V2.Chapter 42

It had been half an hour since the three little guys fell asleep. The three of them were lying in Yan Jiuchao's arms, their little heads were resting on his arms and on his chest, their little hands were pulling at the front of his shirt, and the eyelashes were still hanging with sparkling sparkles. tears.

"Little Lord."

Uncle Wan stepped into the house, "it's almost dawn, take the little boy back to the house, you can also go and rest for a while."

Tired all night, it is not iron, it is time to rest.

Yan Jiuchao didn't say anything. He took the three little guys back to his room and put them on the soft bed. He used to sleep on a hard bed, but the three little ones love soft beds, although they don't come to him often, He is always ready.

The three little guys abruptly left their father's arms and rolled uncomfortably until the three brothers were close to each other, and Fang curled up and fell asleep.

Yan Jiuchao had never seen too many children, so he wondered if other people's families also had such an extremely insecure sleeping position.

"Young Master?" Uncle Wan reminded him to rest.

Yan Jiuchao's eyes fell on the three sleeping little guys, and said lightly: "They are naughty, mischievous, thin, and I think it is their mother and son who suffer."

Uncle Wan understood what he meant. He used to feel the same way, but now it seems that it is not the mother and son who suffer, but the three young sons.

Growing up with a woman who is not his own mother, it would be a lie to say it well. He refused to speak at the age of two. It was not at the Yu family that he heard them laughing and screaming. He almost thought they were Naturally dumb.

Why is all this? Who knows what suffering they endured?

"I've taken them all back, and I won't suffer any more in the future." Uncle Wan said with relief.

"I am the one who is going to die." Yan Jiuchao said.

Uncle Wan's eyes just stared, can we not pour cold water at this time? He is a lot of age, it's not easy, okay? Besides, how could anyone curse themselves like that?

Uncle Wan suppressed his anger and said earnestly, "What did the young master say..."

"Twenty-five, there are still two years, but they can't wait for these two years." Yan Jiuchao interrupted Uncle Wan.

Uncle Wan was dumbfounded.

He knew about this matter the night before the princess married into the Xiao family. If Xiao Zhenting hadn't desperately tried to find a medicinal pill to protect his heart, the young master would have gone there when he was eight years old, let alone twenty-five. .

The young master has endured what he should not endure at his age, and so did King Yan.

Yan Jiuchao continued: "Who is plotting against me, I don't care. After so many years, there are fewer people who hope that I will die? When will I not live in the plot?"

Uncle Wan was even more speechless.

At the age of eight, poison came out of the food, and at the age of nine, poisonous insects crawled out of the bedding... At the age of ten, at the age of 11, every year was frightened, and every year was a horror.

After the age of seventeen, when the young master grows up, this situation is rare.

Yan Jiuchao said: "But I can't die, at least I can't die so easily. If I can get in their eyes for a day, I will get in their way for a day. I'm not happy, and no one wants to be happy!"

"Young master..." Uncle Wan felt pain in his heart.

"I used to think so." Yan Jiuchao's tone faded, and he looked at the three little buns who were fast asleep, "Not now."

Uncle Wan's eyes lit up, you finally figured it out, and decided to cheer up, take good care of your illness, and live a good life?

Yan Jiuchao said, "If I want to die, I have to pull everyone to death!"

Uncle Wan, whose mouth froze: "..."

Yan Jiuchao tucked the quilts for the three little guys, the tenderness of a loving father flashed in his eyes, but his expression was almost crazy: "All dead, the capital will be clean."

...

Yan Jiuchao had two powerful dark guards by his side, and this matter was not a secret in the capital. After all, Young Master Yan was an upright yin person, so his dark guard could not really be that dark.

But on this day, the dark guard named Ying Liu rebelled against Young Master Yan, and was punished by Young Master Yan for hundreds of big boards. I am afraid that he will have to spend the next month in the room.

Naturally, Ying Liu couldn't have been beaten. He went to Gongcheng quietly. He wanted to find out what happened to Yan Ruyu three years ago, and from whom did she get Yan Jiuchao's three child.

It's impossible to say that they haven't checked Yan Ruyu, but it was in Xuzhou, and Xuzhou seemed to have been carefully "cleaned up", and what they found was what others wanted them to know.

Now, Gongcheng has entered their field of vision, and Gongcheng should have been "cleaned up" smoothly, but it will not be as thorough as Xuzhou. After all, no one expected that Yan Jiuchao would find Gongcheng.

As long as they don't scare the snakes, Ying Liu may be able to pick up a leak in Gongcheng.

