The Miracle Doctor’s Two-Faced Toddler

   Chapter 430 [V286] Dreaming of the truth (two more)

The lady let go of her hand, took a deep breath and said, "Of course you are your father's child, it's just that your father left in a hurry and felt guilty about that child, so he will always remember him, and you were by his side. When you grow up, your father will give you all that he can give you, he has no regrets, and naturally there is no too strong concern."

  Nangong Li didn't seem to believe it: "Is that so? Why do I always feel that..."

  The lady interrupted him: "Don't think wildly, there are still lengths of ten fingers outstretched, palms and backs are full of flesh, but in the end the flesh of the palms is thicker, it's just your father's preference for one over the other."

  Nangong Li was silent.

The lady    patted his hand: "It's so good, why did you suddenly start thinking?"

   "I can't tell you either, obviously it wasn't like this earlier, suddenly..." Nangong Li shook her head, "Forget it, I shouldn't be so suspicious of my mother, please forgive my mother."

The lady    smiled softly, stroked his cheek and said, "You are my son, how could I blame you? In front of the enemy, you and I should work together to get through the current difficulties."

  Nangong Li said with guilt: "What my mother said is very true."

The lady    said: "You don't have to doubt your background."

  Nangongli said worriedly: "But father, he lives by Yan Jiuchao's side now, he will soon know who he is, when he..."

  The female gentleman smiled coldly: "What if he knows? Can he not want our mother and son if he knows? Yan Jiuchao is his son, and so are you. Even if he doesn't recognize me, he will not want his own flesh and blood."

I don't know if it was Nangong Li's delusion, but the mother's expression seemed a little wrong when she said this, but it was only for a moment, and the lady smiled slightly: "It's getting late, you go back early to rest and keep your spirits up, so that you can Take good care of those scumbags."

  Nangong Li stood up and gave a salute: "My son retire."

  The lady nodded.

  Nangong Li turned and walked out of the house, everyone stepped over the threshold, and the lady behind him suddenly stopped him: "Li'er."

   "What's the matter, mother?" Nangong Li turned around.

The lady's eyelashes trembled, and she said warmly, "It's nothing, on your sister's side, you can take care of me one or two more times. She is the most unacceptable person about your father's affairs. I'm worried that she is too young to understand. She came to the door to make trouble again, she is not the opponent of that group."

  Is this what mother wants to tell herself?

  Why does he think...

  Nangong Li gathered her thoughts and nodded obediently: "I understand, I will keep an eye on her."

   "Go." The lady said with a smile.

  Nangong Li withdrew.

   He went to his sister's yard.

The lady    looked at the figure gradually disappearing into the night, showing a tired expression.

The lady    has not dreamed for a long time, but this night, as soon as she fell asleep, she fell into a nightmare.

It is said that there are dreams every day and night. Originally, Nangongli asked about her life experience. The lady thought she would dream of that child, but what she dreamed was the first time the concubine woke up in Nanzhao. .

   The young prince-in-law, the Yushu is close to the wind, handsome and threatening.

  The lady has lived for more than ten years and has never seen a man more beautiful than him.

  From the first time she saw him, the lady knew that she would never live without this man again.

   She did everything possible to get him.

   But the first sentence he woke up was to ask her coldly: "What exactly do you like about me?"

   She said jokingly: "I saw your face, what's wrong? No way?"

   It was just a joke, she never expected that the concubine would take it seriously, he grabbed the hairpin by the pillow and stroked it mercilessly towards his flawless face!

   If she said that she was interested in his heart, would he have to dig out his heart on the spot?

  The lady shuddered and sat up from the bedside.

   She gasped in shock.

   His clothes were soaked with cold sweat, and the mattress was sticky.

   She raised her hand and wiped the sweat from her forehead.

   The female envoy on duty at night heard the movement and came over with a lamp: "Your Highness, are you awake? Are you alright?"

   Lady's chest seemed to be blocked by a huge stone, she rubbed it uncomfortable and said, "Pour me a glass of water."

   "Yes." The envoy put the oil lamp on the table, poured a cup of hot tea, opened the curtain and handed it to the lady.

  The lady reached out to pick it up, but her hand shook, the teacup fell on the foot, and the tea splashed on the lady's clothes.

  This is the queen's fault, but the female envoy did not dare to put the burden on her, so she threw herself on her knees and said, "Your Highness forgive me!"

   "Where's the concubine?" The lady asked in a trembling voice.

