Poisonous Peasant ‘Concubine’

Miyagami, the number of the Imperial Army and the eunuchs is not a small number. Ling Jingxuan temporarily left Zhao Shan and two medical children in the palace, waiting for them. When Yan Xiaobei returned to the Prince’s Palace, it was almost dark. The original Yan Xiaoming and the Nine Emperors wanted to come with them. Before leaving, Yan Xiaozhi called Yan Xiaoming, the nine emperors. Afraid of his father's loneliness, he simply stayed in the palace. Suddenly, Xiao Xiaoming will soon be officially bound by the Prince. The Prince's House is next to the Prince's Palace. After that, they have a lot of opportunities to meet.

"It’s finally come back, it’s only been more than half a month. It feels like I’ve been away for a few years. I don’t know if our little buns are doing well.”

The carriage of the Prince’s Palace was parked in front of the palace. Ling Jingxuan, who jumped off the carriage under the help of Yan’s scorpion, looked up at the gate of Wang Fu’s house. His heart was full of emotions. He’s gradually fascinated with the Prince’s House. A sense of belonging.

"I don't know if I go in and see?"

Yan Ruirui turned his head and looked at him. He gently took his hand. Ling Jingxuan threw him a smile. The other hand took the feeling of the loss of Yan Xiaobei: "Go, we are going home."

Yan Xiaobei looked up at him, and he was dragged away by him. He just lost his mother. He has not come out from the blow. Even if he knows that he can't, he can't control it. His mother always shows up in his mind. All kinds of images, Yan Ruirui Ling Jingxuan did not pay attention to his situation, but both of them tacitly said nothing, the child's affection is a good thing, and in a short day, he experienced too many blows, the wound in my heart is only Time can be healed a little.

In the hall of the Wangfu Zhengyuan, I heard the doorman’s notice that the prince and Wang Hao had returned. Sikong and others who were eating dinner stopped the chopsticks. The Lingwen Lingwu and the iron baby who had not seen the parents for a long time all blinked red and sucked. The nose was sucked up and the small mouth was raised. The fathers disappeared for half a month without a word, and they didn't want them.

"Wow, wow? Hey, where have you gone? People are thinking about dying you."

However, when Yan Ruirui Ling Jingxuan’s figure appeared in their sight, the little buns that were still arrogant in the last second wowed and hurriedly clung to his house. The little guy didn’t mention how much wronged, There was no image in his arms, crying, since he was awake, he took them wherever he went, and he had to explain to them at the end of the sunrise, but this time they slept for a nap and disappeared, and one It disappeared for half a month. The grandmother said that they went to the Golden State camp, but Shang Qing said that he accidentally heard the elder brother. They said that the father and the monk went to the palace. He did not know what he was doing. When he knew the first time, he wanted to go and ask the grandmother, but his brother took him and said that the grandmother would stare at them. It must be a big deal. They will only add to the questioning, and then the iron child. And Dashan Xiaohuzi said that they can only compromise, but their thoughts on them have not been reduced at all, and even worse, he is more willing, because his strict brother is in the palace, if Gong Fafa What happened, not that Chu Yan brother or tert out of trouble? I have never seen them before. This time I have been away for more than half a month. He can’t miss worrying.

"Sorry, sorry, it's not good, it's too sudden, you are taking a nap, you didn't inform you, Xiao Wu, don't cry, I promise that this will never happen again."

Under his arm and body, he hugged him. Ling Jingxuan patted his back with gentle comfort. The child’s fear was scared. He felt it. It’s hard to hide his blame. He should have thought of it early and let Yan Yi go out to explain the situation to them. During that time, he buried his brain in the cultivation and refining of vaccinia, and neglected the children decisively. This time, he was wrong.

"Hey?? It’s a bad guy. If someone falls asleep, won’t you wake up???”

The little buns still don't care, the little head is smashing into his neck, and the tears and snots are all smeared on Ling Jingxuan's clothes. The first time I saw the child crying so sad, Ling Jingxuan felt uncomfortable, holding him. Constantly appease, and behind Ling Wu, Ling Wen Tiezi also looked at him with red eyes and squinting. Originally, Yan Shangqing also wanted to join in the fun, let Sikong squat, but the little guy was buried in Sikong. There is no way to cry in my arms, no way, who let them disappear for too long.

"Well, don't cry, I haven't seen you for most of the month, let's take a good look."

I don't know how long it took, Ling Jingxuan slightly pushed away the small buns still twitching, saw his crying eyes and tears on his face. Ling Jingxuan almost didn't fan his own two slaps: "Sorry, this time is not right, later No matter where you go, are you sleeping, you will tell you, Xiaowu don’t cry any more, he’s wrong.”

Ling Jingxuan, who is not even in the eyes of the emperor, is only a father who loves them in front of his son.

"No, you can't just tell us, you have to take us with me, I don't want to be separated from you again."

Ling Wu screamed at the dissatisfaction of his little mouth. He just didn't like to leave his sight. It seems that our little buns seem to have forgotten. When he and Yan Ruirui went to the Golden State Camp, it was not the sight of leaving him.

"Well, I promise you, I will take you wherever I go."

