The Miracle Doctor’s Two-Faced Toddler

It was late at night and the wind was cool.

Several little black eggs roiled in King Yan's room for half an hour, rolled around on the bed, jumped up and down on the ground, and finally lay down on a piece of fluffy tiger skin, tilted their heads, and fell asleep.

When King Yan changed his clothes and entered the room, what he saw were three little black eggs, their buttocks sticking out, their faces on the tiger skin on the ground, and they were sound asleep.

The chubby face was squeezed out of shape, exuding a crystal halazi.

Yan Jiuchao was not like this when he was young, he slept very well, no one taught him, but no matter how he went to the room during the day, when he felt sleepy, he would obediently lie down on the bed.

I don't know who these little guys are following, their sleeping appearance is really hard to describe.

But no matter what, King Yan loved them in his heart.

King Yan walked over gently, and carried the three children to the bed one by one. He arranged the sleeping positions of the three of them, but when he turned his head, the three of them slept in a mess again.

What is the sense of sight of this bunch of little bandits...

King Yan covered the three of them with quilts.

Boom!

It was Dabao who lifted his feet high and kicked off the quilt.

King Yan covered it.

Soon he was kicked by Erbao again.

King Yan covered them with quilts tirelessly, until the three of them fell into a state of deep sleep and could not be shaken, then King Yan stood up and extinguished the candles on the table, leaving only a dim oil lamp.

The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and there is silence all around.

The even breathing of several little guys came from the ear, and King Yan's hollowed out heart seemed to be able to beat again.

Suddenly, he heard a rough voice: I'll go buy it!

After saying that, with a creak, the door opened.

Then there was the sound of galloping horses, which gradually disappeared at the end of the street.

The voice belonged to Xiao Zhenting. King Yan didn't know what he was in a hurry to buy, but he could guess that it was related to Shangguanyan.

King Yan couldn't remember how she was when she was pregnant, and couldn't help regretting that he hated Nangong Yan not only because she broke them up, but also because she even deprived him of the right to remember.

For the rest of my life, what will I use to support myself to go on?

Father?

Yu Wan's voice recalled King Yan's consciousness.

King Yan paused for a moment, only to realize that he had walked into the courtyard of Xiao Zhenting and Shangguan Yan unknowingly.

Shangguanyan couldn't sleep, and felt that the room was stuffy, so she put her needlework in the yard, and Yu Wan sat beside her.

Yu Wan was facing the direction of the courtyard, so she was the first to see King Yan.

But following her soft call, Shangguan Yan also turned her head.

The former husband and wife met again without warning.

The moment their eyes met, both of them froze slightly.

King Yan opened his mouth, not knowing how to explain his visit in the middle of the night.

On the contrary, Yu Wan stood up in a hurry, looked at King Yan and said, Father, come and sit down.

I... King Yan hesitated.

Yu Wan looked at Shangguan Yan, Shangguan Yan hesitated to speak, as if she had something to say to King Yan.

And King Yan was able to come here, whether it was intentional or not, it was naturally driven by his subconscious mind.

Xiao Zhenting went out to buy food for Shangguan Yan, Yu Wan believed that the two of them would not do anything out of line, but there was always something to say, Yu Wan said wittily: I'll go and see Dabao and the others.

King Yan nodded: Alright.

Yu Wan put down her needlework and went to the yard opposite.

The courtyard doors of the two houses were wide open, and light came out from the courtyard, interweaving dim and sparse shadows on the silent road.

Shangguan Yan stood up and bowed slightly: My lord.

King Yan didn't remember the past, but he vaguely felt that she was not a person who would be polite to her husband. The reason for this was probably because she hadn't seen her birth for many years.

King Yan was sore in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face: You don't need these etiquettes when you are pregnant, sit down.

Shangguan Yan didn't sit down, according to etiquette, she had to wait for King Yan to sit down before sitting down.

King Pianyan has been waiting for her.

She thought about it, and had to sit down first.

King Yan sat down on the stone bench opposite her, it was not the seat Yu Wan had sat in, that seat was too close to her, it was not suitable for their current identities.

The two sat quietly, neither of them spoke.

The first time they reunited, the two of them were too shocked. Shangguan Yan's emotions almost collapsed, and she couldn't speak properly. Now that she has calmed down, she doesn't know where to start.

I do not know how long it has been.

sorry.

sorry.

The two spoke at the same time.

Shangguan Yan hurriedly said: It's me. I'm sorry for the lord. The lord did nothing wrong. Awan has already told me that the lord is involuntary. I blamed you on the way here. Only later did I find out that I was wrong. The lord is the one. The one who has had the hardest time, if I...

Shangguan Yan didn't say anything later.

