The Favoured Medical Princess

"Little brother!"

Xiao Xiaoyu jumped from Madam Fu's knee and walked curiously to Han Weijun. He looked at each other with his head tilted.

Obviously Xiao Xiaoyu was one month younger than Han Weijun, but the two children stood together, but Xiao Xiaoyu was half a head taller than him. His skin was fair and rosy, and he looked refreshed.

Xiao Xiaoyu hasn't seen children of the same age very much. Looking at Han Weijun, who is shorter than himself, he feels fresh and interesting.

The little guy used to pick out the orange cat face small purse tied around his waist, and he casually took out a stretched golden cat Kai Zi and handed it to Han Weijun enthusiastically, smiling broadly: "Send it to you, brother! "

Han Weijun carefully took the golden cat knight in Xiao Xiaoyu's hands, his eyes flickered, and his voice was like a mosquito: "Thank you."

The side of Nangong Yue's eyes looked at Han Weijun in a somewhat complicated manner, and finally couldn't help but correct: "Brother Yu, this is little brother!"

Little brother?!Xiao Xiaoyu looked at Han Weijun with a shocked expression. Wasn't his elder brother bigger than himself?!Why is this little brother even more petite than himself?!

Xiao Xiaoyu stepped forward and took Han Weijun's left hand forcibly. He pointed to himself and said, "Me, brother." He pointed to Han Weijun again, "You, brother."

He urged straightforwardly: "Hurry up and call brother!"

"Brother..." Han Weijun played with the golden cat, Congzi, and couldn't put it down.

Xiao Xiaoyu was satisfied, and found a golden feather to give Han Weijun as a recognition of his younger brother.

After a moment of silence, the adults looked at each other.

Xu Yu, Mrs. Fu couldn't help but laugh out loudly, and she smiled forward and back, tears in the corners of her eyes, and said: "Ayi, Yu Geer's temperament is really like you!"

The two-year-old child began to recognize the younger brother!

Mrs. Fu gave her a ridiculous glance at her son, and Fu Yunhe touched his nose without feeling embarrassed. He continued to look at Xiao Yi and Nangong Yue pitifully, his eyes blinking.

"Brother, sister-in-law, look...this kid..."

This child has recognized Brother Yu as his brother, so you two can take it back and raise it!

Fu Yunhe rubbed his hands and looked forward.

Nangong Yueying's lips were slightly pursed, and she felt that the child was a little difficult to place.

But Xiao Yi was not entangled at all, and waved Fu Yunhe rightfully: "You continue to carry it yourself! Who makes you stupid!" The implication is that this is Fu Yunhe's punishment for stupidity.

"Brother!" Fu Yunhe already started to bite the pity with pity, and his eyes were dangdang, as if to say, Brother, do you really not think about it anymore?

Mrs. Fu, who only stopped laughing, looked at Fu Yunhe's virtue, and she couldn't help laughing, feeling that her stomach was about to laugh and hurt.She eased her breath and said in a straight voice: "Brother Ho, well, isn't it just a matter of multiple pairs of chopsticks? You should practice your hands in advance!" I must be able to hold my grandson again soon.

Thinking, Mrs. Fu's eyes were full of smiles.

that's true!In order to raise his future daughter, it is time to learn to take the children first.Fu Yunhe burst into laughter at the moment, happily fantasizing about how cute and sweet his own little boy would be.

Nangong Yue chuckled and exchanged a funny look with Xiao Yi. As for Xiao Xiaoyu, he had already pulled Han Weijun to the side to play, and taught him how to solve the nine links, the appearance of a little gentleman.

After Han Weijun untied the nine links, Xiao Xiaoyu took him to the adults to show off again.

Mrs. Fu likes children the most at this age. She looked at Xiao Xiaoyu's lively look and liked it very much, deliberately teasing him: "Oh, our brother Yu is really a good brother!"

of course!Xiao Xiaoyu straightened his chest proudly.

Upon seeing this, Mrs. Fu smiled more and deliberately teased him: "Brother Yu, then you said, is your brother or sister in your mother's belly?"

"Fuck!"

The answer was two voices, a milk voice and a clear voice. Both father and son's voices were so firm, and the similar peach eyes looked at Madam Fu seriously, making her unhappy.

Nangong Yue and Xiao Yi's family stayed in Fu Zhai for another half hour before leaving. They got on the Zhu wheel again, and the wheels turned around, which just overwhelmed the sound in the carriage.

"Ai, how is Aimu..."

In the carriage, Nangong Yue's eyes seemed a little darker than usual, and Xiao Xiaoyu, who was tired of playing, sweetly entered the dream in his father's arms, from time to time, Nunu whispered.

Xiao Yi carefully adjusted a comfortable posture for the little guy, and said casually: "It is being tried."

After all, Aimu is Xiao Yi's mother's enemy, Xiao Yi will not make her feel better!

Nangong Yue hesitated for a moment, and then said, "Ai, would you like your grandfather to take a look?" The grandfather in Nangong Yue's mouth was of course referring to Grandpa Fang.

