The Miracle Doctor’s Two-Faced Toddler

When Yan Jiuchao returned to the tent, Yu Wan was already lying on the 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 Cuitou tried his best to rescue her, but the spear completely pierced through Yu Wan's chest, even if it didn't stab through the heart, it caused irreparable damage.

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

Old Cuitou's hair has turned gray several times.

He ordered someone to bring out the pots of blood, and the candlelight in the tent shone on his old face, and he wiped the sweat from his forehead, feeling a sense of powerlessness that he had never felt before.

The atmosphere in the camp made Yan Jiuchao feel something was wrong from afar, 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 quietly on the bed, as if she fell asleep any other night, but her pale face betrayed her, and since she came here, she has never had a good rest. At this time, she should have been busy Where the wounded...

Sitting by the bed, Jiang shi held Yu Wan's hand tightly.

She heard Yan Jiuchao's footsteps, she turned her head, her red and swollen eyes were full of grievances: "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 Shi's red and swollen eyes, his gaze passed Jiang Shi and landed on the unconscious Yu Wan, his complexion changed: "What's wrong with Ah Wan?!"

Jiang shi cried sadly, and the teardrops fell down: "I can't wake up Awan..."

Yu Shaoqing immediately felt his head buzzing. He actually felt that something was wrong when he entered the camp. He could smell a strong smell of blood from afar, but he didn't think it would belong to his daughter. After all, there are so many camps. Hurt isn't it?

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

"Sanlang..." Jiang looked at him with tears in her eyes. She had never been so sad, and she had never really released so much fragility from the bottom of her heart, but her Awan couldn't wake up, and she was really about to lose her...

With trembling arms, Yu Shaoqing hugged Jiang Shi into her arms: "No... Awan will be fine... Awan is a lucky person with a natural face... She will definitely wake up..."

"What happened?" Yan Jiuchao asked coldly.

Ping'er broke down in tears and said: "It's all my fault... I heard the news of the victory of the army... so I ran to tell the young lady...Young lady...Young lady went to the village entrance to wait for the young master...the result...was attacked... "

Yan Huaijing didn't have many chances to get close to Yu Wan these days, one was that Yu Wan was really busy, and the other was that Yu Wan's busy place was unsightly, he didn't like to go to that kind of bloody and filthy place.

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

Yan Jiuchao grabbed him by the throat, threw him out of the tent, and threw him onto a big tree opposite.

The soldiers passing by were stunned.

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

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

The onlookers gradually increased.

Yan Huaijing's face turned blue and red for a while, feeling ashamed.

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

Yan Jiuchao's eyes were like torches and he said: "I've cleaned up the mess in the capital; I've fought the battle in Yucheng; I've taken care of the life and death of the common people... I only want you to do one thing... Keep an eye on the camp, that's all." One thing...you can't even do it well!"

Yan Jiuchao stretched him to the ground!

Yan Huaijing suffered internal injuries on the spot and spit out a mouthful of blood.

Jun Changan's eyes flickered, and he stepped forward: "The Regent..."

"roll!"

Yan Jiuchao yelled angrily, and a powerful murderous aura burst out, like an invisible beam of light, instantly knocking Jun Changan away.

Everyone felt the murderous intent from Yan Jiuchao, and no one dared to say a word for Yan Huaijing.

Everyone saw Yu Wan's actions. Not long after giving birth, she came to the border before the confinement was over. She ate and lived with everyone. She didn't have the airs of a princess at all. Spinning top, almost no one has seen her take a good rest.

Not every wounded came back clean, but no matter how bloody and dirty the scene was, she did not avoid suspicion.

But she is not just treating patients. As early as when the regent decided to attack the city, she sent people to contact the government in nearby towns to make the government ready to accept the victims. The camp will not always be calm, there will always be some There is always a war where there is no smoke of gunpowder, and there are always disgusting quarrels, and she has resolved them all one by one.

She has a good hand and a benevolent heart, and she also has thunderous means. She made the regent and the soldiers who fought bloody battles have no worries.

