V2.Chapter 220

"you……"

who is it?

This question, I wanted to ask from the moment the concubine saw Xiaobao, who are from the Helian family and look so similar, if it is not a father and a son, who would believe it?

The relationship between the talented Yan Jiuchao and Xiaobao made this guess even more certain.

But Xiaobao is his child, what about him? Whose child is he?

The concubine stared blankly at Yan Jiuchao, but unexpectedly, before he could finish speaking, a pretty figure rushed over like a swallow: "Father!"

The little county master threw himself into the concubine's arms and hugged the concubine's arm for a long time to act like a spoiled child: "Father, you are too much! You don't bring Xi'er when you come out. Xi'er is about to suffocate in the house!"

The concubine looked at the little princess who suddenly rushed out, and then looked at Yan Jiuchao, who had an indifferent face in front of him. For some reason, he was suddenly at a loss.

Yan Jiuchao glanced coldly at the little county master, pulled Xiaobao and turned around and left.

"Wait!" The little princess stopped him, let go of the concubine's arm, walked around in front of him, and looked at him up and down, "I said why it looks so familiar, so it's you! Why are you here?"

"What are you doing?" Yan Jiuchao asked coldly.

The little princess fell to her knees in anger, who is this guy? How to speak exactly the same as that peasant woman from the country who recognized her relatives?

Wait, he even took a... little black kid?

The little princess's eyes fell on Xiaobao's face.

Xiaobao turned his back, buried his little face on Daddy's thigh, and dumped her big ass!

The little princess's breath was stagnant.

If she is not mistaken, this little black child... is she despising her? !

She is a dignified county master of a country, but she was disliked by a little black egg? !

"You, you..." The little princess was about to have a seizure, but Yan Jiuchao didn't care about her, picked up the little brat hanging on his lap, and left without looking back.

"Father! Look!" The little princess stomped her feet in anger, hoping that her father could find a place for her. Although she was the princess, she didn't really dare to make trouble outside, otherwise it would be heard back in her mother's ears. To punish her, if her father made a move, it was especially different, and her mother would never be ashamed of her father.

However, the little princess was disappointed, and the concubine, who always loved her, did not go to Yan Jiuchao for her.

"Okay, don't make trouble, go back to the manor." The concubine said tiredly.

The little princess looked at her father in disbelief. This happened in the past. If she was reasonable, her father would stand up for her; say what? Does she make trouble? Is her father blaming her?

Why? !

"Father..." The little princess was in a panic, but she couldn't say a word to the sad eyes of the prince-in-law.

The concubine took the little princess into the carriage.

The little county master felt aggrieved and did not speak along the way.

The concubine didn't coax her as before, and the little princess was even more aggrieved.

When approaching the mansion, she finally couldn't help it: "Father, how did you get that person together? Also, why do you have a portrait of him?"

The answer is simple, but somehow the concubine didn't want to say it.

"I see!" The little county lord's eyes lit up, and he hugged the concubine's arm and said, "Did you already know that he and the Helian family bullied me? You are investigating him! Did you teach a lesson just now? Passed him? That's why you didn't allow me to interfere!"

The concubine opened her mouth and hesitated, and finally patted her on the shoulder: "...Go back to the manor."

The father and daughter returned to the mansion, and the female monarch personally cooked and cooked a large table of good dishes. Hands to make soup.

And because of this, everything she has done is even more valuable.

"Mother, what's a good day today?" the little princess said with a smile.

Naturally, she felt that the concubine didn't like to pay attention to her days recently, so the lady calmly glanced at the concubine and said softly, "Cong'er is coming back."

Without waiting for the concubine to answer, the little princess stared with apricot eyes: "Is Big Brother going back?"

The lady looked at her and nodded dotingly: "That's right." Then she said to the concubine, "Cong'er has sent a letter saying that he is on his way back to the imperial capital, and he will be there at the end of next month at the latest."

"Ah, that's still more than a month!" The little princess was instantly disappointed.