Xiao Yi froze, pondered.Ah Yue was very thoughtful.My grandfather has always been very concerned about his mother’s death. If a person can’t be resurrected, he should give him a real ending...

"Snapped!"

With the sound of the whipping off the outside of the carriage, the wheels turned faster, and the Zhu Wheeler drove all the way. This time the destination was Bixiaotang.

The next day, on the fifth day of February, Xiao Yi took Mrs. Fang to the dungeon of Bixiaotang.

The only way through the dungeon was a stone stairway down. Old Master Fang was not good at it. Xiao Yi simply carried his old man to the dungeon and a guard moved the wheelchair behind.

From beginning to end, but after a few breaths, Mrs. Fang had been steadily sitting in a wheelchair again, but fell into darkness from the moment of light. The air around him was stuffy, damp, and cold, making him almost breathless. Slightly tight.

He squeezed the armrest of the wheelchair silently, saying nothing, and deep wrinkles accumulated between his eyebrows.

"Bones..."

The sound of the wheelchair rolling is particularly loud and harsh in the silent dungeon.

The dungeon guard opened the heavy iron door of a certain cell neatly, and the two torches glowed dimly, illuminating the small dungeon. At one glance, a Tsing Yi woman wearing heavy shackles sitting on the corner of the wall The long hair was scattered in a mess, and it looked as if it was unkempt, like a female beggar on the side of the road, but her look was still indifferent. A pair of deep and mysterious eyes were especially bright in the firelight.

Grandpa Fang naturally knew that he came here today to see who, staring at the woman in front of him without blinking, a pair of old turbid eyes burst out with a strong hatred, and the back of the hand was even more protruding.

Aimu, who was sitting in the corner, looked up at Xiao Yi with calm eyes. This was the first time she had seen Xiao Yi since she was escorted to Nanjiang, but she still recognized him accurately. Suspending a strange arc, he slowly said: "Xiao Shizi, long admired his name."

Following that, Aimu's eyes turned down, and he looked at Grandpa Fang in the wheelchair, and his wise eyes showed a clear figure, "Grandpa Fang... It seems that the two are here to liquidate the death of the first Princess Zhennan! You can count the death of the first princess on my head, who made her accidentally hear what should not be heard in an inappropriate place! ... and the old lady Fang, you are also a stroke, I also signaled Fang's three bedrooms Under the poison."

Between the words, she had a steady breath, not anxious and impatient. It seemed that she had already put life and death out of the air, so she could not stop talking.

Listening to her talk casually, as if that was a trivial matter. Grandpa Fang's eyes were almost astonished, and his eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes, red, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Just for our Fang's silver?!"

Aimu chuckled lightly, as if asking back, isn't this reason enough?

This is the truth that has never changed.

The Fang family has so many silvers, and they can be rich in the enemy. The eldest daughter of the Fang family, Fang Shi, has also married into the palace of Zhennan. Sooner or later, he will change from Princess Shizhen to Princess Zhennan. For money, for power!

Furthermore, if a large Fang dies, he can do two things with one stone, so that the small Fang can marry into the royal palace as a successor, so that he can obtain greater benefits...

Originally, his own plan was perfect, and everything was arranged, but the little Fang was useless and exposed herself; but Kui Lang was useless, and Baiyue was defeated!

Hey, all this is nothing but defeat.

She is willing to gamble and lose!

Aimu turned into a long sigh in his heart and looked up at Xiao Yi again:

"Xiao Shizi, defeated the king, I lost!"

After he paused, Aimu continued: "However, I won't say anything about Baiyue, you don't have to try me in vain, I'm not posing! I want to kill or swear, you are free That's it!" She has lost, but Baiyue is still there, and there are some hidden piles she had buried in Baiyue before. Xiao Yi can't remove all of them. One day, Baiyue may not be able to rise!

Throughout history, ebb and flow, rise and fall are its inevitable laws!

Xiao Yi looked down at Ai Mu coldly and said the first sentence to her with a smile: "I will not kill you."

The short seven words made Aimu and Mrs. Fang both look at Xiao Yi in amazement. There was a moment of silence all around, only the sizzling sound of the firelight jumping on the torch.

Xiao Yi looked at Mrs. Fang again, the beautiful peach blossom eyes sparkling in the fire, and his voice was clear and firm:

"Maternal grandfather, for her kind of person, death is the lightest, imprisoned for life, and watching Baiyue completely assimilated by my southern Xinjiang is the biggest punishment!"

A person died like a lamp, just killed Aimu, it would be too cheap for her!

Aimu is not an ordinary woman, as can be seen from her experience in the first half of her life. If you want to defeat such a person, you must not destroy it from the **, but from the spirit, it is his revenge. !

"Xiao Yi!" Aimu's face changed slightly, blurting out, and at this moment, there was a trace of shaking in his expression.

However, Xiao Yi never wanted to see her again, and never wanted to talk to her again.

