The Miracle Doctor’s Two-Faced Toddler

Yu Wan sat on the horse and waited anxiously.

What did Yan Jiuchao see? First his back stiffened, and then he froze as if he had been struck by lightning, and then he entered the house.

Yu Wan could no longer see him.

"Is your young master all right?" Yu Wan asked the silver-faced guard beside her.

The guard didn't answer, and even ignored her, and just looked in the direction of the broken thatched hut motionlessly.

Yu Wan only felt that she was talking to a dead person, and she felt a chill down her spine. Like him, she paid attention to the movement of the broken thatched hut.

After a while, Yan Jiuchao came out, holding a man in his arms, judging from his figure, it was Yu Wan's father - Yu Shaoqing.

A silver-faced guard stepped forward and took Yu Shaoqing from Yan Jiuchao's arms, while the remaining seven people closed the net, followed behind Yan Jiuchao, and walked towards Yu Wan.

Yu Wan couldn't wait for them to come, she jumped off the horse and walked over: "Father!"

Yan Jiuchao stopped in his tracks, and the guards also stopped.

Yu Wan probed her father's breath, then touched her father's neck, to make sure that her breathing and pulse were normal, and then put a hanging heart back into her stomach.

It's just... is it her illusion? Why do you feel that Yan Jiuchao looked at her with a hint of sympathy?

Could it be because her father was suffering, so even her daughter was sympathized with?

Yan Jiuchao cleared his throat, and said, "Your father took an overdose of sweat medicine, he will be fine when he wakes up."

But you'll be on your way soon.

Yu Wan didn't decipher the meaningful eyes of a certain young master, she was still thinking about her father: "If my mother knows about my father's appearance, he will definitely be very sad. In this world, the person my mother loves the most It's me, followed by my father."

So Yan Jiuchao sympathized with her even more...

"Where's the murderer?" Yu Wan asked.

Yan Jiuchao couldn't bear to look directly at him and said, "I escaped."

Yu Wan was slightly taken aback: "Escaped? Why didn't I see it?"

Young Master Yan said without changing his face: "He escaped through the back door."

"Do you remember what the murderer looks like?" Yu Wan asked.

"Yeah." Young Master Yan replied very solemnly, not only remembered, but could be recognized even if turned into ashes in the future, "I'm going to send him back to Dali Temple now."

"...Well." Although Yu Wan was reluctant to part with her father, she also understood that his father had not yet been cleared of the crime, and it was inevitable that he would return to the prison in Dali Temple.

"Yan Jiuchao." Yu Wan said in a low voice, "Can you stop asking them to drug my father?"

The calm and breezy tone, in the ears of a certain young master, seemed to reveal a trace of unspeakable grievance.

Yan Jiuchao said disdainfully: "Would they dare to feed the people my young master sent in?"

Yu Wan raised her eyes to look at him, her eyes were as bright as water-colored autumn waves: "Thank you, Yan Jiuchao."

Those eyes were so bright that they almost all the way to the darkest place in his heart, Yan Jiuchao's breathing was stagnant, he looked away resistingly, and said indifferently: "Get on the horse!"

Feeling his suddenly cold aura, Yu Wan blinked her eyes in confusion, did she say something wrong? How do you say that you change your face when you change your face?

The two rode together to the foot of the mountain, the carriage was parked there securely, Yan Jiuchao asked someone to put Yu Shaoqing into the carriage, and then he and Yu Wan also got into the carriage.

The group headed back to Dali Temple. On the other side, Yan Huaijing and Jun Changan were still searching for the trace of Yu Shaoqing. Rather than looking for it, it was better to try their luck. The man moved too fast, even carrying a comatose The big man also threw Jun Changan away in an instant.

The only thing that is certain is that the city gate is closed, that person must still be in the capital.

"Your Highness, look." While passing through an alley, Jun Changan noticed a carriage and a group of people slowly passing by on the street.

Yan Huaijing tightened the reins, followed the prestige, his eyes fell on the familiar emblem of the carriage, and moved slightly: "The carriage of the Young Master's Mansion? Is it Yan Jiuchao? He also came out to look for Yu Shaoqing."

