Chapter 300

It was almost a quarter of an hour later when the servants of the palace emptied the hall. Ling Jingxuan, Zeng Shaoqing and sikongjue sat around the table with a group of small buns. The little buns who had come back from their great shock always looked at Yan Shangqing, who was in sikongjue's arms. They had heard earlier that the younger brother was seriously ill Because of the reason of xiaotuanzi, they are habitually caring for the weak. Of course, the premise is that the other party must be a person recognized by their father.

"Is this Shangqing?"

Looking at the shy and timid child who was supposed to be the favored one in his arms, Ling Jingxuan could not help but stretch out his hand to touch him. Yan Shangqing turned around and hugged Sikong Jue tightly. His small body was shaking slightly. Listening carefully, Ling Jingxuan could not help but stretch out his hand to touch him.

"I'm sorry, aunt Jiuhuang, but I still hold him up?? I don't go out very much. I'm afraid of strangers. "

Sikong Jue gave him an embarrassed and apologetic look, holding the child in a low voice and comforting way: "Qing Er, don't be afraid. Didn't your father and concubine tell you? He is the imperial concubine of the emperor's uncle. His medical skills are very good. He can cure Qing'er's illness. When Qing'er is well, his father and his wife will take you out to play around. Don't you want to visit his country? Then we can go. Darling, let uncle Huang take a look at it for you, OK

"Ha ha."

As soon as the word "Uncle Huang" is spoken, Ling Jingxuan's beautiful face is black and black. Zeng Shaoqing is even more exaggerated and smiles on the table. If Ling Jingxuan is older, he may be better, but he is only twenty-one, and his appearance is tender. Undoubtedly, his name is thunder.

"Cough?? What, can we not call Aunt Huang

Mercilessly gouge out a smile wanton someone, Ling Jingxuan can not stop convulsion, this father and son are his nemesis? The big gift given before is enough to thunder people. Now this name is thunder. He is messy in the wind. Yan Shangqing is only one or two years younger than his little buns, OK? It's too much to call him uncle Huang?? So what, goose bumps all over your body have you?

"What's that called?"

It seems that he also noticed how shocking his words were. Sikong Jue turned his head and asked innocently. In terms of seniority, Shangqing should be called his grand aunt.

"We are all young people. We don't pay so much attention to them. We call me uncle Ling in private. You are Jue. Don't call me aunt Jiuhuang. I'm not two years older than you. Just call me Jingxuan."

It's said that the younger generation comes from the younger generation. If all of them come according to their seniority, many people in the capital will call Yan Shengrui. It makes people shiver to think about that scene.

"OK, in private, I'll call you Jingxuan, qinger, remember, this is uncle Ling."

Sikong Jue is not the kind of person who can be restrained by small matters. People Ling Jingxuan said that. Naturally, he would be more respectful than obedient.

"Uncle Ling Ling."

Yan Shangqing, who hugs him tightly, moves. A call smaller than a cat's bark rings out gently. Ling Jingxuan smiles. He wanted to touch him. Thinking about the situation just now, he decides to give up. He thinks that children and children may open their hearts better. For the first time, Ling Jingxuan looks at three small buns for help.

"Little brother, don't be afraid. My father is very gentle and his medical skills are also very good. I'm Yan Xiaowen and my nickname is Lingwen. My father calls me big steamed bun. You can call me brother Wen. Don't worry. Brother Wen will accompany you to see a doctor and protect you from being bullied. Would you like to let dad show you

Receiving his father's eyes for help, Ling Wen, who had been waiting for a long time, slipped down the stool and went to sikongjue and his son. His little hand patted him on the back as Ling Jingxuan coaxed them. At first, Yan Shangqing was stiff and nervous. Gradually, he relaxed slowly in front of everyone's eyes, and turned his head. His naked eyes looked timidly at him Especially good-looking and gentle Wen brother.

"Your name is Shang Qing, aren't you? My name is Yan Xiaowu, and my nickname is Lingwu. My father calls me baozi. Don't be afraid. Brother Wu will protect you. If anyone dares to bully you, I'll let big black and small black bite his butt. "

For fear of falling behind, the little buns leaned over and patted his small chest. He said boldly that he had stabbed Zeng Shaoqing, a grandmother who was watching nearby. He can't help but feel all kinds of egg pain when he hears biting his buttocks. Is that a nightmare?

as like as two peas, Yan Yan, who is still a child of four years old, has a dark eye with cowardice and curiosity, and looks at them with the same look.

"Hello, Shangqing. My name is Zhao Tiesheng. Everyone calls me tiewazi. Xiaotuanzi calls me" brother ". You can call me" brother "in the future. Although my kung fu is not as good as Xiaowu, I will protect you. And our family is round. Do you think it is very cute

Iron child is struggling to hold the round still gnawing bamboo shoots into the middle of them, Yan Shangqing's line of sight is attracted by the lovely round in an instant, and unconsciously nods and says, "well, Yuanyuan is so cute."

When Yan Shangqing said something, Ling Jingxuan and others were surprised and excited. Sikong Jue's eyes turned red. Since the last incident in the palace, Shangqing didn't speak much. He didn't even come out of the gate. Sometimes he talked to him in a few words. Basically, he didn't have a word with Yan Xiaohua, let alone people he didn't know Think of?? little does one think?? It's very good that he actually answered tiewazi. Even if Jingxuan can't cure him, at least he believes that under the influence of Xiaowen Xiaowu, he will surely live a more cheerful and relaxed life, more like a child."Shangqing, your voice is so beautiful. You should talk more. Brother Wen likes your voice."

