The Miracle Doctor’s Two-Faced Toddler

   Chapter 218 [V075] Wan Wan Xiao The Truth

   "Isn't it? Are you so cruel? Even the ashes are not spared." Ying Liu came here halfway and happened to witness the last scene.

   Shadow Thirteen frowned: "I didn't order this."

   Really didn't tell him, he just let the little thief rob Yan Ruyu, leaving Yan Ruyu with nothing, who would have expected Yan Ruyu to take the ashes on his body and protect him like a treasure? Isn't it obvious to tell others to rob it?

   "What? Are you soft-hearted?" Ying Shisan glanced at Ying Liu, "Don't you forget how she treated the young masters?"

   They caught a few servants who didn't have time to wander, and they heard about that night from the servants' mouths. It wasn't that Miss Yu appeared in time, and the ghosts knew what the young master made her to be.

   Ying Liu deeply agreed and sighed: "I don't sympathize with her."

"It's fine if you don't have sympathy." Ying Shisan said expressionlessly, Ying Liu was born as a scout, not like he climbed out of the dead. The conscience of a normal person.

   Ying Liu continued: "I just sympathize with those two children, how can I have a mother like her?"

   Yan Ruyu's death is more than guilt, but the child should not suffer such a crime, but whose fault is this? Isn't Yan Ruyu doing all the bad things first, so will the present retribution be behind? In the end, all the cause and effect is her own fault, and she can't blame others.

   "That's not her child's ashes." Ying Shisan said.

  Yingliu was stunned: "Huh?"

   Shadow Thirteen said, "Do you think Madam Yan would give her own grandson's ashes to a fleeing daughter to take away?"

   "Ah, Madam Yan she..."

   Shadow Thirteen said with deep eyes, "She's not stupid."

  …

   "Madam." Cui Er pushed open the door and put a bowl of ginseng soup on the table, "You haven't eaten all day, drink some ginseng soup to replenish your body."

   "I have no appetite." Madam Yan said.

   "Miss will be fine." Tweety said with relief.

   Mrs. Yan smiled bitterly and did not answer.

  Cui'er took out a brand new copper lock from her wide sleeve: "Madam, this is the lock you want. It's very good. What do you want to lock?"

   Mrs. Yan didn't answer her, she took the copper lock and said, "Go down, I want to be alone."

   "Yes." Tweety stepped back.

   Mrs. Yan came to the closet, opened the door, and took out a mahogany box. There were two white porcelain jars in the box. She touched the lid of the jar and felt a pain in her throat.

   She locked the box, moved it to the back lake of Yan Mansion, found a shovel, and shoveled a handful of soil and a handful of soil.

   After a quarter of an hour, she buried the box in it.

   The twilight is all around, and the clouds are flickering.

   She folded two green willow branches and planted them in the soil.

   "Rest in peace, child."

   A gust of evening wind blew, green leaves floating on the willow branches, as if nodding gently.

  …

  In the hutong, the little thief finished the robbery, and he was content to bring the stolen goods to Ying Shisan to return to his life. He did not dare to swallow the stolen goods, so he divided the stolen goods into two parts, and put the big head in a bag to honor Ying Shisan.

  Ying Thirteen sat on the carriage, opened only one side of the curtain, and gave him a light look.

   The little thief showed that he was really not too greedy, so he showed everything: "Thank you, Thirteenth Master, for the meal, and all the best ones are for honoring Thirteenth Master."

   Ying Thirteen was not interested in these external things, as long as he waved his hand to let him take it back, he heard Ying Liu gulping.

   Ying Thirteen looked at him, Ying Six looked up at the sky.

   Shadow Thirteen shook his head, took the bag over, and said to the little thief, "Okay, it's none of your business, you can go."

   "Hey!" The little thief responded hastily, and just took two steps, when he thought of something, he turned around and said, "Master Thirteen, that woman seems crazy."

   Ying Shisan and Ying Liu got off the carriage and walked to the alley where Yan Ruyu was.

The alley was stinking, Yan Ruyu was lying on the ground in an embarrassment, her clothes and hair were covered with dirty things in the sour water, she held the ashes on the ground with her hands, and put them into the clothes that were pulled into pockets one by one. Pretend, weep for a while, and giggle madly for a while.

   Ying Liu's heart shuddered: "It won't be crazy, will it?"

   Shadow Thirteen said: "Who knows if she is really crazy, or is she pretending to be crazy?"

   After saying that, Ying Shisan came to Yan Ruyu.

  Yan Ruyu only felt that the light above her head dimmed, and her hand to grab the ashes stopped. She lifted it up and stared blankly at this tall and mighty man. The tip of her nose was sour: "Young Master..."

   Shadow Thirteen looked at her condescendingly, and did not correct her that she was mistaken.

Yan Ruyu put her dress in one hand and rested on the ground with the other hand, and crawled towards Ying Shisan on her knees, she grabbed the hem of Ying Shisan's clothes with her hand covered with sour water and ashes: "Young master... our child is gone. …”

   "Your child is gone, not mine." Ying Shisan said expressionlessly.

  Yan Ruyu was stunned there as if he was hit in the head.