Given the unclear relationship between Yu Wan and Yan Jiuchao, it is not surprising that Yan Jiuchao would come forward to look for Yu Shaoqing. The strange thing is... the nine guards accompanying him were wearing silver cloaks and silver masks, There was a death-like aura exuding from their bodies, and even the horses they sat on looked like horses that had trampled on wronged souls, which made people's hair stand on end.

"What kind of people is that?" Yan Huaijing asked with a frown.

"Dead man." Jun Chang'an said, "Silver-faced dead man."

Death warrior Yan Huaijing has heard of it. There are tens of thousands of guards in the world, but there are not many who are truly called death warriors. Bronze-faced warriors are extremely rare, and silver-faced ones are almost rare. As for gold-faced The dead warrior, that is the only existence in legends, there has been no silver-faced dead warrior in the Central Plains for several years.

Unexpectedly, there were nine of Yan Jiuchao's side all of a sudden.

Jun Chang'an said: "No wonder the Qianji Pavilion was destroyed overnight. The question is, where did this useless young master get the dead man?"

The carriage drove down the alley.

Yu Wan looked at the car curtain in front of her, and looked back: "Was there anyone just now?"

Yan Jiuchao said casually: "Don't pay attention to those passing by."

...

The carriage stopped at the gate of Dali Temple.

When the guard at the gate saw the girl who had been here during the day come again, he immediately lowered his face: "How many times have I told you! Dali Temple is not..."

Yan Jiuchao came over and stood beside Yu Wan, the guard immediately turned pale.

"Not what?" Yan Jiuchao asked calmly.

The guard thumped and knelt on the ground, shaking like chaff!

Yu Wan tugged at his sleeve, signaling to him to stop making trouble and to get down to business.

The guard lowered his head, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of the hand that dared to pull Young Master Yan's sleeve, and it was like a thunderclap!

The little girl who had been harshly spoken to by him dared to touch Young Master Yan. Why is his head still tied to the waistband of his trousers...

"Get out!" Yan Jiuchao shouted in a low voice.

The guard rolled away in a hurry.

Uncle Wan and Ying Shisan greeted him, picked up the unconscious Yu Shaoqing, and sent him to an extremely comfortable cell that had already been taken care of.

Uncle Wan said kindly: "Miss Yu, don't worry, Ying Shisan and I will guard here, and no one will torture Master Yu again."

Yu Wan bowed her body and said, "Thank you, Uncle Wan and the shadow guards."

...

Although Yu Shaoqing has been found, the murderer's matter is not so easy to let go. When he is in front of the emperor, he can't be fooled by saying "run away". Planning to send out the royal soldiers.

After sending Yu Wan back to the Young Master's Mansion, Yan Jiuchao entered the palace.

The emperor didn't go to bed until midnight, and just after he lay down, he was woken up by Eunuch Wang, who said that Yan Jiuchao had come. He was still dizzy at the moment, but was instantly sobered by Yan Jiuchao's heavy news: " What did you say? You stole the man?"

Yan Jiuchao took a deep breath: "...Yes."

The emperor looked at him suspiciously: "Who did you ask to do it?"

"Uncle Huang gave me a dead man." Yan Jiuchao said.

The emperor was so angry that he fell backwards!

It's really a skill to use the person he sent him to deal with him in turn!

The emperor's seven orifices smoked and said: "Then I asked you yesterday, why didn't you admit it? And you asked me in turn, 'Is it possible'?"

Yan Jiuchao had nothing to refute.

"Why did you do this? Is there anything you can't discuss with me? There must be a riot, and the city will be full of storms!" The more the emperor thought about it, the more angry he became, and he even felt that he had murderous intentions, wishing he could slap this brat to death. "I'll ask you one last time, did you really do it?"

Yan Jiuchao took a deep breath: "...Yes."

The emperor's chest heaved violently a few times: "...the sacrificial offering, and the sacrificial offering was also eaten by you?"

Yan Jiuchao was puzzled.

Eunuch Wang said in a low voice: "The sacrifices for the ancestors in the ancestral hall were stolen and eaten."

The guards of the Imperial Temple are stricter than those of the Dali Temple. It has never been stolen for so many years, and the accident happened sooner or later, and it happened at this juncture. It makes people think that the two cases cannot be linked together.

