The Miracle Doctor’s Two-Faced Toddler

In the middle of the night, Yan Jiuchao got into the carriage leaving the residence.

Uncle Wan is getting older, so he will stop messing with the past.

Ying Six and Ying Thirteen drove the carriage without saying a word.

It was late at night, and the city gate had been closed for more than an hour, but Young Master Yan wanted to leave the city, let alone a mere city gate, even the gate of the imperial palace had to be opened obediently for him.

The gate of the city was opened wide, and the carriage drove out at high speed.

Looking at the carriage leaving in Juechen, the guards guarding the city muttered in wonder.

Tell me, what is the young master doing out of the city so late?

Don't you want to go back to Yancheng? Are you leaving in such a hurry, it seems that something urgent has happened?

I haven't heard of any major incidents in Yancheng.

What are you! Let me know if something happened to Yancheng?

Go, go! No matter how impatient I am, I will still be your father!

The guards' swearing was gradually shut behind the city gate.

When the carriage arrived at Lianhua Village, all the villagers rested, and the village was quiet, except for a few frogs croaking from the depths of the fish pond.

Young master. Ying Shisan parked the carriage at the entrance of the village, What are you going to say to Miss Yu later?

What do you say? Yan Jiuchao asked puzzled.

Ying Shisan really broke the young master's heart: Are you going to tell Miss Yu the truth? Say that you are actually here to verify her identity, so that she will know that you have been looking for the little son's biological mother all these days. But in front of Yan Ruyu's face, she said that she would marry into the young master's mansion to be the young master's mother, it would be fine if she was the young master's biological mother, if she wasn't, how big a lump would she feel?

It was rare for Yan Jiuchao to feel that Ying Shisan had brought it back to his mind when he went out. Thinking about how Yu Wan stabbed her heart, how much hatred did he have to stab her too?

Forget it, I'll go by myself, don't follow me. Yan Jiuchao said, got off the carriage, and headed towards the village.

Is the young master all right? Ying Liu asked in a low voice.

Ying Shisan showed the elixir in his hand: Heart elixir is ready.

Shadow Six: ...

Yan Jiuchao went to Yu Wan's house.

In view of the experience of Yu Wan always keeps the door open for him, he didn't go through the front door, but went around the back door.

It's also a coincidence that the workshop was busy until midnight to catch the sour bamboo shoots today, and Yan Jiuchao didn't finish work until half an hour before entering the village. However, although the work in the workshop was finished, Yu Wan still had some aftermath work on hand, so she was busy in the house In the middle of the night, I was a little hungry, so I went to the kitchen to find something to eat. I just ate a chicken leg when I heard the sound of footsteps coming from the back door.

In the middle of the night, sneaking around, could it be a thief?

Yu Wan picked up the kitchen knife on the cutting board...

Yan Jiuchao stood outside the door, thinking about the past few days when he was in a coma, he neither came to see her nor wrote a letter to her, wondering if she thought she was abandoned by him and was heartbroken in the house After all, Zhao Heng retired, and she threw herself into the lake. In her mind, she was more important than Zhao Heng. I was really worried that she would do something irreparable and stupid.

well!

Yan Jiuchao let out a long sigh, and reached out to push the door.

The door opened, but it was not pushed by him, but pulled open from inside.

Then, Yu Wan, who was supposed to be heartbroken and heartbroken, had a chicken leg dangling from her mouth and a kitchen knife in her hand. Her eyes were wide open, not the slightest bit of sluggishness after being abandoned. Fighting little hen!

Yan Jiuchao felt as if he had been hit by a hundred thousand arrows again: ...

He is not as good as a Zhao Heng!

Why are you here? Seeing that it was Yan Jiuchao, Yu Wan put down the kitchen knife, I thought it was a thief.

Young Master Yan suppressed the sharp pain from being hit by the arrow, and said calmly: Your family is so poor, what kind of thief can keep an eye on you?

Yu Wan put the half-gnawed chicken leg back into the bowl, not knowing how to face him, she collected herself and asked, It's so late, what do you need from me?

Without waiting for Yan Jiuchao's answer, Yu Wan spoke again: If you came to get back the wedding dress, I've already put it away, just wait.

What do you mean she has already collected it?

Co-authoring this girl is already thinking about how to break up with him? !

Yan Jiu was very angry: Isn't it just that you have been cold for a few days, and you are still angry? Tell me that you have kept such a big thing from me, and you are not allowed to be angry for a few days?

Yu Wan keenly caught the implication of his words, she was stunned and said: Didn't you come to break up with me?

What hand? Yan Jiu frowned at his handsome little brow.

A warm current welled up in Yu Wan's heart, and the corners of her lips couldn't help but hook upwards.

Unexpectedly, only halfway through the hook, Yan Jiuchao said unpreparedly: Take off your clothes.

Yu Wan: ???