She was hurt like this, and everyone was angry.

The regent was right, there was only one thing left for the prince, but the prince messed it up.

Yan Huaijing also understood that he was to blame. He tried to excuse himself, but he could deceive others, but he couldn't deceive himself—that saint clansman escaped from the disaster victims in Yucheng. At that time, he was seriously injured. There is a child who is waiting to be fed, perhaps because of this child, people have lowered their vigilance towards him.

Normal people or those who were not seriously injured were evacuated to the surrounding villages and towns. The remnant of the saint clan had a broken leg and needed urgent treatment, so he was carried into the tent of the wounded soldiers.

Not every patient will be sent to Yu Wan. She is not Avalokitesvara, and it is impossible to treat hundreds of wounded patients at the same time, but Yan Huaijing has seen that wounded patient of the holy clan.

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

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

However, next, Ying Thirteen and Ying Six thoroughly checked the wounded tent, and found more than a dozen wounded saints, all of whom were mixed in after Yan Jiuchao led the troops to leave. I've seen them all, but I don't recognize any of them.

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

If Yan Jiuchao really beat him up violently, some things might be over, but Yan Jiuchao let him go safely, it seemed that he couldn't be kind.

Yan Huaijing wanted to say something, but Nanny Xiuluo picked up the collar and threw him out of the camp!

Yan Jiuchao returned to the tent.

"Let's go there first and let Jiu Chao accompany A Wan." Yu Shaoqing took Jiang Shi out.

Yan Jiuchao sat down beside the bed.

He rode his horse and ran fast, just wanting to see her first.

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

"Young master, the saint clan..." Ying Shisan chased in.

"Kill!" Yan Jiuchao said.

"What?" In Xiao Zhenting's camp, a general surnamed Zhao blew his hair, "The regent wants to kill? Who will he kill? Are those holy clan troops who have surrendered to the Great Zhou? They have already surrendered! They have not been killed since ancient times. Surrender! This is an unwritten rule!"

"Yeah, Jiangjun can't kill them. It's against the rules. If it gets out, people will laugh at us Da Zhou..."

"That's right, these people are not good enough, so if they are killed, they will be killed, but the surrendered army cannot be killed, otherwise, the regent will be recorded in the history books."

Remembering it is a euphemism, I'm afraid it will make people scold for thousands of years, right?

This is too bloodthirsty!

Xiao Zhenting did not speak.

From the point of view of the courtiers, those surrendered troops should not be killed; but from the point of view of a father, his son lost his true love, and he wished he could rush out and kill those bums!

"Marshal Xiao, this is not an appropriate move. Why don't you go and persuade the regent? He led the army to resist the invasion of the saints. His meritorious deeds are unrivaled. He should have been famous forever, but don't make a mistake and be scolded for thousands of years... ..." a confidant general said earnestly.

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

As soon as he opened his mouth, a guard rushed in hastily: "It's not good! The Shura army is gone!"

Yu Wan was injured, and Nanny Shura was angry.

He took his younger brother and rushed into the camp of the saint clan regardless of the cost, slaughtering all the saint clan army stranded in Yucheng, not letting a single one go!

What is Shura?

It is a demon.

Just because of San Xiaodan and Yu Wan, they became demons protecting them, and once Yu Wan was gone, they became demons avenging her.

The capital, the Young Master's Mansion.

King Yan is reviewing the memorial.

Flying pigeons pass letters from the border every day, but today it was a bit late, and they didn't wait until nightfall.

Inexplicably, an ominous premonition surged in King Yan's heart. He opened the window and looked at the crooked moon in the sky. However, after a short while, the shining starry sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds. All blown up.

He hurriedly closed the window to pick it up, but felt a flash of light in the sky, and then, there was a loud thunder in the sky, which made his brain buzz.

"Whoa—"

Yan Xiaosi in the wing room cried.

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

"what--"

When crossing the threshold, Xiaobao fell down.

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

"Are you all right? Did you hurt from the fall?" He asked.