The concubine was a little dazed.

Cong Er.

Why do you think of Xiaobao's face when you mention this name?

The resourceful concubine actually has a lot of things that he can't figure out.

Yan Jiuchao took Xiaobao back to Helian Mansion.

He was not in a hurry to bring people back to the yard, but stopped halfway.

Xiaobao knows that Daddy Smelly is angry, don't look at him always fighting against Yan Jiuchao on weekdays, that's because of someone's support. Now that the old lady is not with Helian Beiming and Yu Wan, he instantly becomes cowardly. .

Yan Jiuchao walked forward, and he followed behind with his small head drooping.

When Yan Jiuchao stopped, he also stopped obediently.

He was holding the burden with his left hand and the tree branch with his right hand. These were all the belongings he took with him when he left. He was so tired.

Yan Jiuchao looked down at him condescendingly, his eyes terrifyingly cold.

It seems that this beating can't be escaped, Xiaobao sucked in a particularly distressed breath, slowly turned his back, and gave him his little butt.

let's hit.

Yan Jiuchao: "..."

The fight didn't end in the end, Helian Beiming came. He didn't follow Yan Jiuchao specially, but he knew that Xiaobao was gone. This was better than the old lady couldn't hide it from him. He was going to find Xiaobao. Yes, I bumped into it just after walking halfway.

"Little treasure."

"Grandpa!" Xiaobao's mouth was deflated, grievances welled up in his heart, and he was about to throw his feet into Helian Beiming's arms.

Yan Jiuchao said solemnly, "Stop for me!"

Xiaobao stopped.

Yan Jiuchao said again: "Don't cry!"

Xiaobao held back her tears.

Helian Beiming came over with a wheelchair, touched Xiaobao's aggrieved face and said, "What's wrong?"

Xiaobao twitched and said, "I'm fine, no one wants to beat me, I won't cry..."

"You scared the child." Helian Beiming glared at Yan Jiuchao, "When your grandmother comes over and sees it, she should feel distressed."

Little Treasure: I knew that Grandpa would protect him!

"Aren't you going to find a place where no one is there and lock them up for a lesson?" Helian Beiming continued.

Little Treasure's hair just exploded!

Yea!

Lock up for a lesson!

Why is Grandpa's heart so dark!

Although Helian Beiming loves Xiaobao very much, he can't get used to the habit of running away from home, so he has to let him know that the sky is high.

Xiaobao was so frightened that he jumped on Yan Jiuchao's body, hugged Yan Jiuchao's thigh and said, "Don't shut Xiaobao! Don't! Don't!"

"You know what's wrong now? It's too late." Yan Jiuchao is not Yu Wan, so easily relented. At such a young age, he was so daring and fat that he didn't know how to write the rules if he didn't teach him a lesson.

Xiaobao was taught a bad lesson.

"Stinky daddy, woohoo."

Xiaobao covered his ass and went back to the yard.

Dabao and Erbao had already slept, and the old lady also rested. When Yu Wan coaxed the old lady, she replaced the script of Xiaobao following her to go out with Yan Jiuchao. Dabao and Erbao were clinging to her, and the old lady No time to doubt anything.

Xiaobao stood aggrieved at the door.

Yu Wan brought the little guy over, let the perilla drink water, took off the little guy's dirty clothes, and took a comfortable hot shower.

"Is it fun outside?" Yu Wan asked him wearing clothes.

Xiaobao shook his head.

Yu Wan fastened her buttons: "Then why don't you leave your mother and go out?"

Xiaobao's little hand hugged Yu Wan's neck: "I want a mother."

Yu Wan said angrily, "Do you still want a mother? Do you know that your mother is about to die? You just left the house, what should you do if you run into a bad person? If you kidnap you, you will never see your mother again!"

"I want a mother! I want a mother!" Xiaobao hugged Yu Wan even tighter.

"Are you still running around?" Yu Wan said.

"Don't run away! I want a mother!" Xiaobao said in a milky voice.

