The medical concubine soars to the sky: the lord lightly pets

Chapter 370 Husband and wife quarrel
Du Qiyou and Nangong Yue romped into Zuisheng Pavilion, as if entering their own home, without restraint at all.

It was noon, and there were a lot of people coming to Zuisheng Pavilion for dinner. Du Qiyou went upstairs with ease, and called Xiao Er to prepare the meals.

Du Qiyou and Nangong Yue went straight to the Tianzifang without asking any questions. Xiaoer realized it and hurriedly shouted from behind: "Little prince, King Qi..."

Xiao Er paused before he could finish his sentence, because the door of the Tianzi room had already been opened, and a man in Tsing Yi came out.

Du Qiyou stopped at the door, and when he saw the person who opened the door, he was taken aback, "Uncle Ba."

Without even thinking about it, he knew who the person sitting in the Tianzifang was, and his breath was suffocated, and he wanted to run away immediately, but he still braced himself, pretended to be calm and stretched his head to greet the people behind him, and said with a smile on his face. "Father, you are here, what a coincidence, hehe..." Then he stood up straight and greeted the uncles sitting beside Du Yunlie.

Nangong Yue also followed, and at a glance, she knew that Du Qiyou had got the point today, so she stepped forward and called timidly, "Uncle."

Du Yunlie is dressed in a brocade blue robe, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and an extraordinary appearance. Even though he is the father of the child, he still looks like His Royal Highness Qi Wang, who was popular among thousands of young girls before, with infinite charm and fascination.

Du Yunlie was discussing important matters with his colleagues. Seeing his son barging in recklessly, he was very displeased. He didn't feel relieved until he saw Nangong Yue. He nodded slightly, looked at his son, and asked with a frown: "Why? This point is back, get out of class is over?"

"En." Du Qiyou replied hesitantly when he saw his father's mouth.

Seeing his guilty look, Du Yunlie immediately understood, "Nothing happened in the academy, right?"

"No." Du Qiyou replied subconsciously. After thinking for a while, he took a sneak look at his father's face and said, "It's...Mr. Xia, he really wants to see you."

After hearing this, everyone immediately understood the meaning of the words, and couldn't help but smile at each other. It seems that this little devil in the world has caused trouble again.

"Oh." Du Yunlie nodded lightly, put the wine glass in his hand on the table, and made a crisp sound, which made Du Qiyou's heart tremble.

Du Yunlie got up and said: "Everyone, I'm afraid I have to leave first, and we will discuss the follow-up matters at another time."

Everyone also stood up, cupped their hands and said with a smile: "My lord, you are busy."

Du Yunlie stared at his son with majestic eyes, Du Qiyou felt his heart beating suddenly, and subconsciously avoided his father's gaze.

Knowing his son is like his father, Du Yunlie knows his son too well. He has been a restless master since he was a child. He knew that he must have caused trouble in the academy again from the way he was dodging with guilt, so he immediately ordered the old man, "Prepare the horse."

The old eight nodded, and looked at the little prince helplessly, thinking: "This is the third time this month, this little prince..."

Du Qiyou was not in the mood to eat at all, and followed his father all the way out of Zuisheng Pavilion and watched him get on the horse.

Du Yunlie was riding on the horse, looking at his son with a serious face, and said: "You boy, you should have a good lunch, as long as you don't cause any trouble, it's fine, otherwise, just roll to the precept hall and wait for me on your knees, Lao Tzu Come back and clean you up."

Du Yunlie beat his horse and left, Du Qiyou only dared to raise his head when he heard the sound of the horse's hooves, and sighed as he watched his father leave.

Nangong Yue beside her was also scared out of her wits, and it took a long time before she said, "You'er, you're miserable."

Du Qiyou gave her a white look, which means you still have to say it, and went back to Zuisheng Pavilion with a cold face.

"What are you doing? Aren't you going home?" Nangong Yue pulled him.

"Come back, we'll talk about it later, we're here, you have to eat before you leave, I'm not kidding you, I'm really hungry." Du Qiyou said.

Nangong Yue puffed her cheeks, "No wonder my mother said that you are a master who remembers eating but not beating, and you still want to eat when it's time."

Du Qiyou smiled, pulled her sleeves and went in, saying, "Why don't you eat, the sky won't fall anyway."

Nangong Yue smiled helplessly: "It's so heartless, who are you following?"

Du Qiyou raised his eyebrows and looked proud, "Who else is there, my mother."

Du Qiyou had a delicious meal and parted ways with Nangong Yue in Zuisheng Pavilion, and slipped back to Qiwang Mansion by himself.

As soon as she entered the house, Xiu'er came forward to meet her, her face full of anxiety, "Oh, my little ancestor, you are back..."

Du Qiyou searched for his mother in the front hall, but he couldn't see her, so he asked, "Aunt Xiu'er, what's wrong?"

Xiu'er cast a reproachful glance at him: "Just now the school boy from Qingfeng Academy came to complain, and ordered the prince to go there. The prince was not here, so the princess went. What did you do?"

"No, hehe..." Du Qiyou rubbed the back of his head with a harmless smile on his face, "Well, it's nothing..."

Nangong Yun and Du Yunlie didn't return to the palace until the evening, the anger on Du Yunlie's face was uncontrollable.

"Brother Lie, slow down, I can't even keep up with you..." Nangong Yun dragged him behind, trying to coax him to calm down.

Du Yunlie naturally knew what Nangong Yun was thinking, but how could the anger in his heart be suppressed easily, so he simply stopped Nangong Yun up, walked towards the inner courtyard with a straight face, and said coldly to the servant: " Where is Du Qiyou, call him out!"

The servants looked at each other, not daring to take a breath, Xiu'er tremblingly stepped forward and said: "Go back to my lord, my little lord...he is waiting for you in the precept hall."

Du Yunlie snorted coldly, even if this kid is sensible, he also knew that he consciously went to the precept hall to reflect, but he couldn't spare him today.

Nangong Yun was supported on the waist by Du Yunlie, in an extremely twisted posture, feeling that his small waist was about to fall apart, and he struggled to get down.

Du Yunlie was about to go to the precept hall, but Nangong Yun stopped him from behind, "Wait a minute."

Du Yunlie didn't look back, and said with a cold face: "We have made an agreement in three chapters. When I take care of my son, you are not allowed to mess around."

Nangong Yun curled her lips, "Whoever is messing around, I know you are angry, but Mr. Xia has been rescued, you can teach him a lesson, but don't really hurt him."

"I hurt him?" Du Yunlie snorted coldly: "You underestimate your precious son too much. He has always been the one who hurt others. Who can hurt him? Do I have the ability?"

Every time Nangong Yun heard Du Yunlie's sarcasm, he felt uncomfortable for a while, and angrily retorted: "Why are you so incompetent? Do you care about what you have? Bastards who beat children."

"What did you say! Say it again!" Du Yunlie was furious, and Nangong Yun stared back not to be outdone.

(End of this chapter)