That man almost roasted and ate the little snow fox, he really seemed capable of such a thing.

The corner of Yan Jiuchao's mouth twitched, and he reluctantly carried the huge pot: "...It's me."

The emperor turned sideways, wanted to get angry but felt a little embarrassed: "Zhen... You also shaved my huh?"

"What?" Yan Jiuchao didn't hear those two words clearly.

The emperor clenched his teeth and kept his lips still: "Hmm!"

Young Master Yan was at a loss.

The emperor's fists were clenched and rattling: "Leg hair! My leg hair!"

Yan Jiuchao staggered and nearly fell!

That woman was not enough to steal the sacrifices, and even shaved the emperor's hair? !

How did she get so courageous? !

No, what was she thinking? !

Could it be that Dali Temple discovered it a little later, that she shaved not only her leg hair, but also...

Yan Jiuchao didn't dare to go down, he just wanted to die now...

...

At daybreak, the news of Yu Shaoqing's return to Dali Temple spread. It is said that the murderer was also found. He was a death row prisoner in Dali Temple. The death row prisoner bribed the jailer of Dali Temple. As for why the death row prisoner did this, it is said that Yu Shaoqing had kindness to him in his early years, and he took the risk to repay his kindness.

However, both of them are death row prisoners. It is fortunate that they escaped, but it is their fate that they cannot escape.

These words may be believed by others, but Yan Huaijing is not.

Because, after meeting Yan Jiuchao on the way, he followed Jun Changan all the way and saw with his own eyes that it was Yan Jiuchao who sent Yu Shaoqing to Dali Temple, and then Yan Jiuchao entered the palace. news of being captured.

"He rescued Yu Shaoqing. If Yu Shaoqing was really kidnapped by the death row prisoner, then he should take the death row prisoner back to Dali Temple. But I only saw Yu Shaoqing, not the death row prisoner."

In Concubine Xian's palace, Yan Huaijing expressed her doubts to Concubine Mu.

Concubine Xu Xian was arranging flowers, while cutting the flower branches, she said: "There are some things, as long as you understand them in your heart."

Yan Huaijing's eyes paused: "What does the concubine mother mean by this?"

Concubine Xu Xian put a delicate peony into the vase: "Who in this world is willing to let your father cover it for him?"

Yan Huaijing frowned: "The person who kidnapped Yu Shaoqing...was Yan Jiuchao? This is impossible. He went to the royal study yesterday to look for his father's dignitary. He heard that Yu Shaoqing had disappeared. The look on his face Shock is not fake."

Concubine Xu Xian smiled faintly: "It's not him, but someone related to him."

Yan Huaijing's eyes dimmed: "Jie Tian Prison is a capital crime, why did the emperor indulge him so much?"

Concubine Xu Xian picked another peony: "He only has less than two years left to live, so what if your father pampers him? After all, he became a short-lived ghost because of your father."

"Isn't he born weak?" Regarding Yan Jiuchao's condition, Concubine Xu Xian seemed reluctant to mention it, so Yan Huaijing didn't know much about it.

Concubine Xu Xian put the peony aside and picked another peony: "Silly boy, we are the royal family. Are there any royal heirs who are born weak? Only they can't be born, and they can't grow up after being born."

Yan Huaijing didn't want to talk too much about the harem.

Concubine Xu Xian cut off the largest peony in the vase, and inserted the peony in her hand into it: "There are some things you don't need to know too well, you just need to remember that your father treats him with guilt." Different, you don't have to compete with him to be jealous."

Was Yan Huaijing's silence really just because of guilt? Why did he think it was more than that?

...

Young Master Yan, who has always only let others take the blame, has done all the blame for several lifetimes in just half a cup of tea in the imperial study.

So if you talk about it, you will have to pay it back sooner or later.

The emperor was really angry, it wasn't Eunuch Wang who persuaded him, the young master was sick, he must have been ill and didn't know what he was doing, so the emperor could barely resist the urge to crush Yan Jiuchao to death.

But capital crimes can be avoided, but living crimes cannot be escaped. Yan Jiuchao was fined a year's salary, and after a month of contemplation behind closed doors, a hundred boards, thinking that he was ill, the guards beat him instead.

