The reborn son cursed his mother, bah, she heard it all

Jiang Ying's expression was dull.

Jiang Yuanyi also looked unprepared. Just as he was about to open his mouth to reprimand her, Jiang Yuanlang suddenly feinted and knelt on one knee in front of Jiang Ying, holding the brocade box in both hands. "Sister, Third Brother was just joking with you. Such a good gift is definitely the most meaningful gift Third Brother has ever received in his life. How could I possibly despise it!"

"Third brother was wrong before. Third brother sincerely apologizes to his sister."

"sorry!"

Jiang Ying looked in astonishment at the handsome young man kneeling in front of him. It must be said that it was too sudden and made him quite uncomfortable.

"Big brother, third brother..." Just when it was awkward, Jiang Yuanchen came.

As soon as he entered the room, he saw Jiang Yuanlang had changed from kneeling to squatting in front of Jiang Ying. He immediately walked forward and squatted together, holding his chin with both hands with a curious look, "Third brother, what are you doing, is it fun?"

Jiang Yuanlang, "..."

Because he couldn't say anything too cheesy, he chose to prove himself through action.

Jiang Yuanlang was depressed because he thought his eldest brother couldn't see because of his poor eyesight, but he was caught by his stupid second brother.

He took back the brocade box and stood up quickly.

His voice was dull and deep, "Second brother, you should take medicine."

"Puchi", Jiang Ying couldn't help laughing.

After a while, the three brothers sat opposite her, their eyes burning.

Jiang Ying took out the pulse pillow and said, "Since you are all here, I will give each of you a thorough check to see if the dosage is correct."

The three of them nodded, being extremely obedient and cooperative.

The pulse diagnosis was completed soon, and it was almost the same as Jiang Ying's previous judgment, so there was no need to readjust the medicine.

Jiang Ying stood up while collecting his things. "It's fine. Keep taking the medicine. If nothing unexpected happens, in three or four days, eldest brother's eyes will be able to see again, and second brother's memory will also come back. But third brother may need another month or two of recuperation."

Hearing this, the three Yuans' pupils trembled and they looked at each other, unable to believe that it was so easy?

"Sister Ying..." Jiang Yuanyi's voice was hoarse.

Jiang Yuanchen had a dazed look on his face, but actually his hands were tightly grasping the hem of his clothes, because after taking the medicine in the past few days, he could gradually remember some fragments, and now he only needed a key thread to string all these trivial things together!

But among the three, Jiang Yuanlang had the biggest reaction.

He stood up suddenly, the chair behind him made a high-pitched friction sound, and his lips opened and closed with difficulty, "Sister, are you saying... I can get better? Have you heard of the genius doctor Mu Bai? He, he asserted that I will not live past the age of 25!"

One is a world-famous miracle doctor, and the other is a young girl.

Jiang Yuanlang's reason told him not to have too high expectations, but she did clear the remaining poison in his eldest brother's body, cured his eye disease, and restored his second brother's brain which had become stupid due to injury. Couldn't he help but believe it?

"Miraculous Doctor Mu Bai?" Jiang Ying searched his memory for a moment, then shook his head. "I've never heard of him. I didn't have much access to information from the outside world when I was in Xinghua Village. But if I say I can cure it, then I can. There's no need for me to lie to you, right?"

Jiang Yuanlang shook his head at first, then nodded frantically when he realized something was wrong, "Yes, yes, my sister will definitely not lie to my third brother, I believe in my sister!"

If it can be cured, who wouldn’t want to live?

In an instant, Jiang Yuanlang felt as if most of the haze in his heart had dissipated.

The two brothers next to him pressed their palms heavily on the back of his left and right hands, silently giving him strength.

Jiang Ying said goodbye at the right time, "Then you should take your medicine carefully, and don't take the wrong medicine for others. I'm leaving first."

"Thank you, sister! Take care, sister!" the three said in unison.

