Your Majesty is so cute

Chapter 83
Xiao Hua took two plates of sweet-scented osmanthus cakes in a bouncing manner, and made a plan for herself and one for the young master. She happily showed a big smile to Aunt Liu behind the kitchen and said, "Thank you, Aunt Liu. .”

"No, no, let's go quickly." Aunt Liu showed a kind smile and waved her hand.

After a while, Xiaohuan, who saw Xiaohua's back, also ran over bouncingly, and said, "Mother, are there any more?"

"No, get the hell out." Aunt Liu wiped her apron with her hands, feeling very annoyed to see her daughter walk into the kitchen.

"Mother, why are you treating your daughter so badly?" Xiaohuan said coquettishly.

"It's not you, embarrass me, and don't get close to Xiaohua in the future, so as not to teach Xiaohua badly." Aunt Liu broke Xiaohuan's hand that was holding the apron.

Xiaohuan pouted, and said: "I'm not doing this for Xiaohua's benefit, you see, after being with me, Xiaohua is much more lively."

"Hmph, don't think I don't know what you're up to, don't you just want to hug your thighs!" Aunt Liu said unceremoniously, throwing a hot steamed bun at Xiaohuan.

"Hey, mother is the best." Xiaohuan unceremoniously stuffed the steamed bun into her mouth, muttering: "Mother, you also think that the young master likes Xiao Hua."

Aunt Liu glared at her daughter, and said, "If you have time, why don't you read more books with scholars. Think about what to do."

"Hmph." Xiaohuan twitched her lips, thinking of the scholar who helped her tidy up a bookcase, she felt so angry!
The next time I find an opportunity, I must take revenge so that I can get rid of the hatred in my heart, Xiaohuan thought bitterly!
严府
Master Yan returned to the mansion, the first thing he did was to visit his son who was still sick in bed.His face was still ashen, his body was as cold as a dead person, if it wasn't for the weak heartbeat in the pulse, and the shallow breathing, Mr. Yan would almost think that the child in front of him was dead.

Master Yan ordered his servants to feed the young master the medicinal herbs sent by the king of Dongjiang, and took good care of the young master before he walked out with a serious expression on his face.Pacing back and forth in the hall, but still unable to calm down his complicated heart.

After a while, Mrs. Yan came out with a solemn expression.Master Yan stepped over in three or two strides, and asked anxiously. After learning that his son had taken the medicine, his body became warmer and his pulse increased by a few minutes, he breathed a sigh of relief, but his expression remained unchanged. dignified and complex.

"Sir, do you have something on your mind?" Mrs. Yan asked, handing over a cup of hot tea.She is a strong woman, although her children died young one by one, and they all died of strange diseases.But she still stood firmly by her husband's side, soothing and comforting him.

Mr. Yan held Mrs. Yan's hand, and said, "The fifth prince told me today that there is someone who might be able to help our son."

"Oh, who is it?" Madam Yan was a little excited, and her fingers couldn't help trembling.

It's been too long, they've heard the bad news for too long, and now that there is hope, a ray of sunshine can't help but shine into her originally desperate heart.

"Yes, Fu Jiulang." Master Yan said after hesitating.

As soon as the words fell, the face that originally revealed the expression of excitement collapsed instantly.Madam Yan remained silent.What Lord Yan thinks is what she thinks.

Fu Jiujun and the others who lived near the city gate had heard of it. They had heard that Fu Jiulang in Lin'an City was born more beautiful than women, who was smeared with makeup every day, weak and ignorant.He is an abandoned son of the Fu family.There are indeed many rumors about Fu Jiulang recently, but Fu Jiulang who hangs around among women every day is of no use.Even the imperial doctor can't do anything, so what can Fu Jiulang do.

"Why don't you try it?" Mrs. Yan was silent for a long time, and finally opened her mouth. Her face was still gloomy, and she didn't have much hope for Fu Jiulang, but she still smiled reluctantly, maybe it was just To comfort my husband.

"Oh, but, the Fifth Prince told us to wait." Lord Yan sighed.

"Wait?" Mrs. Yan said with some confusion.

"Yeah, I don't know what the prince means." Master Yan shook his head helplessly.

Mrs. Yan's hand lightly touched Mr. Yan's shoulder, and comforted: "It's okay, Mr. Lord, if the prince asks us to wait, then we will wait."

"Yeah, that's the only way to go." Lord Yan said decadently, at this moment he felt that he was really useless.In the court, he may be a good courtier, and in the country, he may also be a good official, but at home, he can't be a good husband no matter what, let alone keep his own children.

"Master, it's okay." Madam Yan comforted her distressedly, but suddenly exclaimed: "Ah, then, what is that?"

Mr. Yan immediately raised his head, followed Mrs. Yan's gaze, and found that, from the opened hall door, there was a strange bird that passed through the gate and flew crookedly towards the two of them.

Its wings fluttered up and down mechanically, and its posture in the air was more like floating in than taking off, up and down, up and down.This is a very weird picture, and what's even weirder is that the bird is not a real bird, but a paper bird made of a piece of white paper!

Mr. Yan immediately stood up, he quickly reached out his hand, and pulled Mrs. Yan behind his back. He frowned, all the muscles in his body tensed up, and he was waiting for the crooked paper bird flying crookedly.

It's weird enough that this paper bird can fly. Looking at the route of the paper bird, it seems to be heading towards Mr. Yan.

Sure enough, just as Mr. Yan guessed, the paper bird flew crookedly until it flew in front of Mr. Yan, and then suddenly fell to the floor like a kite with its string broken, and rolled to Mr. Yan's feet, motionless. , restored the state that a paper bird should have.

Master Yan stared at it for a long time, but still kicked it with his feet worriedly, and even stepped on it vigorously, squashing the paper bird flat before moving his feet away.Bending down carefully, he picked up the black flat paper bird that had been stepped on, and slowly spread the paper out, revealing a line of small characters on it.

"This is." When Master Yan finished reading the words in the paper bird, his eyes suddenly widened.

Mrs. Yan's face also changed suddenly, watching Mrs. Yan fold the paper in his hand and put it into his arms. After a long silence between the two of them, Mrs. Yan said hesitantly: "Mr. Please, my lord. My lord told us to wait, but our child can't wait."

Master Yan didn't say anything, and after a long time, he nodded slowly as if he had made up his mind.

(End of this chapter)