Ying Shisan obediently took a hundred slaps, until he was crying and screaming. After the beating, he slapped his buttocks, shook his head, and strode to Dali Temple.

Although the "truth came to light" about Jietian Prison, Yu Shaoqing's charges have not been cleared. He is still the death row prisoner who ignored General Xiao's last order, stole the secret list and tried to deceive the king. Zhou Huai is the only one who can It proves that General Xiao has never been alone with Yan Congming from the time he got the list to his death.

As long as it can be proved that the two have never been in contact, then Yan Congming's so-called General Xiao entrusted him with the list will be self-defeating.

It's just that Zhou Huai's whereabouts are strange, and he can't be found so easily.

"Is there any movement in the army during these days." In the imperial study, the emperor asked the Minister of the Ministry of War.

After the triumphant return of the soldiers, those who were discharged had already returned home, and those who hadn't were settled in various camps in the capital. Many of them knew Yu Shaoqing, and in their eyes, Yu Shaoqing was by no means a deceitful person.

The Minister of the Ministry of War respectfully said: "Return to Your Majesty, no."

"No?" the emperor asked suspiciously, "doesn't anyone think that Yu Shaoqing was wronged?"

The Minister of the Ministry of War said: "Yu Shaoqing stayed in the Northwest Camp the longest, and most of the people he knew were in the Northwest Camp, but the Northwest Camp was massacred overnight, and the 20 or 30 people who escaped all left the capital... It is said that they are looking for clues to prove Yu Shaoqing's innocence."

Twenty or thirty emperors have not paid attention to it, and there is no movement in the army, which shows that Xiao Zhenting is still keeping his own place, and it also shows that this so-called Yu Shaoqing is not as dreadful as he imagined.

"It's actually..." The Minister of the Ministry of War paused for a while, but stopped talking.

The emperor said: "What is it? You just say it's okay, I forgive you for your innocence."

The minister of the Ministry of War is the mother of the emperor, and he is loyal to the emperor, and the emperor trusts him very much.

The Minister of the Ministry of War said: "Yan Houye not only killed King Wuheng, but also led the soldiers over the mountain of death, and sent the list to Youzhou without fear of life and death.

The emperor said impatiently: "Speak human words."

The Minister of the Ministry of War bite the bullet and said: "It is rumored in the army that Lord Yanhou...or the next Marshal Xiao."

"Nonsense!" The emperor slammed his fist on the desk.

Xiao Zhenting has always been the emperor's heart disease, he can't be killed and can't be lifted, if he is killed, he will have internal and external troubles; if he is not killed, he will make great achievements.

To put it bluntly, the emperor just lacked someone who could replace Xiao Zhenting, and when this person appeared, the emperor worried that he would become the next Xiao Zhenting who could not be controlled.

Therefore, saying that Lord Yanhou may be comparable to Xiao Zhenting's is definitely not a good thing.

The next day, the emperor received notes from the ministers, mostly requesting that Yu Shaoqing be executed immediately, and praised Yan Congming vigorously, claiming that the emperor should be promoted to the rank of Yan Congming.

The emperor laughed back in anger: "I have made him a Marquis, how can I be promoted to a noble? Is it possible that I have to make him a general and marshal?"

When everyone gathers firewood, sometimes it is not the high flame, but an invisible knife.

On the fourth day when he came to the court, a minister who had never said anything on weekdays stood up for the first time and said to the emperor: "Who is the list handed over to? Not guilty, and there is not enough evidence to prove that Yu Shaoqing is guilty. It seems a bit inappropriate to put him in jail based on Yan Houye's one-sided words. In Weichen's opinion, both of them are suspected, and they should be arrested together. Lord Hou should also be imprisoned!"

"You..." Yan Congming was very angry.

"Prisoning a victorious hero in prison will surely chill the hearts of the common people...What you said is not unreasonable..." The emperor showed a very embarrassed look.

The Minister of the Ministry of War stepped forward in time: "Your Majesty, it is better to release Yu Shaoqing first, and then arrest him for execution after there is enough evidence. In that case, the common people will have nothing to say."