  Ying Thirteen didn't come to talk nonsense with her. After sweeping his eyes around her, he tore off her sleeves and took out a high-quality suet jade pendant.

   This is the jade pendant that Awan pawned at the beginning.

   The little thief missed her without searching her body.

Ying Shisan came to get the jade pendant. As for what happened to this woman, it had nothing to do with him. He was not kind enough to tell Yan Ruyu the truth. A woman like her who stole other people's children deserved to experience the pain of losing her flesh and blood. .

When    was alive, she lost them once, and now that she is dead, she will lose them again. This kind of pain is really desperate.

   But soon, Yan Ruyu will find that her despair has just begun.

   She let the three young masters spend two years in a state of anxiety, and this account will not be settled so easily.

   Ying Shisan gave her a cold look, put away the jade pendant, and turned and left together with Ying Liu.

  Yan Ruyu cried and begged for mercy: "Young Master, don't go - don't go - don't leave me - I know I'm wrong-"

   Now you know what's wrong?

late.

  …

  The spring is bright, Yu Wan is standing in a colorful garden, holding scissors in one hand and a basket in the other, she picks fresh roses and plans to make a few plates of delicious rose cakes in the kitchen.

  Not far away, three little guys were drilling around in the flowers, chasing a cute little snow fox.

   Little Snow Fox scurried away and disappeared.

  Three little guys came over aggrievedly.

   "Mother, gone!"

   Xiaobao said.

   Yu Wan rubbed their heads: "Are you tired after playing for so long?"

   The three nodded.

"Go to the pavilion to rest for a while, there is something to eat in the pavilion." Yu Wan pointed to the pavilion not far away, and the three little guys hurried away, stood on tiptoe, took the snacks on the table, and ate them up. .

   "My mother eats it too."

  The three little guys fed the snacks into her mouth.

   So sweet.

   She smiled contentedly.

But for some reason, her eyes suddenly darkened. When she opened her eyes again, she was standing on the towering tower. Under the city, there was a lot of slaughter and starvation. Three men in armor were riding on horses with spears. .

   They had blood all over their faces, and they couldn't recognize their faces for a long time, but she still recognized them at a glance, they were three grown-up little milk buns!

  They...they are killing each other!

   The three parties fought brutally.

   The eldest's spear stabbed the second child's chest. The second child's hidden weapon aimed at the eyes of the eldest brother and the third child. The third child's eyes were red, and he seemed to die with his brothers.

  Stop!

  All stop me!

   She wanted to stop them, but found that no sound could come out of her throat.

   On the observation deck opposite, a slim and glamorous figure stood against the wind.

   is this woman!

  Her children kill each other, all because of her!

   "Stop...stop—"

  Yu Wan woke up from a coma with a shudder.

   "Ouch!" The girl who was dozing by the bed was so frightened by Yu Wan that she slammed her head against the bedpost.

   Yu Wan gasped for breath, it turned out to be a dream, it scared her to death.

   "You scared me to death, what did you just shout?" The girl rubbed her aching head and muttered in dissatisfaction.

   Yu Wan's eyelids moved, and she felt sore all over, as if she had a fight with someone.

  Yu Wan looked at the girl dazedly, and it took a long while to recognize who she was: "Miss Bai?"

   As soon as she opened her mouth, she was startled by her own voice, what did she do? How can it be so dumb?

   Her body was sore, her voice was hoarse, her body didn't seem to be her own... Could she be—

   "You are sick." Bai Tang said.

"…Oh."

  Alright, that kind of thing has to be done when she is awake, otherwise she didn't have an impression, wouldn't it be a waste of time?

   "What did you dream about? You screamed so loudly." Bai Tang asked.

   "Something messed up, probably burnt out." Or else? How could she think in her dream that she was the mother of three little milk buns, even if they were not her own, they were not hers, although she hoped they were hers.

  Bai Tang stroked Yu Wan's forehead with his hand: "It's still a little hot."

  Yu Wan opened her eyes wide and stared at the room for a long time, feeling familiar but unable to recognize where it was. To be precise, she could not subconsciously associate this place with Bai Tang.

   "Where am I?" she asked, her last impression was on the lake that day, with Yan Jiuchao by her side, she fell asleep peacefully.

   Bai Tang's apricot eyes stared, "Young master's mansion! You've been in a coma for three days!"

   "I slept for so long..." Yu Wan raised her weak arm and pressed her forehead, "Why are you here?"

   Bai Tang giggled: "Your eldest brother, please ask me to come and take care of you."

Before he even got through the door, he summoned his daughter-in-law. The eldest brother has done a little out of the ordinary, but according to her words, Yan Jiuchao should have explained his whereabouts and situation to his family. As for the eldest brother after all Please Bai Tang come over, it's still her parents, I don't know.

   Of course, taking care of her is just a pretense. The young master's mansion is full of servants, and he can hire the top imperial doctor. How can a delicate daughter help? Rather, he came to watch her, so that Yan Jiuchao would not take advantage of her.