Yan Jiuchao: I want to see your body.

Yu Wan: !!!

Which killer wants to see my daughter's body?!

It was Yu Shaoqing who woke up in the middle of the night, and rushed over with a murderous look, copying a broom brought from the main room.

Yu Wan's eyebrows twitched immediately.

Caught off guard, Yan Jiuchao's heart skipped a beat.

To say that Young Master Yan has never been afraid of anyone in his life, but there are always a few people in the world who are inconvenient to offend, such as... the one in front of him.

Yu Shaoqing rushed into the kitchen angrily, and regardless of how luxuriously dressed, dignified, or handsome the young man opposite him was, he picked up the broom and slapped a certain young master who even the prince would not dare to offend. down!

Father! Yu Wan stopped Yu Shaoqing and took the broom from his hand.

Young Master Yan was relieved, Yu Wan really was towards him!

Use this. Yu Wan handed over a kitchen knife.

Yan Jiuchao: ...

Yan Jiuchao was hunted down and fled everywhere. The majestic young master of Yancheng, the little dandy of the dynasty, has never been so embarrassed.

The Yu family was up and down, even Xiao Tiedan and Jiang Shi were woken up.

The two came to the stove house in a daze, and saw Yu Shaoqing holding a kitchen knife, chasing Yan Jiuchao, running around in the bamboo forest...

Stinky boy, stop for me!

It was also Yan Jiuchao's luck. Yu Shaoqing asked the villagers to drink some wine before going to bed. He was still dizzy at the moment, and his speed and reaction were not as fast as usual. caught.

Of course, Yan Jiuchao's situation was not much better. He had just recovered from a serious illness, and his body was still weak. After being chased by the old man dozens of times, he was almost unable to hold on.

But tonight he made up his mind to find out the truth, so even at the risk of being hacked to death, he wanted to test Yu Wan's birthmark!

Father, what are you doing? Little Tiedan rubbed his eyes and asked.

Aniang, Tie Dan, why are you here? Yu Wan hurriedly pushed the two of them back to the kitchen.

When Yu Shaoqing saw his wife and son coming, he paused immediately.

This is the moment!

Taking advantage of Yu Shaoqing's distraction, Yan Jiuchao took a few steps to the door of the stove house, grabbed the slender hand, led the people all the way out of the village, rushed into the carriage, and lowered the curtain!

Ying Thirteen and Ying Six looked confused.

Let's go! Yan Jiuchao said.

In the middle of the night, where are you taking people?

Yan Jiuchao froze, turned his head with a swish, and saw that the woman who was dragged into the carriage by him was not Yu Wan, but the shy little Hei Jiang!

Yan Jiuchao, when, field, stupid, eye!

Yu Shaoqing is furious, brat! Molesting his daughter! And kidnapped his woman! It's like entering the toilet with a lantern! Find shit (die)!

This night, a certain young master was dealt with badly.

...

Next door, the Ding family's new house, where the oil lamp is like a bean, lies the tossing and turning Young Master Yan.

The young master was wronged, and the young master felt bitter.

Boom boom boom.

Someone knocked on the door.

Yan Jiuchao turned her back: No medicine!

Boom boom boom.

The door was knocked again.

No medicine! Yan Jiuchao said coldly.

Click!

The latch was picked.

Yan Jiuchao sat up straight away: Ying Shisan, are you getting fatter...

Before he could finish his sentence, he saw clearly that the person standing at the door was not Ying Shisan.

He snorted coldly, and lay back on the cold bed again.

Yu Wan walked in with a bowl of cooked brown rice porridge.

Young Master Yan covered his head with a quilt.

Yu Wan smiled, the moment he eloped with her, all her anger disappeared.

Although I don't know why he made such an unreasonable request, but...it's strange that he is reasonable, it's just a little snake spirit.

are you hungry?

Humph!

You can't blame me. Where can someone want to see the girl's body when they come? Why don't I get angry for a while?

Young Master Yan didn't say a word.

Yu Wan sat down by the bed and put the porridge on the stool beside her.

Still watching? she said softly.

Don't look! Yan Jiuchao refused without thinking, but as soon as the words came out, he suddenly recovered, pulled down the quilt covering his head, and looked at Yu Wan with a look of astonishment.

Yu Wan had never done such a thing, at least not in her memory, she was a little embarrassed.

She blew out the oil lamp by the bed, the room was dark, but soon the cool moonlight came in.

Yu Wan's ears were a little hot, she turned her back shyly, and raised her hand to unbutton her clothes.

A large piece of clothes slipped off, revealing a beautiful back hidden under the hair.

Yan Jiuchao slowly stretched out his hand, pushed aside her satin-black hair, and looked at her porcelain-like delicate skin.

His scorching eyes followed her alluring waistline all the way down, and finally saw the blue will-o'-the-wisp.