Xiaobao's eye circles were red.

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

Xiaobao choked up and didn't speak.

King Yan looked at Erbao and Dabao again, and saw that they also looked scared.

"Don't be afraid, it's just thunder." King Yan hugged the three little eggs into his arms.

In the wet nurse's room, Yan Xiaosi was crying heartbreakingly. The wet nurse walked around the room with her in her arms, unable to coax her back and forth.

"What's the matter? Is there something wrong? The little lady doesn't cry usually..."

He didn't pee his pants, and he didn't eat breastfeeding, so he just cried and cried with his fists.

Thunder and lightning flashed, and her cries resounded through the sky.

...

Yu Wan was so hurt that Old Cuitou was helpless, but everyone still had a candidate in their hearts, and that was the Witch King Zhou Jin!

Nie Wanrou suffered a similar serious injury back then, and it was the Witch King who left her alive. Zhou Jinqing was better than Lan because of Lan, and his witch power was even higher than that of the Witch King. He will definitely be able to save Yu Wan!

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

Yu Shaoqing set off overnight and rode the general to the Wu clan.

Although the general can travel thousands of miles a day, Da Zhou is far away from the Wu Clan, and he would have to walk for three or two months without sleep. Fortunately, Zhou Jin was on his way to Da Zhou, and they met in Nanzhao.

Yu Shaoqing asked: "Did you come to rescue A Wan early because the divination revealed that A Wan had something to do?"

Zhou Jin shook her head: "I can't calculate the hexagram of Sister Wan, I'm here to visit Sister Wan and the Little Saint King."

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

Yu Shaoqing said: "Don't talk about this, hurry to Yucheng with me, you must save Awan!"

Zhou Jin met the unconscious Yu Wan in the wing room of a pharmacy in Yucheng.

Zhou Jin's heart ached, 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 her eyes and let go of Yu Wan's hand, Yan Jiuchao said softly, "What's the matter?"

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

He is worrying, worrying all the time!

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

"Why is it useless?" Yan Jiuchao asked.

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

No wonder he couldn't calculate Yu Wan's hexagram, her fate is not in this universe.

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

"What secret?"

"My background."

"it is good."

Their last conversation flashed through her mind, her smiling eyes seemed to be close 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? Don't you have anything to ask? Zhou Jin just left the house silently, leaving this world to the two of them completely.

Yan Jiuchao sat down on the stool in front of the bed, clasped her cold bare 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, wake me up quickly."

...

Yu Wan stayed in Yucheng to recuperate, Xiao Zhenting returned to the capital triumphantly with the army.

The emperor has improved a lot, although his movements are still limited, but his brain can be stimulated a little, he called Xiao Zhenting and all the generals who fought in the front line to his bedroom.

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

"I heard... the army of the Holy Clan has already surrendered, and was ordered to be killed by the regent, is there such a thing?" The emperor had not completely recovered from the stroke, and his speech was slow, and even if he listened carefully, he would feel that he was a little slurred. .

Xiao Zhenting's face was not strange, he said seriously: "Returning to Your Majesty, the surrender of the Holy Clan army is an excuse, but it is actually to make us lower our vigilance. They went around behind us, attacked our camp, and seriously injured the regent princess. The Princess Regent has not yet woken up, and the Prince Regent ordered the attack out of military strategic considerations."

"Is that so?" The emperor's coercive eyes fell on the remaining ten generals, "Yan Jiuchao is really fighting with the saints, isn't it a massacre to vent their anger?"

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

All people speak the same caliber.

Seeing that he couldn't ask anything, the emperor waved his hand and told the generals to retreat: "Xiao Zhenting, you stay, I still have something to say to you."

What the emperor wanted to talk to Xiao Zhenting about was about Yan Huaijing, and rumors of Yan Huaijing's collusion with the saint clan had already leaked out, and 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 beat him to death 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 treacherous official who did all kinds of evil, Yan Huaijing's motives could barely be justified. The question is, did Yan Jiuchao do anything outrageous?

