Dingjiangshan

Only then did Ning Huaijin realize that Jiang Ling was holding a child in his arms.

The child only showed half of his small face from the swaddle, biting his fingers and sleeping soundly, with a bit of rice paste hanging from the corner of his mouth, looking a little silly.

Ning Huaijin frowned, subconsciously turned to look at Ning Yan.

"It's a long story." Ning Yan looked back at the baby, and said shortly: "This is the third brother's child."

Ning Huaijin was taken aback for a moment, the confusion on her face didn't decrease at all, on the contrary she looked even more confused.

But he looked at Ning Yan's hand, weighed it briefly in his heart, then temporarily put the child's matter behind him, turned his back, and bent slightly in Ning Yan's posture around him , carried Ning Yan back.

Ning Yan never expected that Ning Huaijin would come here suddenly, he was startled, and hurriedly said, "Uncle Huang!"

"Why?" Ning Huaijin turned her head and asked.

"I—" Ning Yan stumbled, and quickly said, "I'll go by myself."

Ning Huaijin didn't let go, and walked into the courtyard after making sure her back was stable.

"It's not the first time." Ning Huaijin said very naturally: "You are tired, it's better to take two steps less."

What a joke, Ning Yan thought in shock, he hasn't been recited by Ning Huaijin since he was seven years old, how can he live longer and get back now, and let people see where he put his face.

Ning Yan tried to struggle at first, but Ning Huaijin hugged her tightly, and there were only a few steps to go, so Ning Yan gave up after a little struggle, and simply lowered his head, laying his head on Ning Huaijin's shoulder and pretending to be dead.

But as soon as he calmed down, Ning Yan realized something was wrong.

——Ning Huaijin seemed to be trembling.

Ning Yan was stunned for a moment, thinking it was his own illusion.So he put his arms around Ning Huaijin's shoulders calmly, leaned his face against his shoulders and felt it carefully, only to find that the other party was really shaking, but the feeling was so subtle that he had been shaking all the time just now. not found.

Ning Yan unconsciously tightened his hand around Ning Huaijin, feeling a little panicked.

This kind of panic is different from the previous worry about being scolded, it is more like a kind of uneasiness derived from the unknown, as if something is out of control in front of his eyes, and he can't solve it, and he doesn't even know where the change came from place.

Ning Huaijin seemed to be paying attention to him all the time. As soon as Ning Yan exerted force on his hand, Ning Huaijin slowed down and asked, "Why, the wound hurts too much?"

"No." Ning Yan replied calmly.

Ning Huaijin hummed and said nothing.Ning Yan carefully observed his expression, slowly tightened his arms, and tentatively hugged him tighter.

Ning Huaijin didn't show any resistance, and didn't stop, she walked steadily through a small gate with Ning Yan on her back, and walked towards the main courtyard that had been cleaned up in advance.

Ning Yan's heart sank, and he realized that something was wrong.

If it is "Prince Gong", then Ning Yan will at least gain a lot of preaching, saying that the emperor's behavior is to ignore the turmoil of the country; A meal similar to "such a major event was not discussed in advance", instead of nothing like now.

He even felt that the reason why Ning Huaijin didn't train him and didn't show any disapproval was purely because he had lost the ability to think at all, and even his emotions were packed up and thrown away.

But before Ning Yan carefully tested it, Ning Huaijin had already walked to the main courtyard and pushed open the door of the main room.

Cheng Yuan had already waited in the room ahead of time, and when he saw this, he hurriedly stood up from his chair, rubbed his hands, and looked at Ning Yan with some embarrassment.

"Your Majesty." Cheng Yuan spoke first, "Are you alright?"

There was someone else in the room, so Ning Yan could only swallow back what he wanted to say, patted Ning Huaijin on the shoulder, and signaled him to let him down.

Ning Huaijin seemed to be a little more calm than him, and calmly nodded to Cheng Yuan as a greeting, then took two steps into the room, and put Ning Yan on the couch outside.

"A Ling." Ning Huaijin settled Ning Yan, turned her head and said to Jiang Ling who had followed her all the way: "You go back first, the courtyard next door has also been cleaned up. As for this child--this king will find someone later. The nurse passed by."

Just as Jiang Ling was about to step into the house with his left foot, he stopped immediately when he heard this, and looked around with the child in his arms.Although she didn't see anything wrong with Ning Huaijin, but she subtly sensed the strange atmosphere in the room, she immediately withdrew her feet, smiled slyly, and ran away with the child in her arms.

Cheng Yuan: "..."

Before Doctor Cheng could say anything, Ning Huaijin bent down to pick up Ning Yan's right hand, and carefully rolled up his sleeve.

"Doctor Cheng." Ning Huaijin said, "Please take a look."

Cheng Yuan groaned, and came to his senses belatedly, quickly picked up the small medicine box beside him and walked to the side of the couch, and fastened Ning Yan's rolled up sleeves with silver pins.

Just when Cheng Yuan was about to remove the cloth, Ning Yan suddenly spoke.

"Uncle Emperor." Ning Yan patted himself on the left side: "Sit here."

Originally, Ning Huaijin stood a little further away to make way for Cheng Yuan, but when she heard this, she glanced at Ning Yan suspiciously, paused for a moment, and sat down obediently.

"Your Majesty, it might hurt a little." Cheng Yuan said that he had untied the last few layers, and was pulling out the hairpin that Jiang Ling used to fix Ning Yan's wrist before.

