Your Majesty is so cute

Chapter 103 Arrival
"How?" When Mr. Yan returned to the mansion, his shawl was covered with snowflakes. Mrs. Yan was holding her arms tightly and was panting helplessly. To get rid of something in general.There was a babble in the throat.

Mrs. Yan tightly hugged the baby in her arms, but her face was full of anxiety and hope that shouldn't be there.

Master Yan frowned and shook his head.

Madam Yan resisted the struggle of the baby in her arms. Madam Yan's hair was disheveled because of the unconscious waving of the baby in her arms. Nao, hands are motionless.Madam Yan also ignored her own image, paused, and said with a choked voice: "You said, the baby's body is no longer frozen, but warmed up instead, isn't it, it's about to get better?" Madam Yan looked at Mrs. Yan, Looking forward to it.

Mr. Yan looked straight into Madam Yan's eyes, and he closed his eyes weakly, why didn't he want to, and why didn't he not want to.But the chances of that happening are really, really low.He took a deep breath, then let it out slowly, and said, "Ma'am." He only called Ma'am, and he couldn't say the rest, so he could only lower his head and shake his head feebly .

The last hope in Mrs. Yan's heart was completely shattered, shattered, she fell down on the bed, the baby in her arms was still whimpering unconsciously, that little hand hit Mrs. Yan's face from time to time, On the head, on the chest.But the physical pain, no matter how painful it is, can't match the disappointment in my heart.

Her tears could no longer be stopped, and they fell drop by drop. She choked up and said: "Why, why, God, you want to treat me like this. Why. What did our Yan family do wrong? What did this child do wrong?" What. Why did you torture him like this? If there is a crime, then let me bear it." Madam Yan bent over sadly, her hands still tightly clasping the child's head, crying and sobbing uncontrollably.

Mr. Yan took a step forward, and there was a lot of unwillingness and resentment in his heart, but he couldn't do anything, he could only kneel in front of the bed, tightly hugging Mrs. Yan and the child who hadn't enjoyed anything in the world. in arms.

Listening to Mrs. Yan's cry and crying, feeling the baby in her arms struggling to become weaker.

He knew that the world was coming soon, and he couldn't help but exert more force, wishing to stuff these two people into his arms forever.

The sound of firecrackers outside was faint, sometimes far and sometimes near, sometimes high and sometimes low, and there was laughter and laughter outside, but myself in Yan's mansion could not feel any joy or warmth.

The sky outside has gradually turned from thick black to dark blue.

The sound of the dog's barking gradually became weaker, and the big rooster had already jumped to a high place, waiting for the dawn that would appear in the near future.

The surroundings of Yan's mansion were all quiet, except for a carriage, which was walking lonely in this alley with the sound of rolling axles.

The carriage walked slowly, then stopped slowly again, and stopped at the gate of Yan's Mansion where only two red lanterns were simply hung.

"Why did you stop?" A drunken male voice rang out from inside the carriage.

"When we arrive, it will naturally stop. Your lord, you are drunk." A gentle voice sounded afterward, and in such a quiet and deep night, the voice seemed very warm.

"I'm not drunk. Look, I clearly saw that you brought a pheasant." The hearty male voice laughed a few times, and opened the curtain of the carriage.With the help of the glazed lamp hanging on the carriage, he squinted his eyes and fixed his gaze on the Yan Mansion.Turning his head, he said, "What Fu Jiulang said is what happened here?"

"Of course." Fu Jiujun opened the curtain and got out of the carriage from the other side.He was still wearing the previous clothes, and the elegant and luxurious robe blocked the few snowflakes falling from above.Standing at the gate of Yan's Mansion, Fu Jiujun raised his head slightly, his handsome face was glowing faintly beside the glazed lamp.A few flakes of snowflakes in the air fell on his black hair, and on his long eyelashes, they gradually parted.

Dong Lie glanced at Fu Jiujun, jumped out of the carriage, walked to Fu Jiujun's side, looked up at the direction he was looking up, and said, "However, you leave Xiaohua alone in the thatched cottage on the West Mountain, don't you worry?"

Fu Jiujun turned his head sideways, looked thoughtfully at Dong Lie, who was about the same height as himself, and said, "I'm relieved to have Shao An's guards around." After finishing speaking, he turned his head.

Dong Lie frowned, thinking about Fu Jiujun's look, which seemed to be full of embarrassment.But he couldn't see through, and said: "So, you let me and you two come here? However, this is the first time I have experienced the old horse's knowledge of pictures. I didn't expect this horse to know where Fu Jiulang wanted to come. "

Fu Jiujun cast a glance at Dong Lie beside him, and said, "Yes, the two of us are enough, and we can return to Xishan before Xiaohua wakes up." Fu Jiujun said affirmatively, his eyes turned to The closed door of Yan Mansion.Seeing this, Dong Lie took a big step forward, wanted to raise his hand, and knocked on the door of Yan Mansion.

"My lord."

"What's the matter?" Dong Lie turned his head and looked at Fu Jiujun who stopped him behind him.

"We'd better go through the back door, so that no one can see us."

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In the room, the child was being laid flat on the bed, Master Yan tightly hugged his weeping wife in his arms, pursed his lips tightly and said nothing.The child's movements on the bed have gradually weakened, and even his breathing has become weak.

The original red color of the whole body also gradually faded, and the heat of the whole body also gradually dissipated, showing a tendency to become cold again.

"Master, Master." A servant hurriedly ran in from the front and said, "Master, there are visitors outside, and they say they are looking for Master."

Lord Yan waved his hand, and said weakly: "No see."

"But." The servant just wanted to add something.

But he heard hearty laughter from outside, saying: "Master Yan, how can we not see you, Fu Jiulang and I specially picked a time to visit Master Yan."

With this familiar voice, even Mrs. Yan in Mr. Yan's arms stopped crying and looked up at Mr. Yan.

Master Yan couldn't describe the expression on his face, the sadness that had not yet faded, and the sudden arrival of the Fifth Prince, who could even be said to bring hope, made Master Yan flustered at this moment.

Mrs. Yan hurriedly bowed her hands and saluted, facing Dong Lie and Fu Jiujun who came from the courtyard.Both of them were wearing luxurious clothes, and they looked extraordinary. Fu Jiujun seemed to be holding a straw cage covered with black cloth in his hand.

Now, it can be said that the Yan family has regarded Fu Jiulang as the last straw.

Master Yan bowed his hands hastily to salute, then took a step forward anxiously, and said, "My lord, Fu Jiulang, can my child be saved?"

Dong Lie patted Mr. Yan on the shoulder with a smile, and comforted him: "Fu Jiulang came down by pinching time, do you think it can be saved or not?"

But Fu Jiujun glanced at Dong Lie, and met Mrs. Yan's hopeful but speechless gaze. He smiled gently and comforted him: "It's [-]% sure, Fu is still willing to give it a try."

"Thank you, thank you Fu Jiulang!" As soon as Fu Jiujun finished speaking, Mrs. Yan thumped and knelt firmly on the ground.

She prostrated herself on the ground with her head resting on the ground. Mrs. Yan expressed her deep gratitude with the most noble and devout salute that can only be done when worshiping her ancestors.

"Mrs. Yan, don't worry. God won't treat good people lightly."

Fu Jiujun's gentle voice, like rain from the sky, re-sowed the seeds of hope in Madam Yan's heart, and hoped that this time, it would really come true.Madam Yan slowly closed her eyes.

(End of this chapter)