V2.Chapter 285

The group lived in Ziwei Pavilion. The layout of Ziwei Pavilion is very clever. It not only retains the original design of the second courtyard, but also has a small three-story embroidery building. The atmosphere is not grand enough, but in the eyes of the little guys, it is like a small castle tailored for them.

The three little guys didn't even want the swing, they ran upstairs, climbed onto the handrail without a teacher, and slid down with a swoosh!

Poria stood calmly downstairs picking up eggs.

All arrangements were made properly, and the palace attendant returned to the palace.

The concubine lived in the quiet and elegant main room.

This is worthy of being a courtyard that was quietly repaired for the small county master. There are bricks and tiles, tables and chairs. It does not look luxurious, but it is actually very valuable. The royal family's handwriting is really not bragging.

For the adopted daughter to do this, that girl has accumulated fortune for eight lifetimes.

Old Cui Tou lives next door to the concubine, so that he can always keep an eye on the concubine's condition.

As for Yan Jiuchao and Yu Wan, they lived in the east wing near the embroidered building, and the three little black eggs lived with them.

On the right side of the East Wing are Poria and Perilla.

Fuling looked at the child, and Zisu went to pack up.

Zisu used to be a maid, and it was not her turn to do such trivial matters, but since she was traveling with her young couple, she did everything on the road, and now she has become a little expert at work.

Of course, she could exchange with Fuling, and let her go to see the children, but thinking about the enthusiasm of the young masters to go to the house, Zisu's body trembled, and she felt that she should just do her thing.

"Girl! The medicine is ready!"

Old Cui Tou's shouting came from the small kitchen.

"Come on!" Yu Wan went to the small kitchen and brought the almost cold concoction to the concubine's house.

Yan Jiuchao was also there.

He sat on the stool beside the bed and stared at the concubine with big bull's eyes: "You can wake up now."

The concubine really "wake up", in fact, he has been awake all the time, the so-called vomiting blood and so-called fainting are just disguised.

However, he hid everyone, but he alone hid this son.

his son.

A son as smart as him.

The concubine looked at Yan Jiuchao, and there was a trace of doting and pride that was hard to suppress in his eyes.

Yan Jiuchao showed no expression.

He has always been like this, the sky is falling like this, and the red eggs are like this.

But what he was thinking in his heart is unknown.

Yu Wan walked into the room and saw the father and son staring at each other with big and small eyes. She curved her lips in surprise and said, "Father, are you awake?"

The sound of a father-in-law made the concubine stunned on the spot.

He hadn't been King Yan for many years, and he had long forgotten his name, so he stared at Yu Wan blankly for a while.

Yu Wan suddenly realized that something was wrong with him, she leaned down, blinked her eyes and said, "You don't remember what happened in the past?"

The father and son stared at him like this, and she thought that his memory had recovered.

The concubine shook her head: "I just remembered what happened after meeting Cong'er."

Yan Jiuchao rushed into his carriage, the first time he saw Yan Jiuchao, he painted a portrait of Yan Jiuchao, but the lady mistook him for what he looked like when he was young, then he picked up Xiaobao and met him again Yan Jiu Dynasty.

He couldn't remember who he was, but he couldn't help wanting to sneak a peek at him where he often appeared.

The lady finally found out.

He was drugged by the lady.

The lady replaced the portrait he hid in the hidden compartment, and he forgot about Yan Jiuchao.

However, thanks to the gift of the old man, he came to Helian Mansion.

There seemed to be something involved in his emotions, he entered Helian Mansion and saw Yan Jiuchao again.

Knowing that he had been planted with Soul Eater, he began to test the lady.

He found out that the person who had given him the medicine was really her, but Zi Jun, who liked snake meat, was not her. He knew that he was about to be exposed. Before she could do it, he fiddled with Nangong Li's portrait and left a secret code for himself.

Sure enough, he was drugged again.

However, when he saw the portrait after the ink had faded, he remembered everything.

But that's all he can think of, and if he goes back a little bit, he doesn't have the slightest impression.

Those memories that have nothing to do with Cong'er don't matter.

But Cong'er wanted to recall his childhood.

Yu Wan paused: "Wait, I didn't tell you who you are, how do you know that you are King Yan, and also spread the identity of Yan Jiuchao and yourself?"

"You told me that his name was Yan Jiuchao, so I checked this person." The concubine said mockingly, "Sometimes, evidence is more reliable than memory."

He remembered Cong'er and Zijun, but someone took advantage of his memory.

