Poisonous Peasant ‘Concubine’

The colder he became, the more afraid Yan Shangqing became. In the end, he simply buried his head in Sikong Jue's arms. He hugged his waist tightly with his small hands. Sikong Jue, who already knew the crux of the problem, sighed weakly. When he came to the culprit, he gave him a very rude stare. If he hadn't been self-righteous, what would have caused so many troubles?

Chapter 403

The arrival of Sikong Tam and his son has undoubtedly brought a subtle change to the atmosphere at home. It's a big New Year's Day, and it's fun to play. Xue Wuyang can't really add to Yan Shengrui's Ling Jingxuan. For the time being, take Sikong Tam away from the hall first. Sikong Qi was going to follow him, but Sikong Jue held him back. The two obviously need to communicate, and there is no need for small light bulbs.

"Don't worry, Shang Qing, father and concubine will not leave you."

Putting the little face paralyzed next to him, Sikong Jue lowered his head to talk to his son Ye's ears again. He really didn't expect that the problem between him and Xiao Hua would actually affect the child.

"real?!"

Yan Shangqing, who was buried in his arms, raised his head pitifully, and Sikong Jue gave him a positive look: "Well, how could the father and concubine leave his son, or is it that Shang Qing doesn't want the father and concubine?"

"No, no, Shang Qing likes his father and concubine the most."

When he got a positive answer, Yan Shangqing happily hugged his neck, and Yan Xiaohua next to him naturally heard their conversation. His handsome face almost split with a smile, and he finally heard his daughter-in-law's promise, although it wasn't for him. His promise, but it doesn't matter, as long as his daughter-in-law doesn't leave, all he has is patience until he forgives him.

"Little Guiling, come, my father and concubine will introduce you to him. His name is Sikong Qi. He is eight years old. He is my father and concubine's nephew and your eldest cousin."

Dotingly pinching his son's nose, Sikong Jue pointed at Sikong Qi to introduce him, and then said to Sikong Qi: "Qi'er, his name is Yan Shangqing, he will be five years old later, the son of Uncle Sanhuang. "

Sikong Qi, who was sitting on the chair without squinting, finally turned his gaze to Yan Shangqing. Since the latter already knew that they would not take away their favorite father and concubine, naturally they would no longer be timid and timid. After Jue's legs slipped down, Yan Shangqing walked up to the face paralyzed and said obediently, "Brother Qi, would you like to play with Shang Qing?"

The blinking eyes shone with innocent light. Sikong Qi, who had never played with his friends, watched for a moment without speaking. Ling Wen and others on the other side lined up and walked over.

"Hello, my name is Yan Xiaowen. I am the heir of Prince Sheng. I am six years old this year. Welcome to our house."

Standing beside Yan Shangqing, the big bun finally showed what the owner should be like, and the little bun put one hand on Yan Shangqing's shoulder and raised his hand: "My name is Yan Xiaowu, the second son of Prince Sheng, and he is also six years old, why don't you smile? What? It looks like a little old man!"

The little bun is more casual, who made him small?

"My name is Zhao Tiesheng. I'm the son of Prince Sheng. I just turned six years old. Brother Qi, can we call you that too?"

Tiewazi has always been as stupid and cute as the little white rabbit. Especially today, he also wore a red embroidered down jacket with a red embroidery. The buttons were made into the shape of a little rabbit by Song Shuiling's skillful hands, and the whole person looked even cuter. , Sikong Qi didn't have any warm eyes fixed on him, so he was reluctant to leave. He might not understand anything at a young age, but he knew that among these children, he liked this Zhao Tiesheng the most.

"Sikong Qi, eight years old, the eldest grandson of the Emperor of the Western Kingdom!"

The words were said to everyone, but the blue eyes were looking at Tie Wazi. For some reason, he wanted to bring him back to the West Country for captivity.

"Then let's call you Brother Qi, Brother Qi, let's go outside and play the whip pào, don't disturb Daddy and them."

Ling Wen is the eldest brother and the master, so naturally he has to take the lead. Yan Shangqing timidly looked at his eldest cousin, who didn't speak much, and looked at Sikong Jue for help. The latter gave him an encouraging look, Yan Shangqing took a lovely deep breath and tentatively stretched out his hand to hold Sikong Qi's hand, but Sikong Qi took the lead over him and held Tie Wazi's hand: "Go."

After saying one short word, Sikong Qi led Tie Wazi out in a big way, and Tie Wazi turned back to look at Ling Wen and the others, his face full of embarrassment.