Nothing to take him, Ling Jingxuan can only nod frequently, the little buns are satisfied: "This is what you said, you will have to do this again in the future?? I will let the doorman uncle close the door and prevent you from coming back."

This threat is also no one, and the Prince’s Palace does not allow the Prince’s husband to return home, no problem? ?

"You, when you promised that you haven't done it?"

Ling Jingxuan made him laugh, his fingers didn't poke his forehead, and his eyes crossed over to see Ling Wen and Tie Wang, and Ling Jingxuan threw a look at Yan Ruirui. The latter tacitly embraced the little buns: "Xiaowu Just thinking about you, don't you think about the father?"

"Of course, and people still want to think about it, they can't eat anything."

As soon as he heard the words of his father, Ling Wu quickly showed his heart. Yan Yurui raised his eyebrows and pinched his little face: "Yes, I think you seem to have a long flesh?"

"Where?"

Didn't hear the jokes in his words, the small bun subconsciously refuted, and then quietly squeezed his face, not really long flesh, right?

"Haha."

Seeing here, Yan Ruirui can't help but laugh loudly. Their little buns are decisively their pistachios.

"Hate, the father is the worst!"

I finally realized that I was being played, and the little buns clasped my chest with both hands. After glanced at him with a resentful look, the little head twisted and decisively and arrogantly, but the more he did, the more sorrowful Yan Xiaorui laughed, the too lazy to take care of the pair. The father and son of the treasure, Ling Jingxuan stretched through Lingwen and the iron baby into his arms: "Sorry for Xiaowen, iron baby, I know wrong, forgive me this time?" He is not afraid of fear, he is most afraid of The child is crying sadly. This time it happened to be too sudden and too tricky, otherwise he could not ignore them.

"爹爹 (干爹)"

The two buns did not cry, let him say that they were decisively crying on his neck, and that the uncle’s disappearance was that half a month’s decisiveness caused them to have great fear, even if they knew it was impossible, they still I will be thinking about it, I will not be afraid of them for a while, and I am afraid that they will have an accident for a while. All day long, their hearts are immersed in fear, and they finally see that they are back. They tried their best to convince themselves. There are important things to do before they leave them, but when they hug him, they can’t help it. What kind of reason disappears instantly without a trace. In the end, they are only six years old, and then they are sensible. It's just a child.

"Okay, oh, isn't this safe to come back? Hey, don't cry, you cry again, you can't help but cry with you."

Holding a child in one hand, Ling Jingxuan calmed them as calmly as possible. In fact, the most beloved baby cried like this, and his heart was also uncomfortable.

"Hey..."

Ling Wen usually has a few emotional breakdowns. Maybe he has taken himself as an adult since he was a child. Even if he is sad, he rarely shed tears. Every time he encounters bad things, he not only has to hold back tears. I also have to take up the responsibility of my elder brother to appease my younger brothers. This is the first time that he has no way to control himself. He is holding his hands tight and tight, tears don’t go out of money like money, and the little body is crying. The time is getting longer and lighter and shaking.

"Dry, we are so scared?"

The iron baby cried and whimpered to express his feelings. Ling Jingxuan is their favorite person. Although Yan Ruirui also loves them very much, Ling Jingxuan and Yan Ruirui are different in their minds. Yan Ruirui is like a mountain. Let them feel safe and at the same time infinite worship, and Ling Jingxuan is their spiritual pillar, only he can make them happy and calm, once they are gone, they feel as if they have lost the world.

"I'm sorry, sorry?? I was wrong, don't you cry, okay?"

The more fierce a child cries, the more eager his heart is, the more difficult he is. He always thinks that the word is poor. In addition to apologizing, he does not know what to say. It is his great intention to let his little buns So helpless, he should go through an in-depth review.

The father and son who are holding together don’t know how long they have been crying. The clouds and the Lingyun and others can’t help but shed tears. Even the singer of Yan Shangqing’s eyes are wet, and the screams come back with them. In the north, they looked at them with their eyes wide open, listening to a sigh of apology, and a small heart lake swaying. In his impression, the father, no, should be the uncle Uncle Huang seems to have never treated their brothers like this, let alone admit mistakes. His words are absolute. Even if they are wrong, they can’t refute them. But they are apologizing to the younger brothers. I don’t even think about it. After that, he is the eldest son of a beggar. Can he be the same as his younger brother? Oh, will you love him like this? Certainly, you are a very gentle man. As long as he is obedient, study hard, and help his younger brothers, he will certainly love him the same. But will the younger brothers blame him for stealing their jealousy?

Thinking about this, the little sword eyebrows wrinkled into a ball, he wanted to stay in this house, he also met the younger brothers, and even often listened to the small nine small ten in the master to say how they are, he has always been yearning, Imagine Xiaojiu Xiao Shi likes to be friends with them. After that, they are his younger brother. They are more intimate than their friends. He will take good care of them. I only hope that they will not hate him.

The children are all sensitive, not to mention the royal children. The first time I met, Yan Xiaobei thought so much. After many, many years, he has been implementing today’s decision as the Prince’s Palace. The eldest son spared no effort to take care of his younger brothers and broke his heart for his younger brothers.