The Miracle Doctor’s Two-Faced Toddler

This small tone of grievance and anger.

It is said that only someone who loves her is entitled to be wronged, but since she was a child, she has always been the one who has neither father nor mother love.

The nanny who was sent to take care of her, because of her leaving home, took all the grievances on her.

She grew like a weed.

Until the end, no one can bully her anymore.

But obviously she hasn't been bullied right now, but why——

Little Hei Jiang sat cross-legged on the ground, with the soles of his feet facing each other, holding his own feet with both hands, his small body slightly arched, like a pitiful little bullfrog.

How could it not be you? Concubine Yun knelt and sat up behind her.

It's not me. She said aggrievedly.

Suddenly, her back felt warm.

It was Concubine Yun who hugged her gently, and the sweet fragrance that belonged exclusively to Concubine Yun lingered in the little black ginger. It was an indescribable breath, sweet but not strong, fragrant but not strong, it was... a memory A taste never seen before.

Little Hei Jiang's little head hung lower.

If Concubine Yun went around at this time, she could see that her palm-sized face was a little flushed.

But Concubine Yun didn't.

Concubine Yun just hugged her gently, like hugging her most beloved mutton dumpling.

She said in a low voice: You were sent away a few days after you were born. I never thought I would see you again in this life.

She will always remember that snowy night, when she was lying weakly on the cold bed after giving birth, a group of powerful nuns rushed in and forcibly took away the baby in her arms.

The cry of the child resounded outside the palace gate for a long time, and she knelt in the snow, begging the man to return the child to him.

But he didn't.

He just turned his back indifferently.

Your Majesty, the little Diji is crying and the Empress can't coax him.

He saw a trace of tension and eagerness appearing between the man's brows.

He headed towards the woman's bedroom.

She looked forward to it year after year, until her hair turned white, until half of her body was planted in the loess, until she was in despair, but unexpectedly, she appeared without warning.

She was no longer what she looked like when she was a baby, but she still recognized her at a glance.

She doesn't know anything about how she has lived these years, but she knows that she must have suffered a lot. The daughter who was raised with care should be like Nangong Yan and Nangongxi, so delicate that she can be squeezed with one hand. Death, every bit of ability in her body has the shadow of her being bullied.

Concubine Yun was so distressed that she almost shed tears.

She is squeezed out everywhere in the deep palace, and she understands this feeling better than anyone else, but after all, she is old and knows how to take care of herself. Pity her as an infant child, how did she grow up stumbling?

Every time Concubine Yun thought about it, she couldn't help scolding the king and his Queen Bai Yueguang once in her heart!

Not a thing!

After holding her for a while, Concubine Yun felt that the body in her arms was not as stiff as before. She gently turned her small body, let her lie on her side, and hugged her better in her arms.

In the temple, the wind is cold and quiet.

No one spoke, this was their own tranquility.

Concubine Yun's already petrified and riddled heart seemed to start beating again. She felt the blood flow back in her body, as if her breathing had become different.

The mother and daughter hugged each other quietly, and suddenly, Nangong Li woke up.

He sneaked a glance at the two people who were immersed in great emotions, and determined that this was a good time to get away. He calmly raised himself up with his hands, but he didn't know that he hadn't fully stood up yet. She punched him out, punched him out of a pair of panda eyes, and knocked him back to the floor!

Go back to the meditation room, it's cold here.

Isn't it cold?

Someone had pierced through the walls on all sides, and the night wind was blowing in. Concubine Yun said that the old bones couldn't bear it.

Yes. Xiao Hei Jiang replied shyly.

Concubine Yun took her weak and boneless little hand, she lowered her head, shyly followed behind Concubine Yun, very obedient.

Suddenly a fish that slipped through the net rushed over with a spear in hand.

Little Hei Jiang was possessed in a second, and a fierce little fist punched him into the crack of the ground.

Naturally, Concubine Yun would not feel that there was anything wrong with her own child, no matter what.

Concubine Yun looked at her dotingly, took out her handkerchief, and wiped the sweat from her forehead.

There were many guards and dead soldiers who passed out on the ground.

Little Hei Jiang took the lead, kicking one by one, clearing the way.