Beat Yan Huaijing? You fucking snatched someone's kiss, and you are not allowed to beat you? That's not how it works!

However, Xiao Zhenting also understood that the reason why the emperor asked him was not because he really wanted to hear his opinion, but because he hoped that he could dissuade the emperor. The hero, he has the absolute right to speak.

But will he persuade the emperor to send Yan Huaijing lightly?

"Your Majesty, for the prince's crimes, he should die to thank the world!"

The emperor almost suffered a stroke again!

Of course the emperor understood that Yan Huaijing's crime was great, but he was the prince after all, so how could he really kill him?

The emperor felt that it was a mistake for him to keep Xiao Zhenting, and this is also a kind of oil and salt.

"Okay, okay, back off!"

The emperor hurriedly blasted Xiao Zhenting away.

Yan Huaijing was eventually deposed from the position of prince, and even Prime Minister Han was forced to "retire and return home", and Yan Huaijing was exiled to the bitter cold of Beicheng.

The emperor did not anger Han Jingshu, and allowed Han Jingshu to stay in the capital. She was just a child in her womb and could no longer be included in the royal family tree.

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? Do 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 is going, I will go there."

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.

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

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 had to sit in a wheelchair all year round without moving.

Yancheng is like spring all year round, and the snow in the capital is two or three feet thick, but the Yanwang Mansion is full of colorful butterflies and spring scenery.

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

The wind is sunny and sunny.

Yu Wan was wearing a lake blue tunic skirt. Her small body, which had managed to gain weight during her pregnancy, had lost weight back to the appearance when they first met. The skirt she made last month has grown bigger this month.

The breeze blew past, blowing Yu Wan's black hair, and a strand of it rested on the tip of her nose.

Yan Jiuchao gently took down the lock of hair, wrapped her in his arms, looked around, and whispered in her ear: "This is where I grew up, didn't you say you wanted to come and see?" ?"

He pointed to a small wooden house in front of him: "Did you see that pavilion? There is a small wooden house behind the pavilion, which was originally used to raise dogs. There are several dog houses in it. I climbed into a dog house when I was young. ...um...that's right...I'm very thin, so I can crawl in...then they will look for me, but no one ever finds me, do you know why? Because, they can't believe that the young master of Yancheng actually Will hide in the dog house."

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

It's not like he didn't know that he didn't talk much in the past. Yu Wan actually didn't tell much, but when they were together, she would always find something to say.

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

Yan Jiuchao picked a flower and put it on her head. Her peaceful and beautiful sleeping face, like a picture scroll, instantly became alive and fragrant.

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

Yan Jiuchao lowered her head and kissed her temples: "Did you go back? Remember to come back after playing enough."

...

"Whoa—"

Winter passed and spring came, and in the 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 to crawl at seven or eight months. Now she will be crawling all over the floor.

Taking advantage of her nurse's nap, she crawled crookedly to the small garden of Prince Yan's Mansion, and picked the most beautiful yellow peony.

After Yu Wan's accident, San Xiaodan became more sensible, and stopped going around to make troubles, and started to go to school seriously.

Uncle Wan thought that his Huahua would be safe if he escaped San Xiaodan, but unexpectedly, Xiao Si was hard to guard against day and night.

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

She climbed to the side of the bed, climbed onto the footrest, Xiaopang grabbed Huahua with her hands, and put it next to her mother's pillow: "Wow, wow."

Mother, send a message!

After delivering the hair (flower) hair (flower), Yan Xiaosi wanted to stand up on the bed and kiss his mother, but he couldn't stand still, and fell to the ground with a plop.

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

Yan Jiuchao picked up Yan Xiaosi, glanced at the yellow peony next to the pillow, and asked dotingly, "Did you send flowers to mother again?"

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

yes yes!

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

Yan Xiaosi: "Wow wow wow!"

Yan Jiuchao couldn't understand either, could he?

Yan Jiuchao carried Yan Xiaosi back to her own room.

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

Send all the hair, I didn't kiss my mother!

...