Ning Huaijin sat down, but her eyes kept on Ning Yan's injured hand and refused to move away. She still looked very nervous.

After Cheng Yuan pulled out the fixed hairpin, he stopped trying to untie the remaining layers of white cloth, but confirmed the location of the wound, then took out a pair of silver scissors from the medicine box, and placed it on top of the burning spice box. Baked and baked.

Ning Huaijin was watching seriously, when suddenly she stretched out a hand from the side, wrapped it around his shoulder and covered his eyes.

Ning Huaijin was slightly taken aback, and subconsciously stretched out her hand to stop it, but halfway through, she remembered that it was Ning Yan's hand, so she stopped.

Immediately afterwards, Ning Huaijin heard a crisp sound of metal collisions, and Ning Yan took a breath from the side almost at the same time, and leaned over to lean his head on his shoulder.

Ning Huaijin could probably imagine what happened—it was probably because Ning Yan's wound hadn't healed yet, and part of the blood stains and new tender flesh stuck to the cloth strip that wrapped the wound, which inevitably affected the wound when it was taken apart.

Due to the cold poison, Ning Yan's body temperature was slightly lower than ordinary people.His palms were dry, and he lightly placed them in front of Ning Huaijin's eyes, and a little bit of gentle sunlight could leak through his fingers.

Ning Huaijin blinked slowly, and slowly lowered her eyelids, avoiding the ray of light that seemed to be there.

Ning Yan's gasp just now was deliberately suppressed, but because he was quite close, Ning Huaijin could still hear it clearly.

Ning Yan didn't want him to see it, but Ning Huaijin still knew that he must be in pain.

"Your Majesty." Ning Huaijin heard Cheng Yuan's voice say: "...you have injured your bones and meridians, I will re-attach your bones, please bear with me a little."

Ning Yan hummed and agreed.

Ning Huaijin was stopped by Ning Yan, she didn't know what happened outside, and couldn't see Cheng Yuan's movements.

But soon, he felt that Ning Yan beside him froze suddenly, then turned his head and bit his collar.

"His Majesty--"

Ning Yan seemed to be in severe pain, and impatiently turned his head and dawdled for a while, let out a suppressed grunt, and his breathing became much heavier.

The cold sweat oozing from his forehead followed the movement and left a wet mark on the side of Ning Huaijin's neck. Ning Huaijin's words seemed to be cut off suddenly in mid-air, without even the end Leave.

Cheng Yuan couldn't help looking up at Ning Huaijin in his busy schedule.

These days, Ning Yan was outside and didn't know that Cheng Yuan and Xie Jue could clearly see Ning Huaijin's situation.

On the one hand, Ning Huaijin felt annoyed that she didn't find out that something was wrong with Ning Yan, and actually made Ning Yan's mind rush to take risks. On the other hand, she blamed herself for not protecting him immediately when she was in front of the battle.These two emotions were rambling in Ning Huaijin's heart, almost breaking him apart.

Although Cheng Yuan didn't like to slander Ning Yan's right and wrong in his heart, he also felt that it was a bit too much for him to be true this time.

Thinking of this, Cheng Yuan decided to leave a place for the two of them to talk alone, and quickly finished treating Ning Yan's wound, took off the few silver needles that had just fixed the meridian, and hurriedly left some "don't get wet" and "on time" Changing the medicine" and other clichés, he packed up his things and left.

It wasn't until Cheng Yuan went out and walked away that Ning Yan slowly let go of Ning Huaijin's poor collar, and adjusted his breathing on his own.

When he was in Anqing Mansion, he was concerned about the dangers around him, and he had to maintain a posture at all times, so that no one could see his flaws, he just felt that no matter how painful it was, he could bear it.But now, as soon as he came back and was beside Ning Huaijin, he seemed to become coquettish again out of thin air, and he felt uncomfortable no matter how he put his hands down.

If it was normal, Ning Yan would definitely hit the snake with the stick, just show off his pity for this matter, ask for a few nice words from Ning Huaijin, or ask for some kindness.

But today he dared not.

——Because he found that from the moment he got off the car to now, Ning Huaijin was far less calm than he appeared.

Ning Yan didn't speak, and didn't point out that something was wrong with him, but slowly let go of the hand covering Ning Huaijin's eyes, and asked softly, "Does Uncle Huang have anything to ask me?"

Ning Yan asked so carefully, but also a little apprehensive, he really looked a bit like a child who got into trouble.

Ning Huaijin's eyes first turned around on Ning Yan's right wrist, but unfortunately, Ning Yan had covered the injury with his sleeve, and he didn't see anything.

So Ning Huaijin looked away and did not do any more useless work.

Ning Huaijin was silent for a while under Ning Yan's uneasy gaze, the easy-going and calm shell on his body seemed to be pried out by Ning Yan's words, so even the deliberate calmness on his face was gone. up.

His eyes fell, and he pursed his lips very quickly, looking a little imperceptibly sad.

"Will His Majesty answer your question?" Ning Huaijin said softly.

"Yes." Ning Yan quickly said: "Uncle Huang, ask, I will know everything."

Ning Huaijin pursed her lips and turned to look at him.

It seemed that Ning Huaijin really wanted to ask something, but when he got to his lips, he gave up.

"Forget it, what's the use of asking." He shook his head, smiled self-deprecatingly, and said, "Could it be possible that Your Majesty will still listen to your ministers?"