The Miracle Doctor’s Two-Faced Toddler

Outside a quiet side hall of the other palace, a carriage stopped slowly, the national teacher and Wan Feng stepped on wooden stools and stepped down, the Nanzhao guards on both sides saluted silently, the national teacher walked in front with a blank expression, Wan Feng obediently followed behind him.

Entering the side hall, the national teacher took off his cloak, caught the wind in his hand in time, and looked at him blankly: Master.

The national teacher didn't speak, but turned around and went to He Lianqi's room, took out a life-sustaining Nine-turn Resurrection Pill and fed it to him. There was no trace of a living person on He Lianqi's body. beating so that the imperial physician could feel his weak pulse.

His soul has already passed away, but the exorcism shell is like a puppet being manipulated by others. Even if he was guilty before his death, Wan Feng can't help but feel unbearable towards him at this moment.

Wan Feng turned his face away, no longer looking at the haggard Helen Qi.

Let's go. The national teacher said to Wan Feng.

He regained his composure, turned his head and saw that the master had left the house at some point, and was standing at the door looking at him calmly, he scratched his head and followed embarrassingly.

There are many disciples in the National Teacher Hall, but this time there is only Wan Feng who accompanied the National Teacher to Da Zhou. Wan Feng undertook all the general affairs of the National Teacher, and he took care of food, clothing, housing and transportation all by himself.

After returning to the house with the national teacher, Wan Feng poured a cup of tea for the national teacher, and then went to the small kitchen to get lunch for the two of them. They were going to eat with other ministers. I am afraid that I will not be able to go out today, so I will tell them in advance. Eat, it's indeed past meal time.

The small kitchen has now cooked some authentic Beijing dishes, and Wan Feng carried them back to the Guoshi's room in a food box.

Wan Feng was not used to the dishes in the capital, but fortunately he brought Nanzhao hot sauce, he took out the jar, scooped two spoonfuls and put them in a delicate plate, one for him and one for the master.

Let's eat. The national teacher picked up the chopsticks.

Lanfeng put the jar away and sat down.

The national teacher didn't talk much, Wan Feng didn't dare to talk too much to the national teacher, there was always only the sound of chewing at the dinner table between the two, and Wan Feng was used to it, but today he felt that something was missing, so he was hesitating whether to take it or not. While looking for a topic to chat with the master, a confidant of the national teacher stepped into the room.

National Teacher. The confidant saluted.

The national teacher nodded lightly: Have you found everything?

Found it. The confidant presented a letter to the national teacher, and then withdrew.

The national teacher opened the letter, folded it and put it on the table after reading it.

From Wan Feng's angle, he happened to be able to see the words Young Master's Mansion, and Wan Feng rolled his big eyes, and asked curiously: Master, what did you say in the letter?

Look for yourself. The national teacher said.

Wan Feng opened the letter and found that it was full of information about Yu Wan, such as birth date, place of birth, close relatives of parents...everything was detailed.

Master is investigating her? So much information can't be found in a day or two, right? Master has been investigating the eighteen generations of her ancestors as early as the first time he met Princess Yan? Isn't it enough to find out if the holy object is on her? What do you know so much about?

Why did Master investigate her? Wan Feng asked puzzled.

The national teacher did not answer.

It seemed that he didn't intend to tell him anymore, so Wan Feng shut his mouth tactfully, but after all, his curiosity about Yu Wan was aroused, and he changed the subject: Master, can a single hair really find out the whereabouts of the sacred object? ?”

Of course. The national teacher said with care.

Wan Feng took a mouthful of rice, took another piece of smoked and dried bamboo shoots, dipped it in hot sauce, and carefully glanced at the master after eating: What if it is found out that the holy object is in the hands of Princess Yan?

Take it back. The national teacher said.

Wan Feng took another mouthful of rice, wanted to shut up, but couldn't hold back again: Did you take it secretly?

After asking, he realized that he had asked an extremely stupid question. If you don't take such a valuable thing secretly, should you grab it openly?

Hey, the sacred object of our Nanzhao is in your hands, return the sacred object to us quickly!

Uh... only a fool would hand it over, right?

There is no such thing as General Helian, so there may still be a glimmer of hope for negotiation—exchanging the battle armor for a sacred object is an excellent deal, but General Helian messed up everything, and this will Zi Wanfeng really felt that he deserved to suffer.

Without waiting for the national teacher to speak, Wan Feng said again: If you take it secretly, how will the master plan to take it?

The national teacher glanced at him: You talk a lot today.

Wan Feng said embarrassingly: Because she treated my injuries before, she took my life.

It's just polite words. The national teacher said lightly, She is a doctor, and it is her duty to save lives and heal the wounded. Don't confuse it with the grace of saving lives.

Oh. Wan Feng felt that he could really shut up now, he couldn't stop looking at the national teacher while eating.