Say, Ling Wen reaches out to embrace him, lean over the veil to kiss on his forehead.

"Well"

Yan Shangqing's body was stiff, and his eyes showed a painful emotion. Ling Wen was flustered and said with concern: "doesn't Shangqing like brother Wen's touch? I'm sorry, brother Wen didn't mean to. In the past, when Dad comforted or rewarded us, he would kiss us to show his love for us?? If you don't like it, I won't kiss you in the future. "

"It's not Xiaowen?"

"No, it's not."

Seeing this, Sikong Jue quickly wants to explain, but Yan Shangqing's voice also rings. Sikong Jue looks down at him and stops to encourage him. Yan Shangqing tightly hugs his hand and looks at the big bun. He whispers: "no, it's not. Qinger doesn't like it. I'm in pain. I can't touch it."

Yes, he is not only ugly, but also very painful. At home, he can not wear clothes as much as possible, because even the friction of clothes makes him uncomfortable. If he didn't go out today, he would not be wrapped up tightly.

"So it is. I'm sorry, Shang Qing. I don't know. But you can rest assured that my father's medical skills are very good. He will certainly cure you. In the future, you can play with us, and I can kiss you. Will you let dad help you to have a look?"

Knowing that people didn't hate him, Ling Wen breathed out a breath of exaggeration, and approached him more and more distressed. His tone of voice was also gentleness that he had never had before. It seems that only a small group of people has ever enjoyed this kind of treatment, and even small steamed stuffed buns are only occasionally blessed.

Yan Shangqing looks at Ling Jingxuan, who is always smiling tenderly, and then looks at the people around him. Finally, he looks up at sikongjue: "the little peach blossom eyes unique to the Yan Family of his father's wife Yan exaggerates the naked prayer. Sikong Jue is nervous and looks at Ling Jingxuan with tears:" Jingxuan, can we let other people go down? Qing'er is afraid to show his body in front of outsiders. "

Every time he showed his body, even a small part of him, his servants would show the expression of fear and fear. Even if he was timid, he would scream. Virtually, he would deepen Yan Shangqing's timidity. Therefore, he did not know how many servants had been killed in the prefectural palace. Now all the people who served Shangqing in close proximity were replaced by his dowry eunuchs, and the courtyard he lived in was also taken by his accompanying guards No one is allowed to get close to him. For example, when he takes a bath, he doesn't need to take care of others. He does it by himself.

"Well"

nodding his head, Ling Jingxuan waved his hand, and Ling Yun took the people out. Even long Zhang and song Shuiling, who were responsible for taking care of the children, also left. Meanwhile, Zhao Shan, who had already received the notice, came out of the inner courtyard with a medicine box and sat quietly beside Ling Jingxuan.

"Thank you."

Sikong Jue sincerely expressed his thanks, and then lowered his head to the child and said, "Qing Er, let's stretch out our hands to Uncle Ling to feel the pulse first, OK?"

"Well."

He turned his head and looked at Ling Wen. After receiving their encouraging eyes, Yan Shangqing nodded. Sikongjue slowly rolled up his sleeves for him. Obviously, he was so arrogant and reckless. He was so careful in front of the children. If he didn't really love the child, no one would believe it, unless he was blind and mentally disabled.

When the sleeves were rolled up a little bit, the fingers, which were as thin as chicken claws, were slowly exposed. Rao was unable to help his pupils shrink. His fingers were covered with wrinkles just like those old people of 70-80 years old, and their skin color also showed dark blue. It looked like willow bark. Fortunately, they were all prepared, otherwise they would show a shocked look After a short period of surprise, the eyes of Yan Shangqing, including the steamed buns, would hurt Yan Shangqing. The only four or five-year-old boy suffered from this misfortune. Fortunately, he had a father and concubine who loved him. If he had been born in a poor family, he would have died.

Perhaps the whole palm of his hand was exposed. Yan Shangqing was afraid. His hands trembled, and his eyes were stained with wet marks. Behind his tears, there was embarrassment and pain that he should not have at this age.

"Shangqing is not afraid. You're just sick. You're not really ugly. Besides, my father said before that some people are very beautiful, but their hearts are ugly. But some people are not good-looking, but their hearts are the most beautiful. Brother Wen thinks that Shangqing's hands are not terrible at all. They are the best and most beautiful hands in the world."

I don't know if they have the same fate in their lives. At this moment, Ling Wen is sharp and heartache. Before the adults speak, he takes the lead in holding his hand and carefully controlling himself to avoid hurting him.

On his shining eyes, Yan Shangqing's finger moved in his hand. After a while, he nodded gently: "well, I'm not afraid. Brother Wen will accompany me?"

The sound was still as fine as the sound of a mosquito, but it was not hard to hear. There was something called courage and happiness inside.

"And I and iron child, we will accompany you, don't be afraid, brother Wu will protect you."Looking back and forth at them, xiaobaozi resolutely pulled the iron child to get together. The four little ones instantly gathered a hot friendship beyond blood relationship. For the first time, they were taken so seriously by people other than his father, his father and his wife. Yan Shangqing gradually showed a smile that was not fault-tolerant. They were not afraid of him. They didn't call him willow essence, so he could play with them safely in the future, Never alone again?