Jiang Ying didn't look back, but raised the corners of his mouth slightly, then strode back to his room.

In a blink of an eye, a few days passed and it was the fifth day of April.

The Qinwang Palace specially sent a team of carriages and horses, dressed in festive and ostentatious manner, saying that they were here to pick up the main person for the full moon banquet.

Of course Jiang Ying wouldn't let them take Xiao Yanzhi away!

The man from the Qinwang Palace's face darkened, as if Jiang Ying was ungrateful. Just as he was about to lecture him, Yan Zhuo's carriage arrived.

A tall and dignified man walked out of the carriage. Those people immediately shut up and took a step back with embarrassed looks.

Yan Zhuo's expression was cold and stern. "I will pick up my wife and children myself. Just go and report to Madam Tong that I and the children will not miss the auspicious time!"

"Your Highness the Prince..." Someone wanted to persuade him.

Yan Zhuo glanced at him coldly, "Is this king's order irrelevant?"

"My words were spoken out of turn, please don't blame me, Your Majesty!" The man slapped Jiang Ying lightly on the face, and before leaving, he glared at Jiang Ying fiercely.

Jiang Ying rolled her eyes to the sky. Is she sick? She glared at Yan Zhuo because she couldn't beat him?

"Do I look like a weakling?" Jiang Ying stood in front of Yan Zhuo, not hiding his dissatisfaction at all.

He paused, but his eyes were attracted by the cute and round meat dumpling in her arms——

Small clothes and pants embroidered with gold and silver threads, pomegranates and a hundred blessings, tiger-head shoes, and Guanyin pockets are all embroidered with auspiciousness and look vivid.

The three-month-old baby was in the teething period, so I tied a bib around his chest. The little guy would spit out some saliva bubbles to play with from time to time.

There is a double blessing and peace lock around the neck, and small blessing jade bracelets on the hands and feet.

It is bright and prosperous, and seems hazy, just like the image of Nezha described in the book.

Especially from time to time, Yan Zhuo actually felt that the child looked at him with a provocative look. What was going on? Would he really be a little devil when he grew up?

"The child is heavy, let me hold him for you." Yan Zhuo stretched out his hand willingly.

Compared to his previous complicated and tangled feelings, he now naturally wanted to get close to this child.

He also didn't object to Jiang Ying standing beside him.

And the little woman is also very beautiful today! She is gentle and beautiful, with pearls adorning her hair, and the round pearl earrings of the right size on her earlobes, which make her facial features more delicate and soft, gorgeous but not stealing the show.

He suddenly felt that the full moon banquet held by Tong was quite interesting!

"Okay." Jiang Ying didn't go against Yan Zhuo. His son was his, so why not let him work if he wanted to?

Just stuff it in.

Because her grandmother had a plan for this full moon banquet, Jiang Ying tacitly agreed to Tong's grand plan.

Of course, Tong was the wife of Prince Qin, and the full moon banquet was agreed to by Prince Qin. Even his own son Yan Zhuo could not refuse. Jiang Ying knew that if he forced his way, he would get nothing good, so he had no choice but to agree.

Turning slightly, Jiang Ying glanced towards the inner courtyard, but did not see his grandmother and three brothers.

Yan Zhuo thought they were not going, so he frowned and asked, "Why, grandma and uncles are not ready yet?"

Jiang Ying glanced at him and said, "Now you call them grandma and uncle, which is more convenient for you than for me."

"This king is a polite and cultured person." Yan Zhuo held the child mainly on his left hand, with his right hand hanging loosely.

Although it's a bit strenuous, it's okay and I can bear it.

Suddenly, he couldn't help but think of Jiang Ying saying that he could cure his hand. If it could be cured, then he could not only hold his son, but also...

Yan Zhuo's gaze involuntarily fell on Jiang Ying's slim waist, which was covered with red clothes.

He's quite thin, so he shouldn't be heavy.