What if?

If he was determined not to remarry, would he brazenly enjoy Xiao Zhenting's dedication to Yan Jiuchao?

If she had known that he was still alive, she might have made up her mind to do so.

But he died, and her heart also died, so what does it matter if she remarries or not? As long as her son can live, his only blood in the world can live, she is willing to do anything.

Shangguan Yan said guiltily: He didn't force me, it was me... who wanted to remarry.

King Yan nodded: I know, you don't want to owe him, and you don't trust him like you trust me.

Shangguan Yan raised her head abruptly.

King Yan said: In this world, only a biological father will love his child unreservedly. Every day he loves you, he will find an antidote for Cong'er. You are just worried that he will suddenly stop looking for it, so you have to tie him tightly. Hold his heart.

This was said lightly, but every word was like a knife point piercing his heart.

What he failed to do, Xiao Zhenting did.

Yan Jiuchao is not his flesh and blood, but he has loved him for so many years, more than his own father.

Is he treating you well? King Yan suppressed the bitterness in his heart and asked with his usual expression.

Shangguan Yan nodded lightly: Okay, it's also good for Cong'er.

It can't be said that Xiao Zhenting and Yan Wang, who is better to their mother and son, she didn't compare, and there is no need to compare, they are both the most considerate and excellent men in the world, the greatest luck in her life is to meet them.

Cong'er, he...

The person he respects the most is you.

Maybe it's not that he has never been moved by Xiao Zhenting, but his young heart also understands that Xiao Zhenting already has Shangguanyan, and if he is filial to Xiao Zhenting's father and son, the life of King Yan will be nothing but endless loneliness.

Shangguan Yan said: He never told me that he found something strange in your coffin. He has always believed that you are still alive and has been waiting for you to come back.

What if he did? Are you waiting for me too?

In the end, King Yan didn't ask this question because it was meaningless.

From the moment he became the son-in-law of Nangong Yan, they could never go back.

Click.

Shangguan Yan's hand slipped, and an embroidered bead fell to the ground.

Shangguan Yan was about to bend over to pick it up.

King Yan took a step ahead of her and picked up the beads on the ground.

Shangguanyan is making clothes for the baby in her belly. She has already made clothes for the little black egg, and the size is a little smaller. Just now, Yu Wan was helping her change the size.

Shangguan Yan stretched out her hand to take the beads.

I come.

It was King Yan who took the half-embroidered clothes from her hand.

With the slender fingertips like jade, she picked up the needle and thread, passed it through the bead, and then walked a few more stitches according to her original stitch, and sewed the bead well.

Shangguanyan remembered that when she was in her boudoir, she was always punished by her mother for poor needlework.

She is really bad at needlework. When she was pregnant for nine dynasties, she insisted on making a small apron for her son by herself, but she either embroidered the wrong pattern or stuck her hand.

In the end it became what he did.

She still has that bellyband, but he probably doesn't remember it.

young married woman!

Xiao Zhenting strode in with two shiny roast geese in his hands, and happened to see King Yan cut the thread and handed the beaded clothes to Shangguan Yan's hand.

Shangguan Yan looked down and smiled knowingly: My lord sews really well, better than me.

Daughter-in-law. Xiao Zhenting said aggrievedly.

Shangguan Yan raised her head and smiled in surprise: You are back.

The daughter-in-law wanted to eat roast goose in the middle of the night, so he ran seven or eight streets, and finally bought the biggest and most shiny one, but when he came back, the daughter-in-law and Yan Wang were sitting in the courtyard, chatting and laughing, He is sour.

King Yan glanced at the roast goose in Xiao Zhenting's hand, and realized that he ran out in the middle of the night to buy food for Shangguanyan. King Yan looked at Shangguanyan's swollen belly, looked away, got up and said, It's getting late ,I go first.

Shangguanyan put down her clothes, leaned on the table, got up and saluted: Respectfully send off the prince.

King Yan looked at her uncomfortable body, opened his mouth, hesitated to speak, turned and went back to the house.

Shangguan Yan finally got the roast goose that she had been craving all night. She ate two goose legs in one go, scaring herself.

Xiao Zhenting bought two, one for Shangguan Yan, and the other for Yu Wan's house.

When he came over from Yu Wan's side, Shangguan Yan couldn't restrain the drowsiness of pregnancy and fell asleep.

Xiao Zhenting was not in a hurry to go to bed, he tiptoed to the dressing table, opened the cabinet door, and took out Shangguanyan's embroidery basket.

Isn't it sewing beads?

He will too!

The first step is to thread the needle!

He took the needle with one big bear paw, and the thread with the other big bear paw.

I wear.

I wear.

I dress and wear!