The national teacher put down his chopsticks: If you have anything else, just say it.

Then...will you kill her? Wan Feng asked with blinking eyes.

His facial features are not amazing, but these eyes really seem to be able to speak.

The national teacher didn't look at him, but just picked up the chopsticks again, picked up a vegetable leaf at random, and said: That depends on whether she knows.

Wan Feng looked at Master in a daze and said: Because this is a big matter, people cannot find out that the sacred object has been stolen, and let alone let people discover that the little Di Ji was not chosen by the sacred object, so if she knows that it is a sacred object, she can't Keep her alive?

The national teacher hummed lightly, acquiescing to his speculation.

Wan Feng didn't say any more, and finished the rice in the bowl silently.

After the two had eaten, Wan Feng summoned his servants to remove the tableware. The national teacher took Wan Feng into the back room. It was not yet night, and the sky was bright. down.

The national teacher took out a small box.

Pulling Wind recognized this box, and it was one of the few things in Master's luggage that he was not allowed to touch. He stood aside tactfully and did not step forward to help him. He saw Master put on silver silk gloves and took out an emerald from inside. colored jade bottle.

As soon as he put on the gloves, he had a vague guess.

Is it a Gu worm? he thought.

The national teacher pulled out the cork: Cup.

Wan Feng picked up a white porcelain cup that was turned upside down on the table, and handed it over with both hands.

The national teacher motioned him to put it on the table, and he did so.

The national teacher poured the contents of the cork into the cup.

Wan Feng's guess was right, it was indeed a Gu, but it was not any kind of Gu he had seen, and his intuition told him that this Gu was very powerful.

Is it Gu King? Master. Wan Feng asked.

The national teacher nodded: The Gu king can make the Gu beads shine, but it may not be the Gu king we want, it is also a Gu king, the only thing in the world that can be scared is the Nanzhao holy object.

Now Wan Feng finally understood why Master brought back Princess Yan's hair, and he watched Master's movements nervously.

The national teacher took out the veil from his bosom, opened it and put the strands of hair into the cup, but the Gu King didn't move at all, it wasn't affected at all.

The national teacher frowned: Could it be that I made a mistake? She is just an ordinary Gu king?

Wan Feng was quietly relieved.

Disappointed, the national teacher put the Gu King away and locked it into a small box. He was about to get the used handkerchief and cup, and said, Master, let me clean it up!

The national teacher nodded, put the lower box back to its original place, got up and went to the study.

Wan Feng started to tidy up the things on the table, his eyes rested on the hair in the cup, somehow he pinched it up, and put it on the tip of his nose to smell it, and then his face changed drastically!

This, this is not her hair!

When he went to the young master's mansion to thank her, he was close to her, and the breeze blew her hair, and he accidentally smelled it.

There was a faint fragrance of lily of the valley and a hint of pleasant fragrance that he couldn't tell. Of course, he didn't know that it was the smell of Yan Jiuchao's body, but what was certain was that it was definitely not her hair!

Did Master make a mistake, or...she made Master make a mistake on purpose?

If it's the latter, does it mean that she was also wary of Master early in the morning?

Why is she guarding against Master? Is the sacred object really in hand?

And she knew that it was a sacred object of the Nanzhao Kingdom, and she also knew that the Nanzhao envoys came here for the sacred object, what a thoughtful woman! He and the master were completely kept in the dark by her!

Hold the wind.

The national teacher opened the door and walked in.

Wan Feng's expression changed, and he pulled his hair into his palm.

What's wrong with you? The national teacher noticed that something was wrong with his face.

Wan Feng's eyes flickered, picked up the cup on the table, and said tremblingly: Master, Master's Gu King is so powerful, will the cup it touches be poisonous? I won't be poisoned, right?

The national teacher sighed: You are scared because of this?

Wan Feng's throat slipped: Yes, yes.

No. The national teacher said helplessly.

That's good, I thought I was going to die. Wan Feng pretended to be relieved.

The national teacher said lightly: I'm going out tomorrow, you remember to prepare the carriage.

Wan Feng hurriedly responded: Yes, do you need me to go with Master?

The national teacher said: No need, I will go alone.

Oh. Wan Feng was still guilty of lying, and didn't mind that Master left him behind.

...

However, after Yan Jiuchao finished handling official duties in the cabinet, he really didn't go to the routine meeting, walked away, and sat in his own carriage with a haughty expression.

After entering June, the days became longer and longer. When Yan Jiuchao and Ying Shisan arrived at Lianhua Village, the sky was still bright. The villagers who came to pick up the work had already left one after another. The village returned to its usual tranquility. The fragrance was overflowing, and the adults all called back their Gouwa Gousheng, and began to enjoy a day's dinner.

