Pampered and fierce wife: Reborn daughter-in-law has a strategy

Seeing Yingge's confused eyes, Li Xinran lowered his head and smiled without saying anything else.

Yingge didn't ask any more questions. If the lady didn't say anything, there must be his own reasons.

Li Xinran finished her meal step by step, returned to her tent, and called the secret guard: "How are you doing?"

The secret guard knelt down and saluted: "The doctor is treating me, but the legs and the broken hand may not be safe again."

Li Xinran waved his hand indifferently: "It doesn't matter, as long as he can survive, take me to see him."

The secret guard bowed his head and said yes, and then took Li Xinran to a large tent in the corner of the military camp. Very few people came here, so it was a relatively safe place.Li Xinran opened the curtain and walked in. The strong smell of medicine hit her instantly, and it was so bitter that it made people want to cry.

"General." The military doctor saluted when he saw Li Xinran walking in.

Li Xinran nodded and asked, "How's it going?"

The military doctor shook his head: "The old man is incompetent and can only save his life. More..." He shook his head. Li Xinran understood and just nodded: "Thank you, Doctor Zhao. You can go and rest first."

Military Doctor Zhao sighed, cupped his hands, and left the camp.

Li Xinran walked forward and looked at Huang Yi who was lying on the bed, without much expression on his face.

Huang Yi is not a weakling and does not need her pity. Their relationship is not very good, so she does not need sympathy: "How do you feel?" Li Xinran asked.

Huang Yi opened his eyes and saw Li Xinran, and smiled: "Much better than before."

It took several days from the time Kang Haoyi was killed to the time the news was spread to Yuzhou City. These days were enough for Li Xinran to plant spies in Kyoto to find out what happened.

Following the clues, I followed Huang Yi's home.

A small village, ordinary families, ordinary farmers.Although he was a distant relative of the British Duke, after Huang Yi was "dead", his parents cried loudly after receiving the bad news, and then returned home with the comfort money given by the court.

It must be heartbreaking that their only son died, but fortunately they got the money and they are still young and can still have children.

Huang Yi's parents returned to their hometown with the money. The reason given to them by the court was that Huang Yi accidentally fell off a cliff and his body was completely destroyed.The parents had no choice but to build a tomb for their son. A few years later, another pair of twins were born.

Time will dilute everything, and time will deepen everything.

Time has deepened Huang Yi's longing and attachment for his parents, but it has diluted his parents' longing for their "dead" eldest son.

When Huang Yi appeared in front of them again, what his parents thought about was not the surprise that their dead eldest son had come back, but what should we do if this waste was thrown into our house?

They carefully looked at the secret guards who sent Huang Yi. After those secret guards looked at Huang Yi with almost pity, they told them the exact words of Emperor Chu Hui:

“We have given your son back to you, and he is your son and no longer anyone else.”

Huang Yi's parents may or may not have understood. After sending the secret guards away with nods and bows, they only looked at their eldest son who was paralyzed on the ground with complicated eyes.

More than ten years of strangers made it impossible for them to gain any sense of familiarity from him. Perhaps only the similarity in their bones made them reluctantly feel that this was indeed their dead eldest son, rather than something they had offended. The son who was thrown away because he was a high official.

After simply tidying up the firewood shed, Huang Yi... no, he should be called Qian A Niu now, Qian A Niu was placed here.

Qian Aniu's father rubbed his hands and said, "Aniu, you can stay here for now. There is not much room at home. You can make do with it first. Dad will find a way to accommodate you later." '

As a secret guard, Qian Aniu has seen countless darkness and viciousness.I have seen countless distortions and darkness of human nature.It could be said that everyone had nothing to hide in front of him, but at this moment, he suddenly hated his own eyesight.

Because beneath his father's honest, awkward, and restrained appearance, he saw strangeness, indifference, and even disgust.

Even if he is not his son, even if he is just a child of his relatives, a child who is seriously injured, has a blood relationship with him, and even contributes the foundation for their current life, he should not let him sleep in the woodshed.

Even if you are poor.

But they are not poor now. When he came, he saw that as soon as he entered the two rooms in the courtyard, people could live in them. It was a bit like a courtyard, but not as square as a courtyard. It was obvious that one of the three houses was Of theirs, one room belonged to their current young son, and the other belonged to their young daughter.

"It's okay." He lowered his head. What else could he say otherwise? He had lost both legs and one hand. He was a disabled person and couldn't even go to the street to beg.

But where they couldn't see, he still held his hand tightly.

Paying for the worthlessness of worrying about him all these years, for their cold-bloodedness, and for his mistakes.

He finally knew why he chose to come back in the first place. Emperor Chu Hui looked at him with such pity. Maybe he had already thought of this situation.

But what can we do now?

Dinner that night was steamed buns and stewed vegetables, with very little shredded meat.

His mother pinched the corner of her clothes cautiously and said with a smile: "My family is not rich, so don't dislike it."

Qian Aniu just smiled and said gently: "Thank you, mother."

His mother sighed awkwardly, put the rice in front of him, turned around and left.

There was still steaming stew on the ground, but Qian Aniu's heart was already so cold that he felt as if he had been stuck in the ice water of nine consecutive winters, and it was so cold that he felt cold.

When he was cooking before, he heard his nominal brother yelling for chicken legs, and the younger sister also yelled for her brother to eat it. Although his mother quickly covered her mouth, but...

Qian Aniu smiled bitterly, who made him so smart?

He slowly picked up his chopsticks, took a spoonful of vegetables and put it into his mouth. The plain taste made him want to vomit as he was used to delicious food.

It turns out that he wasn't even given the slightest bit of chicken fat?

He silently put down his chopsticks. From the time he was injured until now, no one has treated him, not even their so-called "relatives".

The pain in his body and the sadness in his heart made him not want to eat anything at all.

Not far away, he listened to their laughter and laughter while eating, and it felt as if a knife blade had pierced his heart, and then twisted it.

After they finished eating, when his mother came to collect the dishes, her face changed when she saw the food he hadn't eaten, but she didn't say anything more, just put away the food and left in a hurry.

Qian Aniu could still hear his mother complaining to his father in a low voice and not eating the food. This must be a master.

"His father," his mother whispered, "do we really want to raise him?" There was deep disgust in his words.

Qian Aniu looked at his broken arm, and a violent anger suddenly emerged in his heart that he couldn't control, and it spread to his limbs.

"As a royal guard, why bother yourself so much?" A voice came from the darkness.