   "He comes to see you every day, don't worry, I won't tell you." Bai Tang read Yu Wan's mind and winked mischievously at Yu Wan,

   So what's the use of her family giving her a pair of small eyes, they were bought by Yan Jiuchao at once.

   "Where's the child?" Yu Wan was most concerned about the three little milk packs.

  Bai Tang's eyes rolled: "They are next door, do you want to carry them over?"

Yu Wan shook her head. A seemingly inadvertent movement seemed to shake her brains away. It seemed that she was not very ill. She rarely got sick from her body. out of hand.

   "You don't want to see them?" Bai Tang asked frantically.

   Yu Wan was busy with a headache, so she didn't notice the tightness in her eyes for a while: "Don't give them the sickness."

  Although she really wanted to see them right away, it was too hard for such a young child to be sick.

Bai Tang had already inquired about the child from Yan Jiuchao and knew that Yu Wan was the mother of the three little guys. When she first heard the big news, she almost didn't drop her jaw, but soon, she replaced Yu Wan. Wan became happy. After all, how much Yu Wan liked those children, she saw them all. She obviously hated Yan Ruyu so much, but she never neglected them because of her disagreement with Yan Ruyu.

   It may be true that blood is thicker than water, but Yu Wan's conscience is not fake either.

   As long as she is blinded by the hatred in her heart, she may have already done something that she regrets.

   So how do you say something? To be kind to others is to be kind to oneself.

   A despicable and shameless woman like Yan Ruyu, who harms others and ends up harming herself, deserves her to end up with nothing.

   "Why do I think you have something to say?" Yu Wan found Bai Tang smiling like a fool, "A happy event? My elder brother begged you for a kiss?"

   "What!" Bai Tang's face darkened.

   "You're disappointed yet?" Yu Wan teased her.

  Bai Tang tapped her forehead: "You're too sick to get out of bed, and you still want to make fun of me."

   "Let's have fun in the midst of suffering." Yu Wan said weakly.

   Bai Tang burst out laughing.

   When I first met Yu Wan, I thought Yu Wan was a piece of wood. After getting along, I found that this person was much more dishonest than I imagined.

  I wonder if her elder brother is like this too? An honest person on the surface is actually full of bad water.

  The two were talking, when the mother's voice sounded outside the house: "Miss Bai, is Miss Yu awake? Then I brought the medicine in."

"Yes, yes, my pig brain, I forgot to give you medicine!" Bai Tang got up and went to open the door for Fang mama, took a bowl of steaming concoction, went back to the bed, and helped Yu Wan sit up.

  Yu Wan took a sip, frowning bitterly.

   "Pinch your nose and pour it in in one breath." Bai Tang feigned sickness this month and did not drink less medicine, and he drank his own experience.

   "But it's still bitter." Yu Wan sighed, "I have a cold, but it's actually seven days of taking medicine, and one week of not taking medicine."

   "What?" Bai Tang didn't understand.

   "That is to say, I don't need medicine for this disease." Yu Wan decisively put the medicine bowl on the stool beside the bed.

   "You just don't want to drink, right?" Bai Tang stared at him.

  Yu Wan thought about it for a while: "Well...you can say that."

   "I made you unable to drink, so of course someone will make you drink!" Bai Tang stomped her feet and went out without looking back.

   Not long after, Yan Jiuchao entered the house.

After returning from the lake, not only Yu Wan was sick, but several little guys also had snot bubbles. Although not as serious as Yu Wan, the mother and son fell ill together, and Yan Jiuchao didn't get a good night's sleep. .

   He was wearing a crescent white robe, with a handsome face and a faint crow in his eyes.

   He came in and sat down by the bed.

   "How do you feel?" he asked.

   "It's okay." Yu Wan said.

   Yan Jiuchao picked up the medicine bowl in front of him and took a sip by himself: "It's not hot anymore."

  Yu Wan wanted to say, that's what I drank.

   Yan Jiuchao never served anyone. From childhood to adulthood, others served him. He scooped a spoonful of the soup and fed it to Yu Wan's mouth.

  Yu Wan took a sip: "It's so bitter."

   But no matter how bitter the medicine was, he fed it himself, and she still drank it obediently.

   After drinking, Yan Jiuchao stuffed a piece of candied fruit into her mouth.

  The sweet and sour taste melted on the tip of the tongue, instantly diluting the bitterness of the concoction.

   "Yan Jiuchao." Thinking of something, she suddenly spoke.

   "Huh?" Yan Jiuchao looked at her.

  Yu Wan gave him a strange look: "Did you tell me something when I was sleeping?"

   "What?" Yan Jiuchao asked.

  Yu Wan thoughtfully said: "You seem to say... my son is alive and in my arms, is that what you said?"

   At that time, she only had a small milk bag in her arms.

   It was this sentence that caused her to dream that the little milk bag called her mother. Of course, it may also be that she thought her child was crazy, so she dreamed that Yan Jiuchao said such things to herself.

   Alas, how shameless she is to take other people's flesh and blood as her own in a dream.

  I thought that Yan Jiuchao would smear her with a vicious tongue, but he was silent.

   After a long while, he mustered up the courage to say, "That's not a dream, it's real."

  You really have sons, three.

   (end of this chapter)