Since Yu's family opened a workshop, the life of the villagers has become better. They don't have to be hungry anymore, and they can eat meat every now and then. Walking along the way, the gluttons in the stomachs of Yan Jiuchao and his wife are hooked by the meat of each family. Out.

Yan Jiuchao got off the carriage in front of her own house, Ying Shisan took the horse to the backyard to graze, Yu Wan heard the sound of the carriage and stepped out, seeing Yan Jiuchao, she was stunned for a moment.

Yan Jiuchao came directly from the cabinet, so he didn't have time to change his clothes. He was wearing a purple court dress. The purple brocade with a texture like a pendant made a black python pattern belt tightly around his strong and powerful waist. He was tall and handsome. Long, the cuffs hang down casually, as in the past, with a bit of inviolable majesty.

Twilight hit his jade-like face, making him look like a faint Buddha's light.

Yu Wan once again amazed her husband's expression, and the God of Nine Palaces is probably nothing more than that.

After staying at home for a day, he naturally figured out what he did for the Yu family. The problem of horse thieves was solved. Those who are willing to stay are legal small miners, and those who are not willing to stay can be solved without any hidden danger. In addition, the paperwork for mining has also been obtained, these are things she doesn't know.

In this world, there are always men who just talk but don't do it, and there are men who just don't talk about it. Obviously, her little husband is the latter.

Yu Wan looked at him with crooked eyebrows.

What are you looking at? Yan Jiuchao asked calmly.

Look at you. Yu Wan said with a smile.

Don't be shy. Yan Jiuchao turned her face coldly.

This bad-tempered look didn't make her less angry, but now she just thought it was extremely cute, Yu Wan continued to look at him without blinking.

Yan Jiuchao said calmly: Even if today is the day of intercourse, you don't have to be so impatient.

Huh? The date of intercourse? Yu Wan was taken aback for a moment, and counted with her fingers.

Yan Jiu frowned.

Yu Wan glared.

you forgot?

you remember?

The two spoke in unison.

This is embarrassing.

A person who talks about eating meat all day long, and a person who is as cold as ice and ascetic as a fairy, but the former forgot, while the latter remembered, the expressions of the two became very subtle in an instant.

Yan Jiuchao snorted and said, You still think about such an important day, but you don't remember it. If I had known, I wouldn't have come.

It sounds like you are counting the days every day. Yu Wan muttered casually.

Yan Jiuchao's expression became tense.

Yu Wan snorted: Are you really counting?

Yan Jiuchao said seriously: No!

This thing starts with detoxification and is loyal to instinct. Although the storm can make her choked up every night, the main reason is that he spends a long time and the number of times is not too many. During the day, he doesn't let her touch him at all. After Xun Xun's trip, he never showed any impatience, and she once suspected that he was not really keen on this kind of thing.

Yu Wan thought about how he was poking secretly for several days every day in her mind, she couldn't hold back, and burst out laughing.

Yu Awan! Yan Jiu scowled!

Yu Wan struggled to hold back her laughter.

Yan Jiuchao blushed, and said coldly, Come inside!

Yu Wan didn't move.

Yan Jiuchao walked a few steps and found that she hadn't followed, turned his head and asked, What are you doing?

Yu Wan handed him her hand.

Yan Jiuchao didn't move his hand behind his back, and gave her a cold look: It's indecent!

After all, he crossed the threshold like a gentleman.

Looking at his seemingly calm back, Yu Wan curled her lips into a smile: At night, let's see if you can still say this sentence.

The whole family had dinner here at Ding's new house, and the eldest aunt liked Yan Jiuchao more and more, and said that it was getting late, so why not stay overnight and leave tomorrow.

Yan Jiuchao politely declined: Tomorrow I will go to court early, and I will come back to stay for a few more days after I take a bath in the middle of the month.

If it were someone else, the eldest aunt might think that the other party disliked the countryside, but Yan Jiuchao had lived in the country for so long and bought a house. The eldest aunt knew that he was not that kind of person, let alone going to court early, the eldest aunt Not only did he not force him to stay, but he hurriedly rushed him into the carriage.

The three little fat boys had dinner at A Wei's house. Seeing that A Wei cooked the food himself, the three little fat boys were so moved that they ate all of it in one go!

...The truth is that cooking in the whole family is terrible, only A Wei's cooking skills are excellent, so A Wei has always been cooking alone.

When Ah Wei came out with the last bowl of egg drop soup, there were only a few empty plates left on the table for the whole family...

Ah Wei went to steam a basket of steamed buns again, and when he turned his head, the steamed buns were also eaten by the little fat boy.

A'wei didn't know how many meals he had cooked, his eyes were blurred and his hands were shaking, and he managed to feed a few fat boys, and the rice in the rice tank had bottomed out...

Fortunately! Little Tiedan came to fetch someone!