Seeing that he was about to enter the meditation room, a masculine voice suddenly came from the foot of the mountain: Ashu—

Seeing that the infinitely powerful little Hei Jiang suddenly froze, and the next second, holding his temples, he fell to the ground extremely weakly and limply.

The corner of Concubine Yun's mouth twitched: ...

Yu Shaoqing picked up the note that Xiao Hei Jiang forgot to destroy in the room, and then realized that A Shu had come to Changting Temple without telling them. Since the note did not specify that it was for Yu Wan, Yu Shaoqing didn't know that Nangong Li had come to Changting Temple. It was actually Yu Wan who started to lure her over.

Concubine Yun is A Shu's biological mother. She was held hostage, and it made sense that A Shu would go alone as said in the note.

His Ah Shu is such a kind and filial woman!

She must have concealed the truth from them because she didn't want to implicate them!

Such a Shu is really distressing!

Ashu!

Yu Shaoqing rushed into the temple, seeing the mess on the ground, his calves were shaking with fright!

Ashu! Where are you!

Ashu!

Yu Shaoqing yelled and ran towards the back of the temple.

Yu Wan, who followed closely behind, supported her waist out of breath: Then what... Dad... just wait for me...

How can Yu Shaoqing wait for her? Haven't you seen so many dead soldiers and guards lying here? A terrible duel must have erupted here, his Ashu... More than auspicious!

Ashu!

Finally, Yu Shaoqing saw Ah Shu lying unconscious at the door of a meditation room.

He strode over with a stride, hugged the dying Ashu into his arms, and said with great distress: Ashu, wake up, Ashu, don't scare me...

Little Hei Jiang opened his eyes weakly, and Xizi coughed a few times holding his heart together: Master, why are you here?

Yu Shaoqing hurriedly said: Don't talk! I'll take you down the mountain to find a doctor first!

No, his daughter is a doctor!

Yu Shaoqing put Ah Shu back to the original place, performed lightness kung fu and came outside the temple, and brought Yu Wan who was out of breath: Quick! See how your mother is doing?

Yu Wan rolled her eyes from being strangled, shouldn't she see how I am doing at this time?

crunch——

The door of the meditation room opened.

A lady dressed in plain clothes appeared in front of the two of them. In terms of age, she was not young, but due to proper maintenance, she looked to be in her early forties. She had a pair of charming almond eyes, and slender eyebrows like two Wan Qiuyue, time has left marks on her face, but it does not affect her unique temperament and beauty.

You are... Yu Wan blinked at her.

Concubine Yun was originally wearing a gorgeous palace dress. This is the effect of turning the palace dress upside down and covering it with a layer of tulle. Sure enough, there are more women from good families.

Concubine Yun glanced at her dignifiedly, showing a kind smile: You look so similar, are you the child of Emperor Ji? I am Concubine Yun.

If the people in the palace saw Concubine Yun speaking in such a serious manner, they would probably all go crazy with fright. How could this crazy concubine, who is so sloppy every day, be so dignified and quiet?

Concubine Yun smiled like Mingxia.

Silly girl, call me grandmother!

Call!

The old lady can't hold back!

Yu Wan stared at her blankly: You are Concubine Yun, then you are mine...

mother--

Yu Shaoqing plopped to his knees on the ground!

Concubine Yun's eyebrows trembled, the corners of her mouth twitched, and she said to Yu Wan, Son, don't listen to your father, I'm not your mother. She turned her head and pulled out her handkerchief, and burst into tears, Son-in-law—I can see you It's your turn—if you don't come—our mother and I will be bullied to death by that bastard Nan Gongli—”

After finally waking up for the nth time, Nan Gongli, who was limping to the gate of the temple, staggered a few steps in anger after hearing these upside-down words!

Who is bullying whom?

Are you two missing a hair?

I have a broken rib! Dislocated leg! Nose and eyes are swollen! More importantly, with so many downed guards and dead soldiers, you are blind! ! !

Yu Shaoqing clenched his fists: I guessed it was that guy! How dare he bully Ah Shu and mother like this, don't worry, mother, I'll go and catch him right away! It's a good lesson!

So, after being repeatedly ravaged by the mother and daughter, Nan Gongli encountered Yu Shaoqing's thunder and anger again, which was really very miserable.

Don’t forget to get the monthly ticket red envelope, okay~