"Maternal grandfather," Xiao Yi said to the old grandfather with a smile, "Let's go..."

Xiao Yi personally pushed Mrs. Fang's wheelchair out. "The bones are huddled..." The heavy iron door "squeaked" closed with the sound of the wheelchair turning...

It was half an hour after the grandfathers came out of the dungeon again. It was only a moment when the morning light was shining and the sky was blue, just like Grandpa Fang's mood at the moment.

Looking up at the blue sky, Grandpa Fang's eyes were a little wet, and he silently talked to the daughter in the sky:

Daughter, you should rest in the spirit of heaven, Ai has avenged you!

And he has no regrets, just waiting...

Grandpa Fang suddenly thought of something, and there was a look in his eyes, secretly wiping the tears from the corners of his eyes with his cuffs, if nothing happened.

Xiao Yi, as if she didn't know, pushed the wheelchair of Mrs. Fang to the Rain Pavilion, and smiled to make the old man happy.

Listening to the direction of Yuge, the laughter of women and children came, the closer the closer, the clearer the voice...

Both grandchildren and grandchildren couldn't help but laugh.

The people in the room also seemed to hear the rolling sound of a wheelchair outside, and a soft, glutinous voice came from inside: "Grandma Zeng!"

The little guy rolled over like a whirlwind, and stretched out his hands pitifully at the old lady Fang in the wheelchair, only to see a few red threads tangled in his flirty little hands.

Grandpa Fang patiently untangled the red string for the little guy and asked lovingly with a smile: "Brother Yu, what are you playing?"

Xiao Xiaoyu watched the old lady Fang straighten out the messy red rope again and smiled happily again: "Turn the red rope!"

After Grandpa Fang entered the house, the little guy was entangled with his great-grandfather to accompany him to play with the red rope... The result was that after not playing a few times, the red rope was wrapped around his little hand in a mess.

Now, Grandpa Fang knows what happened just now.

Nangong Yue, with a big welcoming pillow behind him, sat aside to cover his mouth and chuckled. The little guy's fingers were short, and he was not flexible enough. He was always impatient with Xiao Yi, impatient, and often did not play a few back and forth. The red rope was disturbed.

But the little guy is not convinced, the more it is, the more challenge it is.

Nangong Yue is a little funny.

She is now heavy, and after sitting shortly, she feels sore back and back pain, and adjusts her sitting position on the chair with some difficulty.

Xiao Yi noticed immediately and hurried to help Nangong Yue adjust the welcome pillow behind her, and asked her carefully how she felt.

Looking at the appearance of the young couple and Le Enai, Mrs. Fang smiled in the corner of his mouth, and his mood lightened up, leaving behind everything in the dungeon.

After all, people have to look forward.

"Ai, Ayue," said Grandpa Fang suddenly, "I would like to discuss with you something to pass on Brother Yu's brother to my Fang family?" Grandpa Fang had this idea as early as several years ago. By the way, I didn’t mention it first because of the young couple.

After hearing this, Xiao Yi frowned, his expression a little strange.

Grandpa Fang thought Xiao Yi was unwilling, and just wanted to explain a few more words. He heard Xiao Yi's head tilted and said in a positive tone: "Maternal grandfather, A Yue's baby must be a baby! Or, give this stink boy to you how about it?"

Xiao Yi looked at Xiao Xiaoyu, who entangled the red string on his finger, and shook his head helplessly, "Although this stupid boy is a bit stupid, but he has a congenital deficiency, he can make up for it. Let Xiaobai slowly teach it later. "

Grandpa Fang looked at his grandson, and took a look in the corner of his eyes. He didn't know what to say. Even Nangong Yue couldn't help but support the amount: Ai this guy came again, always unreasonably card!

Xiao Xiaoyu understood half a sentence, looked up at his father, and said seriously: "Brother Yu is not stupid!" As he said, he hurriedly pulled the sleeve of Grandpa Lafang, looking at him expectantly, As if asking, great-grandfather, am I stupid, right?

Grandpa Fang hurried to appease the little guy first, and even said a few times: "Our brother Yu is the smartest!"

Following this, he reminded helplessly: "Ayi, Brother Yu is the grandson of Wangfu!" There is no reason to pass on his own son and the grandson of Wangfu to others!

Xiao Yi shrugged his shoulders and didn't take it seriously. He thought it would be interesting to pass on the stinky boy to the Fang family, and then let the young boy inherit the Zhennan Wangfu in the future.Since my grandfather did not approve of it, it would be better to change the plan...

"Maternal grandfather, that's the successor to the Fang family!"

Anyway, it is just a surname, even if the surname Fang is still his daughter, Xiao Yi!

Grandpa Fang was stunned. He had never thought about this possibility before, but now listening to Xiao Yiyi, he couldn't help but come up with an idea: Why is this so?!

A breeze blew, the swaying branches and leaves intertwined with the laughter in listening to the rain pavilion, it seemed that even the air was smiling...