Ah Wei couldn't wait to send away a few little fat boys. The life of a hard-working teacher (grandmother) father (dad) was finally over, and he was that happy ghost villain again!

Unexpectedly, before he had time to be proud, there was a sound of thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump behind him.

Ah Wei dragged his tired body and opened the door, and saw three chubby little fat boys at a glance.

The little fat boys had bare feet, hugged little pillows, and looked at Ah Wei cutely.

Mother said that we don't have to go, and sleep with you tonight!

The collapsed Awei: !!!

Yan Jiuchao and Yu Wan got into the carriage and went back to the Young Master's Mansion. Zisu didn't see the three young masters, so she asked in confusion, Where are you?

Yu Wan explained without changing her face: My father and mother are reluctant to part with them, so they left them behind.

Zi Su looked at the reddened ears of the two, and pretended to believe it.

The young couple entered the house.

Fu Ling walked over carrying a large basket of freshly picked plums and lychees, and was about to go into the room, but Zi Su caught her.

Why? Poria asked.

What are you doing? Zisu asked.

Fu Ling said: The Concubine Shi Zi asked me to pick it before she left. Didn't she come back? I'll give it to her!

Zi Su glared at her resentfully: Who can still eat the fruit you picked at this moment?

Why do you ask the kitchen to cook supper if you can't eat? Fuling was at a loss.

That's... Zisu somehow explained to her, this girl is not too young, why is she so stubborn about this kind of thing? Haven't you seen that the eyes of Shi Zi and Shi Zifei can no longer accommodate others? After being banned for ten days, the newlyweds are afraid that their hearts will be on fire.

There was already movement in the house, Zisu blushed, and took Fu Ling's hand and ran away.

This kind of thing harmonizes and both of them like it, not to mention that they have been banned for so long, not to mention that she has forgotten such an important day, Yu Wan planned to make up for him, but accidentally overdid it.

That night, the upper room asked for hot water three times.

Yu Wan was so satisfied that she couldn't help herself, but she was so tormented that she forgot how she fell asleep. She lay on the dry mattress that had been changed, breathing evenly and sweetly, her black hair hanging down like black ink. , resting on white jade-like shoulders.

Yan Jiuchao pulled the thin quilt to cover her, then lay down beside her, with one hand on the back of her head and the other on her stomach.

Yan Jiuchao slowly closed his eyes.

After a while, he took out the hand that was resting on the back of his head and put it under the quilt.

After another moment, he moved towards her side and gently held her hand.

Have a good night's sleep.

...

When Yu Wan woke up, Yan Jiuchao had already gone to court, and Yu Wan blushed. Which bride in ancient times slept like her until the sun rose? It's just so lawless.

Oops. Thinking of something, Yu Wan patted her head, she was really seduced by her husband yesterday, and even forgot to tell him that the national teacher came to test her.

But Yu Wan didn't say anything, Yan Jiuchao had already learned from the guards on duty that the national master and his disciples had come, the two of them gave a thank you gift, talked some polite words, and accidentally dropped a glowing bead...

After hearing one thing about Yan Jiuchao, he was sure that the national teacher came to test Yu Wan.

Yan Jiuchao doesn't think that any of them leaked the news about Nanzhao's sacred objects, that is, Yu Zigui. He wanted to betray Yu Wan and he did so early in the morning, so the National Teacher's Association suspected that Yu Wan was most likely because he met on the day of hunting. Pass Yu Wan.

Young master, has he already tried something? Ying Shisan asked suspiciously on the way back to the mansion after Xia Chao.

Yan Jiuchao shook his head: That girl is not so stupid as to let him succeed. What I am most worried about right now is not what he tried, but whether he recognizes what.

Ying Shisan frowned: The young master means...

Yan Jiuchao said indifferently: He is the Nanzhao Imperial Teacher, it is impossible for him not to have met the Great Emperor Ji, if he only meets a girl who looks similar to the Great Emperor Ji, we can still call it a coincidence, but if he meets the Great Emperor Ji What about Ji herself? This is probably another story.

Young Master! Ying Liu rode his horse and chased after him.

He's gone? Yan Jiuchao asked.

Ying Liu nodded: Going to the south gate!

Yan Jiuchao brushed off his wide sleeves: It looks like I'm going to Lianhua Village, and the action is really fast.

Lianhua Village took a lot of work yesterday, and the positions were basically finalized, so not many people from other villages came here today.

A carriage drove smoothly into the village and stopped in front of a small hut. A six or seven-year-old girl was squatting on the ground and playing with mud.

The national teacher got out of the carriage, took out a piece of crispy candy and walked towards her: Let me ask you, where is the Yu family?

Old man: Oh, that magic stick is here.

Qingyan: Hahaha.

Moon Hook: An indifferent face.

Awei: Help! Who took these little fat bastards away! ! !