Who the hell knows if this guy speaks nicely? When they were still little milk buns, one was honest and the other was honest, and slowly they were almost three years old, so they began to have their own little ideas. Sometimes Yu Wan couldn't figure out what was in the seeds in their little heads, and the three Among the little guys, Xiaobao has the most ideas. Speaking of it carefully, all three of them look like Yan Jiuchao, but Xiaobao is the most similar.

This guy's small nose, small eyes, small mouth... even the tenacity of his hair and the curvature of his knuckles are exactly the same as those of Yan Jiuchao. Yu Wan looked at him, and it was not difficult to imagine the little boy in his childhood. Nine Dynasties.

Yu Wan kissed Xiaobao.

This is pro-Little Nine Dynasty.

Xiaobao was stunned for a moment, and then he also kissed his mother.

Yu Wan smiled and kissed him again. This is the way to kiss a precious son.

Little Treasure got two kisses in a row and was so happy that he fell asleep sweetly in Yu Wan's arms.

Yan Jiuchao went back to the house after taking a shower, and saw Yu Wan sitting on the head of the bed, the little cub lying in Yu Wan's arms and drooling.

Yan Jiuchao walked over with a dark face.

Yu Wan touched Xiaobao's head and said softly, "He looks like you."

Yan Jiuchao sat down beside Yu Wan: "Of course my son looks like me."

Yu Wan said: "I mean, he is most like you."

Yan Jiuchao said with disgust, "I'm not that dark!"

All three sons are very tanned, but Xiaobao is the darkest.

Little Treasure in his sleep seemed to feel his father's dislike, and hummed dissatisfiedly.

Yu Wan chuckled: "Yes, you are white, you are the whitest."

Little white face.

Yan Jiuchao looked at Yu Wan in a dark way and said, "I think you are scolding me."

Yu Wan: Hurry up! Husband and wife for too long, this guy knows what I'm thinking with one look!

In the Queen's Mansion, everyone rested, and the concubine didn't sleep. He stayed in the study for a long time, and when he returned to the room, it was almost time for him.

He took off his robe and lay on the soft bed, but suddenly, a gentle voice rang in his ear: "Consort."

The concubine's expression froze.

The lady approached him tenderly, and whispered in his ear.

The concubine turned his back to her and did not move.

The lady's hand reached into his quilt, and after a while, her face froze: "My concubine...isn't you interested today?"

There was a trace of complexity in the eyes of the concubine that he didn't even understand, and he paused and said, "I'm tired, let's do it another day."

The female queen was lost, but her face did not show, and she smiled softly: "It's all to blame for that girl Xi'er, she has never been upright all day, and I have heard about her doing rouge, but it's actually just an ordinary birthday, she I didn't need to recruit teachers like this, and I also dragged you as a father, and I'll tell her when I look back, so that she doesn't always make trouble with you."

The concubine said: "If I don't do anything about Xi'er, it's because I didn't sleep well."

The lady looked at his back and called softly, "Consort."

"Huh?" The concubine responded.

The lady smiled and said, "Let's... have another child."

The concubine's eyes moved slightly: "There are already Cong'er and Xi'er."

The lady smiled slightly and said, "How can two be enough? I want to have many, many children with my concubine."

The concubine said: "You are the queen."

The lady said softly, "It's also your wife."

Deeper exposure.

The lady sat up, looked at the sleeping man, tucked the quilt for him, put on a robe and went to the warm pavilion.

The imperial doctor presented the decoction: "Your Highness, your birth control medicine."

The lady looked at the medicine bowl in her hand, sighed and said, "I've been drinking this pill for many years, but I haven't gotten any better. Tell me the truth, can I be pregnant again?"

"This..." The imperial doctor said hesitantly, "His Royal Highness's first child... hurt his body. I am afraid that it will be difficult to conceive again. This minister should do everything in his power to support His Highness."

The lady sternly said: "What I want is for you to cure this monarch, not just do your best."

The imperial doctor knelt on his knees: "I obey the order!"