Evidence can also be faked, but it is much more reliable if no one finds it.

Yu Wan secretly said, this is also a ruthless person, and she will not let it go when she starts.

"I can understand you spreading the news, but why don't you tell the truth to the monarch? Are you worried that he won't believe it?"

"This is on the one hand, and on the other hand, I still have some things to find out. I explained it too early. No matter what the outcome is, I can't stay in Nanzhao any longer."

"Are you referring to the truth of the year?"

"Do you know something?"

Yu Wan looked at her husband and made sure he didn't feel any discomfort in the next conversation, then nodded and said, "Actually, before your death... er... not long before the accident, Mrs. Yao once saw a woman and a foursome in Yancheng. A child around the age of 2, you were there at the time, and the child called your father."

The concubine automatically skipped who Mrs. Yao was. For now, it was not important. What was important was the news brought by Mrs. Yao.

He hesitated: "That child is..."

Yu Wan handed the medicine bowl to the concubine: "In terms of age, it looks like Nangong Li."

Nangongli Xiaoyan Jiuchao was three years old, and Yan Jiuchao was seven or eight years old that year, which was the right age.

"However." Yu Wan thought of something and said strangely, "Mrs. Yao said that the child looks a lot like Yan Jiuchao, but I saw Nangongli today, and I think he is more like a lady, he has grown up and changed. Is it?"

It is not ruled out that when he is young, he is like his father and when he grows up, he is like his mother.

The concubine shook his head: "There are quite a few portraits of Li'er in the study, the youngest one is four years old, and he looks like a little boy."

Yu Wan wondered, "That's weird, could it be that Mrs. Yao misunderstood? Or... this Nangong Li wasn't the child back then?"

The concubine didn't know, he drank the medicine in the bowl with a complicated expression: "It seems that there is one more truth to be investigated."

Originally, I just wanted to find out what happened with the lady back then, but now, I still have to find out whether Nangong Li is his child.

...

"Mother! Get those flies out! Take my father back! I don't want them to live in the mansion! I don't want to give them the yard!"

In the main courtyard, the little princess kept losing her temper in the queen's room.

She is an adopted child. Although her father and mother love her, she is not biological. She is not as confident as her brother, so she is only arrogant and willful outside. She is always well-behaved and lovable in front of the queen.

I'm in a hurry today, that's why I said and acted like this.

The female gentleman had been injured for several days, and she still had to wear a veil to see people.

She sat in the chair and watched the little princess making a fuss. After she had had enough trouble, she said earnestly, "Didn't I tell you? The eldest young master of the Helian family is Yan Jiuchao, he is your father's child, You have to call him brother."

The little princess stomped: "I don't have a brother like him! I only have one brother, Nangong Li!"

The lady was also angry, so she let the bitch sister beat her, and she turned around to reveal the identity of the concubine. Although the concubine was released from prison, she was moved to someone else's yard.

It was her biological father who ordered all of this to happen.

The lady suppressed her anger and said to the little princess: "This is your grandfather's will, don't make trouble too ugly."

"Did Grandpa tell me to give them the newly built yard? Did Grandpa tell me to be bullied by their maid? That maid is so strong! My arm was swollen by her pinching! Look at me, mother!" The little county master rolled up his sleeves, revealing a white wrist with five finger prints clearly printed on it.

The lady was also distressed, but they didn't take care of this matter. It was the little princess who first started to pull the hair of the princess, and the maid threw her out after she was loyal to the lord.

If in the past, the female gentleman naturally didn't have to care about taking the right or not, she was the divine right, and now she has fallen out of favor one after another, and has to pick up her tail and wait for the opportunity.

The little county lord made trouble for a while, but without any result, he returned to the yard angrily.

Nangong Li entered the house: "Mother."

The lady said wearily, "Sit down."

Nangong Li sat down.

The mother and son both had their own concerns, and neither of them spoke.

The candlelight in the room was faint, and the atmosphere was a little heavy.

Suddenly, Nangong Li spoke in a low voice, "Father is awake."

"He's awake?" The lady was surprised.

This is the advantage of living in the same mansion, as long as there is trouble, there is no way to hide it.

"No, your father is awake, he sees the child, he will..." Halfway through, the lady stopped suddenly.

Nangong Li said mockingly: "Will I be stimulated again and think of the past? I just thought about it for a long time in the room, and I am also my father's son, why did my father never think of me. Mother, I am my father's son. child?"

The lady's plain hand clenched tightly.