about it seriously, "Well, probably not."
Yu Wan's face darkened.
I'm not moved at all, I just want to kill this guy!
The days in Helian's house have been relatively calm recently. The old lady has a young son and a daughter-in-law who is like a flower. She is so happy every day. The youngest son is busy with official business and doesn't come to her room very often, but the daughter-in-law is filial. ! Every day, I play leaf cards with this old woman tirelessly, and teach her to push Pai Gow, roll dice, and bet big and small!
The old lady is so happy like a fairy!
In comparison, the days of the three little black eggs were a bit miserable.
The weather was not very good for the first two days. The three little black eggs caught the cold one after another. First, Xiaobao sneezed all night, then Erbao began to cough, and finally Dabao was dizzy and burned all day.
So far, all three little guys have snot bubbles.
Sick little guy becomes clingy.
The three sat pitifully on the threshold, seeing Yu Wan coming over, Xiaobao stretched out his little hand aggrievedly: "Mother, hug."
Yu Wan picked up Little Treasure and touched his forehead: "It's still a little hot, have you taken the medicine?"
Xiaobao buried his face in his mother's neck and said coquettishly, "Xiaobao doesn't drink medicine."
"It won't get better if you don't drink medicine." Yu Wan coaxed softly.
Yan Jiuchao also came over, stuck out his slender fingertips, and touched his son.
Xiaobao thought he was going to carry him away, and snorted: "Don't stinky daddy!"
Yan Jiuchao gave him a shock.
Little Treasure was tearing up in pain!
Yan Jiuchao hugged Erbao and Dabao.
The two little guys were more anxious than Xiaobao's symptoms, their cheeks were burning red, and the whole person was a little sick. Their little heads were weakly leaning on their father's shoulders. If they were in the past, they would go and kiss Xiaobao. , this time but no strength.
Perilla and Poria, as well as a small maid with quick hands and feet, each carried a bowl of porridge.
This is the breakfast of the three little guys. They have been fed for half an hour, but they can only eat a few mouthfuls.
"I'll come." Yu Wan said.
The little couple took the child back to the house, and they were about to put the three of them on the chair, but none of the three let go.
In the end, Yu Wan had to feed Xiaobao in her arms first, and then hold Xiaobao to feed Dabao and Erbao in Yan Jiuchao's arms.
Xiaobao has a high fever and is not heavy, and his appetite is not bad. He ate half a bowl of porridge, but Dabao and Erbao could not eat it.
Yu Wan was so distressed that she rubbed the two of them' small heads: "Do you want to eat candied haws?"
The two nodded stunned.
As a result, the candied fruit was bought, but the two still couldn't eat it.
The old lady also heard about the illness of the little great-grandson, and rushed over to see them with a cane, but was blocked by Yan Jiuchao.
The old lady is getting old, and it would be a very dangerous thing to let a few little guys infect.
The old lady didn't see the little great-grandson, and even had no mood to play the leaf card.
On the other side, in the Queen's Mansion, Shura also had snot bubbles on his nose.
Because of Shura's unintentional release of the old man, Nangong Li was so angry that he vomited blood and ignored Shura for several days. He finally made up his mind to come to his yard, and saw Shura sitting pitifully on the threshold.
When did Shura become fond of sitting on the threshold?
No, how could Shura be ill? !
No one in the mansion caught the cold!
Who gave him the sickness?
Shura looked helpless and pitiful.
Nangong Li originally planned to criticize him for letting go of the ghost priest, but when he saw his appearance, he suddenly couldn't bear to speak.
"Someone!" Nangong Li said.
"Your Majesty." A guard stepped forward and bowed his hands.
Nangong Li instructed: "Go and invite the imperial doctor and let him heal Shura."
"Yes!" The guard took the order.
Nangongli came to find Shura today, of course, it was not just as simple as "settling old accounts", but more importantly, he wanted Shura to help him deal with a few people.
He thought about it, although his father's condition was temporarily stabilized, but as long as Yan Jiuchao was still in Nanzhao, there was no guarantee that his father would not see him again. Once he saw him, his father would touch the memory of the past.
The best way is to make that person disappear in Nanzhao forever!
But now that Shura is so ill, Nangong Li is worried that his brain, which is not easy to use, will become more and more muddy. Don't kill the wrong person and stab him again. Nangong Li thinks about it and decides to go to the national teacher first.
The national teacher just went to court, and met Nangongli on the way back to the national teacher's hall.
He got out of the carriage and bowed his hands in a salute: "The king of the county."
Nangongli looked at the national teacher, and then looked at the disciple Wanfeng who was brought by the national teacher, and said: "The national teacher, get in the car, I have something to tell you alone."
The National Teacher nodded, turned his head to Wanfeng and said, "You go back to the National Teacher's Hall first."
"Yes, Master." Wan Feng got into the carriage and left.
The national teacher got on Nangongli's carriage.
Nangong Li lifted the curtain of the car window, glanced at the carriage that disappeared at the end, and said, "Is that the little disciple who went to interrogate the little thief Ye Chuang Guo Shidian last time, and was taken hostage by the little thief. that?"
"It's him." The national teacher said.
Nangongli smiled lightly: "For making such a monstrous mistake, the national teacher not only did not deal with him, but still reused him, the national teacher... But he really values this little apprentice."
The national teacher said expressionlessly: "Banfeng will not betray me, what is your Highness looking for me?"
"The National Teacher probably doesn't know the origin of the few thieves who broke into the National Teacher's Hall, right?"
"Where did it come from?"
"They, like Shura, are from the ghost clan."
"What?" The national teacher was stunned, "How could the ghost clansmen be in trouble with them? Could it be..."
"Could it be?" Now, it was Nangong Li's turn to look sideways, "Did the national teacher know something earlier?"
The national teacher frowned and said: "To be honest, I have seen the prince concubine of Yan Jiu Dynasty in Da Zhou, and she is very similar to the emperor Ji of the year. I once suspected that she was the daughter of the emperor Ji. Fan, it turned out not to be.”
"I'm afraid you are being deceived." Nangong Li took out a portrait from her wide sleeves, "Have you seen this old man in Da Zhou?"
"Isn't this the old man from Lotus Village?" the national teacher asked.
Nangong Li sneered: "He is a ghost priest, he has seen you, but you have never seen him, I was afraid that he would recognize you when he was in Lotus Village, so he made a trick to dispel Yu Wan. doubt."
Guo Shi puzzled: "Why did they do this?"
"I don't even know this king." Nangong Li lightly put away the scroll.
Soon, the national teacher thought of a new question: "If the imperial concubine of Yan Jiu Dynasty is indeed the daughter of the Great Emperor Ji, then isn't she..."
Nangongli took his words: "That's right, she is the little princess of Nanzhao, and she is more pure than my adopted sister."
The national teacher couldn't digest such a huge amount of information for a while. He took a deep breath and tried to suppress the shock in his heart.
Nangong Li smiled mockingly: "My little cousin, it's not as simple as it looks, she was so weak back then, even I was deceived, turned around and borrowed my son to take the top position and married my half-brother."
The identity of the prince-in-law, the national teacher is also aware of it. Hearing Nangong Li say this, it is not too surprising, but the little cousin... Somehow, the national teacher feels a little weird.
The national teacher calmed down and asked, "What does the king of the county need me to do?"
Nangongli smiled coldly: "Didn't the national teacher meet the Prince of Yancheng and his concubine in the Great Zhou Dynasty? I need the national teacher to come forward to identify them and let the monarch send them out of Nanzhao!"
(end of this chapter)