"Young Master." After lunch, Ying Shisan came to the study.

Yan Jiuchao was looking at Kong Mingsuo, a toy made by the craftsman for the three little milk buns. Hearing Ying Shisan's voice, he hummed lightly, "What's the matter?"

Ying Thirteen felt that it was a bit funny for a big man like the young master to play with such small toys, so he cleared his throat and said, "Ying Six has already set off, Miss Yan's side, the young master... Do you need to be appeased? "

"What to do to appease her?" Yan Jiuchao asked casually.

Ying Shisan said: "I can't let her find out that the young master suspects her, the young master should use some good-looking tricks, let's coax her first!"

Yan Jiuchao glanced at Ying Thirteen lightly: "This young master just ignores her, that's what makes people suspicious."

Shadow Thirteen suddenly choked.

Yes, how did he forget the urination of his young master? He is really courteous to a woman without anything, that's what can scare people to death.

Yesterday, the meeting with Miss Yan was requested by Yan Congming using "eighteen martial arts" and "lotus with a bright tongue". The young master "just happened" to return to the house, and in front of his son, it was not good for their "grandfather".

If you are still in a hurry to give Yan Ruyu a face today, it will be a bit unreasonable.

But why, he always felt that the young master ignored Yan Ruyu because of this? The young master is actually too lazy to deal with it!

It is obvious that he should pretend to be a grandson, but he is still a king of the sky. If he is like this, there is no one else!

Yan Jiuchao suddenly pointed to the two wine jars on the table: "Send these wines to the Yan residence."

"Didn't you say to ignore Yan Ruyu?" Ying Shisan asked with a dark face.

Yan Jiuchao hummed lightly, "Who said it was given to her?"

Ying Shisan was stunned: "Who is that for?"

"Master! Young master!" A young servant came to Madam Yan's yard with an excited look, but he was a male, so he was stopped by the old woman who guarded the door.

The little servant said angrily: "What are you stopping me for? Call the eldest young master quickly! The shadow guards of the young master's mansion have come! We brought two jars of wine to our eldest young master!"

For fear of Yan Ruyu's assassination, Yan Xie hid in his mother's yard. Hearing what the servant said, he rushed over in confusion: "What did you say? The young master's mansion brought me wine?"

The servant and Yourong Yan said: "Yes! Young master! The shadow guard personally sent it!"

Where does the little servant have a chance to recognize Ying Thirteen? It was Ying Thirteen who reported himself.

"Shadow, Shadow Guard? Young Master Yan's personal bodyguard?" The two shadow guards are both surnamed Ying, no matter which one, they are Young Master Yan's confidant after all. How could Yan Jiuchao's confidant bring him wine? ?

"The shadow guard... didn't say anything?" Yan Xie stammered.

The young servant's eyes lit up and said, "I said it! It was said that Young Master Yan asked him to send it!"

"Master Yan asked someone to bring wine to my eldest brother?" The news quickly reached Yan Ruyu's yard. Yan Ruyu had a hangover, and after drinking the hangover soup, she was still a little dizzy. After asking this sentence, her head hurt again. .

Caiqin said truthfully, "That's what Lihua said."

Lihua is a maid in Madam Yan's yard, and she and Caiqin are from the same hometown.

"Do you know what kind of wine was sent?" Yan Ruyu asked.

Caiqin shook her head.

"Forget it, it's not important." Yan Ruyu rubbed her aching head and muttered, "Why did the young master bring wine to my eldest brother? Didn't he always despise my eldest brother?"

Mother Lin said, "Maybe it was last night that the young master was tempted by the young lady...?"

Yan Ruyu said thoughtfully: "You mean, he has a crush on me and started to try to please my family? That should start with my parents."

Her father visited him last night, and this gift should be returned to her father.

Yan Ruyu frowned and said, "No matter how I think about it, I feel that this matter is strange."

Mother Lin smiled and said, "Miss, you have been worrying too much. The young master lost his father since he was a child, and his mother remarried, and there is no adult around him to teach him. How does he know how to be well-mannered? If you can give gifts, it shows that you have a heart. , As for who to give it to, the lady doesn't need to care."

Yan Ruyu knew that what Lin's mother said was reasonable, but she couldn't be happy. On the contrary, she became more and more uneasy: "You said, could it be that I said something when I was drunk last night, he suspected it..."

"Miss." Mother Lin winked in time.

Yan Ruyu glanced at the servants in the room and swallowed the words that rushed to her throat.