"Let's go too."

Taking Yan Shangqing's hand, Ling Wen beckoned his brother, Song Xiaohu and others to follow him out, watching the children's backs disappear at the gate, Ling Jingxuan raised his eyebrows and looked at Sikong Jue: "Your eldest brother can really teach his son, eight The 80-year-old boy looks like he is 80 years old, and I have convinced him."

Originally, he thought that Xiao Qi was mature enough, but he didn't expect that there was a more mature one. Regardless of his stature, it was estimated that people would think that he was really 80 years old and could teach children like this. Sikong Tam is also a bully.

"This... It doesn't seem to be taught by the prince. Qi'er has never been noisy since he was a child. He imitates the elder brother in everything, and it has become like this over time."

Speaking of this, Sikong Jue is also very sweaty. It is clear that the prince in front of him is a good brother who is warm and reliable, but when facing other people, he is always expressionless. The fluctuations made it difficult to see the true thoughts in his heart. Qi'er seemed to be more serious than him. Could it be that the blue is better than the blue?

Well, he said that he was a little cold, and he had to talk to the prince another day, and he couldn't let Qi'er go on like this.

"Uncle Cheng Gui received something that Second Master Li Zheng had brought along with him?"

Too lazy to tangle on this topic, Ling Jingxuan turned to look at Ling Chenggui, wondering if he was not used to it

Still naturally shy, Ling Chenggui's fair and handsome face is rendered with a hint of blush, giving people the feeling of an enlarged version of Tie Wazi, the difference is that Tie Wazi looks cute on the surface, but in fact, under their training, facing the enemy It was also very fierce when it was time.

"Well, I got it, Yan... I happened to be at home when Yan Yi delivered it."

When it came to Yan Yi, Ling Chenggui's face seemed to turn even redder, but Ling Jingxuan didn't associate him with Yan Yi, he just thought he was not used to it, after all, he was so different from Yan Yi, it was not a match. It's a question of not worthy or whether they approve or not, but simply think that two people shouldn't have a jiāo set.

"That's good, next March will be the chūn 闱. After the new year, you should also go out and walk around. Don't be buried in the pile of books all day. A moderate amount of relaxation is also a part of learning. If you can't pass the exam this year, you will continue to take the exam three years later. Don't put too much pressure on yourself."

Although Ling Chenggui was of a higher rank than him, Ling Jingxuan was older than him, so he naturally treated him like Ling Jinghan when he spoke.

"Well, we know, eldest brother, in a few days, I want to visit the two famous scholars of Hanling Academy with Uncle Cheng Gui."

Looking at the shy Ling Chenggui, Ling Jinghan resolutely took over the conversation. Generally, the students visited the imperial court, the chief examiner, etc. It was too hard for people to notice something. It is said that they are all famous celebrities in the world, and it should be of great benefit to them to have more contact with them.

"You can handle this kind of thing by yourself, Shaoqi, what happened to what you said last time?"

Ling Jingxuan nodded, Jinghan had always had his own opinions, and he basically didn't need to worry about him in this regard.

"I want to wait until Jinghan finishes the exam."

Yuan Shaoqi, who was in a hurry, calmed down uncharacteristically. Ling Jingxuan couldn't help but look at him twice. Seeing his eyes swept towards Ling Jinghan intentionally or unintentionally, Ling Jingxuan instantly understood. So, it must have cost Jinghan a lot of words, right?

"Princess, are these two things in the hall or in the king's room?"

While talking, Director Zhu brought in two more strange things. Everyone's eyes were focused on it. Ling Jingxuan got up and took one of them and stretched them out. There are two wheels, and there is a basket for small things under it, a retractable cover on the top, and an armrest at the back that is easy to push. There are bags on both sides of the armrest for hanging things. Could this be him? The baby carriage?

"That's it?"

Yan Shengrui walked over with the child in his arms, Ling Jingxuan nodded with a smile, took the child from his arms and put it in. The space inside was quite spacious. There were also a row of small dòngs of different sizes on the iron pipes wrapped with satin on both sides. Ling Jingxuan Facing everyone's gaze, he pulled up half of the active board, and the little dumpling's chubby body also sat up.

"Ah."

It was the first time that he was able to sit alone and see everyone. The little dumpling seemed very happy. He slapped the extra board in front of him with both hands. Ling Jingxuan turned around and went to his baby room to pick up two drums and insert them into the iron pipes reserved for them. In the little dòng, the little dumpling's eyes were instantly attracted, and the little hand patted them happily.