After nightfall, Prince Yan's Mansion fell silent.

Yan Jiuchao fetched water and wiped Yu Wan's face. In fact, her complexion was no longer very pale, but according to Zhou Jin's words, her soul is probably not here anymore, so she is destined not to wake up in this life. up.

But Yan Jiuchao didn't believe it.

He wants to guard.

He believed that she would wake up one day.

she will come back.

"A letter from the capital, I'll read it to you." Yan Jiuchao put the handkerchief away, and took out the letters just delivered by the postman. The third little egg was sent by King Yan who was studying abroad.

"The letter said that Yu Feng and Baitang had a child. It was a son. The uncle and aunt were very happy. Also, isn't Enke this year? Yu Song is going to end, and he said he was going for the top prize. You know What is Enke? The scientific examination is held once every three years, and Enke is an examination outside the rules. His Majesty appointed King Cheng as the crown prince to pardon the world, so Enke was established."

What Yan Jiuchao hadn't said in his whole life seemed to have been said in the past six months.

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

Of course it was impossible for Yu Wan to respond to him, she was already a body without a soul.

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

Yan Jiuchao tightened the letter in his hand, trembling slightly: "Yu Awan...I miss you too...I miss you...Yu Awan, I miss you..."

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

...

A snowy night.

Yan Jiuchao sat in a room without candle lights, 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 carrying a food box, and he placed the rice bowl on the table.

Ever since Yu Wan fell into a coma, Yan Jiuchao had quit meat and meat. He didn't believe in Buddhism, but he was willing to eat fast and chant Buddha for Yu Wan.

After Uncle Wan put a few light dishes on the table, he silently withdrew.

These are all dishes made by top cooks, the poison of thyme was detoxified, and the sense of taste was restored, but Yan Jiuchao still felt that everything he ate was tasteless.

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

He pushed open the door of the room next door, and saw a little snowfox with red flames shining between its brows lying on his little cattail pad, holding a meat bun bigger than it in its arms!

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

Xiaoxuehu was startled awake, and looked at Yan Jiuchao with the furrowed hair on top of her head.

What's the matter?

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

Xiao Xuehu turned her back.

"Say it or not? Don't say I'll kill you!"

Xiaoxuehu pointed out the door resentfully.

Yan Jiu walked out against the wind and snow, and followed the direction Xiaoxuehu pointed to another small bamboo hut.

The candle lights in the kitchen were on, and hot air wafted out from time to time.

Yan Jiuchao rushed in almost in a panic.

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

How could someone be dressed like this?

Her hair is tied in a high ponytail, and she looks down, as if studying the dough in her hands.

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

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

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

Yan Jiuchao hugged her into his arms, but rushed to nothing!

"Yu Awan!"

Yan Jiuchao's body trembled, he woke up from his sleep, he raised his head dripping with cold sweat, only then found that he was sitting in the room of King Yan's Mansion, he fell asleep lying on the desk, everything just now was just a dream.

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

"I'm fine." Yan Jiuchao calmed down and said.

"You didn't eat much at night, and the kitchen made supper. I'll bring it in for the young master." Uncle Wan said again.

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

"Eat as much as you want, don't think about your own body, think about the little lady." Uncle Wan persuaded earnestly.

Yan Jiuchao was silent for a while, but finally nodded in agreement.

Uncle Wan came in with a food box.

Looking at the sealed food box, for some reason, Yan Jiuchao thought of his dream, and he actually prayed in his heart, would Uncle Wan take out a super invincible big 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, and these vegetarian dishes seemed to be made by the chef of Prince Yan's Mansion.

"Back off." Yan Jiuchao said disappointedly.

"Yes." Uncle Wan withdrew.

Yan Jiuchao casually picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of tender bamboo shoots.

The chef in Yanwang's mansion is better than the imperial chef, he doesn't like to eat, it's because he is not in the mood to eat.

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

What kind of food... so unpalatable? !

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 scattered shadows all over the place.

In the sparse shadows, 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 unpalatable." Yan Jiuchao smiled.

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