  The female envoy replied: "The prince is in Ziwei Pavilion."

  The lady was stunned for a moment.

  Yes, the concubine moved to Ziwei Pavilion and lived beside Yan Jiuchao.

   He was taken away.

   Jealousy floods like a tide.

   Lady's hand on the mattress tightened little by little.

  Lagerstroemia pavilion, the concubine, Yan Jiuchao, Yu Wan and the three little black eggs just had dinner, because the concubine woke up late, and the dinner was set too late.

  This is the concubine... Now it's time to call King Yan.

   This is the first time that King Yan has dined with several juniors. The three little guys eat deliciously, and they are not picky eaters or lose their temper. They eat whatever Yu Wan puts into their bowls.

   When you encounter something you don’t like to eat, you will inadvertently frown, but you still eat it without any leftovers.

   King Yan didn't remember the past, but looking at them, he seemed to know what Yan Jiuchao looked like when he was young.

  Xiaobao is most like Yan Jiuchao, regardless of appearance or temperament, of course these Yan kings do not know, it is Yu Wan who guessed that Yan Jiuchao was Xiaobao when he was a child through the description of Uncle Wan.

   Special ability.

   also likes to act like a spoiled child.

   is a bit stupid again.

   Compared with strength, he is no better than Dabao, than Ruanmeng, but Erbao. Of course, he is the most powerful than Nieren.

  No, after eating, Dabao and Erbao asked Fuling to take them to take a bath, but Xiaobao hung on Yu Wan's body and refused to come down.

   "Xiaobao has a headache, Xiaobao is not well, cough cough!"

   He was coquettish and coughing in a fake manner.

  Yu Wan looked at him and snorted: "It's not all right, then you have to drink medicine."

  "..." Little Treasure came down obediently.

  Yu Wan smiled and went to collect the table. When she entered the mansion, she only brought a cook and two maids. Yu Wan would also help when she was too busy.

  Xiaobao saw that no one was paying attention to him, so he slumped his head down.

   "Come to Grandpa." King Yan waved at Xiaobao.

   Little Treasure doesn't recognize birth, not to mention that he met once when he ran away from home earlier, and they are considered friends in adversity.

  Xiaobao walked over, looked at the mask on his face and said, "Why are you wearing this?"

   He and Erbao have only spoken for a month, but they can already speak long sentences.

   "Why not Xiaobao?" Xiaobao pointed to his face and said.

   "Do you want?" King Yan asked.

   Xiaobao nodded.

King Yan raised his hand to take off the mask on his face, but a memory suddenly flashed in his mind: it was a young Nangong Li who asked the same question and wanted his mask. It scared the young Nangong Li to tears.

   Nangong Li cried so much that she didn't want to be near him.

   Now, he can face this sudden memory with magnanimity, but back then, when he was so feared and disliked by his own son, he felt a little uncomfortable.

   King Yan didn't want to scare Xiaobao, and he didn't want to feel uncomfortable again. He put down his hand and said to Xiaobao, "If Xiaobao likes it, grandpa will buy one for you tomorrow morning."

  Xiaobao shook his head: "I want this from you."

   King Yan sighed: "But grandpa is very ugly. Taking off the mask will scare Xiaobao."

  Xiaobao's eyes widened, with a "how is it possible" expression?

  Yan Wang Rao is very old, and Rao only shows a pair of eyes and a smooth chin, which can also be called the color of the city.

  Xiaobao doesn't know what a beautiful city is not, but he also knows that this person is good-looking.

   "Xiaobao is the most courageous!" Xiaobao patted his chest and said.

  It is like this with children, the more you don't show him, the more he wants to see it.

  Xiaobao stared curiously at King Yan's mask, looking left and right, wishing he could see a hole.

   King Yan hesitated for a while, but still took off the mask.

   Xiaobao saw the scar across his left face, and Xiaobao's eyes widened.

   King Yan's heart flashed a trace of panic.

   should not be picked.

   still scares the child.

   Just when King Yan was scrambling to put the mask back on, Xiaobao suddenly stretched out his little hand and touched the scar on his face: "Does it hurt?"

  My little hands were soft, and they felt a little cold just after washing them.

   King Yan felt that his heart was hot.

   There was no fear or disgust in Xiaobao's clear eyes.

  Xiaobao brought a small stool, stepped on the stool, stood on tiptoe, faced his face, and whispered softly: "Huhu, the pain is gone."

   (end of this chapter)