Poisonous Peasant 'Concubine'

Chapter 300 The Steamed Buns Go Out, Yan Shangqing

It was almost a quarter of an hour after the servants of the palace cleared the hall. The three adults Ling Jingxuan, Zeng Shaoqing and Si Kongjue sat around the table with a group of little buns, who recovered from the huge shock. From time to time, their gazes always turned to Yan Shangqing who was cowardly nestling in Sikong Jue's arms. They had heard earlier that this younger brother was seriously ill. Because of Xiaotuanzi, they were habitually caring for the weak. Of course, the premise is that the other party must be someone their father agrees with.

"This is Shang Qing, right?"

Looking at the child in his arms who was supposed to be the favored child of heaven, but now is more shy and timid than the little buns he had just met, Ling Jingxuan couldn't help reaching out his hand to touch him, but just as he stretched out his hand, Yan Shangqing Turning around and hugging Sikong Jue tightly, her small body was trembling slightly. If you listen carefully, the sound of breathing seems to be full of timidity and fear.

"Sorry Aunt Nine Emperors, Shang Qing him?? I haven't been out much, and I'm scared when I see strangers."

Sikong Jue gave him an awkward apologetic look, hugged the child and comforted him in a low voice: "Don't be afraid, Qing'er, didn't my father and concubine tell you? He is the concubine of the emperor's uncle, and he has good medical skills. He can Cure Qing'er's illness. When Qing'er is cured, the concubine father will take you out to play around. Don't you want to visit the concubine's country? We can go then, be good, let the empress Uncle, can you take a look at it for me?"

"Haha."

As soon as the words "Huang Shupo" were spoken, Ling Jingxuan's handsome face suddenly turned black, and Zeng Shaoqing even smiled exaggeratedly and fell on the table. If Ling Jingxuan was older, he might be better, but he is only 21. The appearance is tender again, the title of the emperor's uncle is undoubtedly the thunder of the sky.

"Ahem?? Then what, can we not be called the emperor's uncle?"

Gouging out a fierce look at someone who was smiling unscrupulously, Ling Jingxuan couldn't help twitching, are the father and son his nemesis?The big gift given earlier was enough to shock people, but now this title makes him even more confused, Yan Shangqing is only one or two years younger than his little bun, okay?Is it too much to call him the emperor's uncle? ?What's the matter, goosebumps all over your body?

"What's that called?"

Seemingly aware of how ridiculous what he said, Sikong Jue turned his head and asked innocently, in terms of seniority, Shang Qing should call him uncle Huang.

"We are all young people, so we don't pay much attention. Just call me Uncle Ling in private. You are also Jue. Don't call me Aunt Nine Emperors. I'm not two years older than you. Just call me Jingxuan." become."

It is said that yaofang produces seniors, if all of them are based on seniority, many people in the capital would be called Patriarch Yan Shengrui, just thinking about that scene makes people tremble all over.

"Okay, I'll call you Jingxuan in private from now on, Qing'er remember, this is Uncle Ling."

Sikong Jue is not the kind of person who sticks to small details, and even Ling Jingxuan said that, so naturally he would be more respectful than obedient.

"Uncle Ling Ling."

Yan Shangqing, who was hugging him tightly, moved, and a name smaller than a cat's meow sounded softly. Ling Jingxuan smiled slightly. He wanted to touch him at first, but he decided to give up after thinking about the situation just now, thinking about children and children. It might be better to open his heart. For the first time, Ling Jingxuan looked at the three little buns for help.

"Little brother, don't be afraid. Daddy is very gentle, and his medical skills are also very good. He will definitely cure you. My name is Yan Xiaowen, and my nickname is Ling Wen. Daddy always calls me Big Baozi. You can call me Brother Wen. You Don't worry, Brother Wen will accompany you to see a doctor with you in the future, and will also protect you from being bullied by others, so come out and let Daddy show you, okay?"

Receiving his father's eyes asking for help, Ling Wen, who had been waiting for a long time, slid down the stool and walked in front of Si Kongjue and his son, patted him on the back with his little hand like Ling Jingxuan coaxing them. Yan Shangqing was stiff and nervous at first, but gradually , actually met everyone's gaze and slowly relaxed, and turned his head around, looking timidly at the very good-looking and gentle brother Wen with his bare eyes.

"Is your name Shang Qing? My name is Yan Xiaowu, my nickname is Ling Wu, and my father calls me Little Baozi. Don't be afraid, Brother Wu will protect you. Whoever dares to bully you, I will let Dahei Xiaohei bite him." butt."

Afraid of being left behind, Xiao Baozi leaned over and patted his small chest and said boldly, inadvertently stabbing Zeng Shaoqing who was watching next to him, grandma, now he can't help all kinds of pain when he hears butt biting, then It's just a nightmare, isn't it?

Yan Shangqing turned around slowly. After all, he was only a child over four years old. His big dark eyes were full of timidity and curiosity, and he blinked and blinked at them who looked exactly the same.

"Hello Shang Qing, my name is Zhao Tiesheng, everyone calls me Tie Wazi, Xiao Tuanzi calls me Brother Sheng, you can also call me Brother Sheng in the future, although my kung fu is not as good as Xiao Wu and the others, but I will also protect Yours, and our Yuanyuan, look, isn’t it cute?”

Tie Wazi struggled to hold Yuanyuan who was still gnawing bamboo shoots and squeezed into them. Yan Shangqing's eyes were instantly attracted by the cute Yuanyuan, and he nodded unconsciously, "Yuan, Yuanyuan is so cute."

After talking, Yan Shangqing actually spoke, not only Ling Jingxuan and others were surprised and excited, Si Kongjue's eyes turned red immediately, since what happened in the palace last time, Shang Qing didn't talk much, he didn't go out on weekdays, and occasionally talked with He only speaks a few words, and he basically doesn't have a word with Yan Xiaohua, and he can't call people, let alone people he doesn't know. Unexpectedly? ?did not expect? ?He actually answered Tie Wazi, that's really great, even if Jingxuan can't cure his illness, at least he believes that under the influence of Xiaowen and Xiaowu, he will definitely live a more cheerful and relaxed life, more like a child.

"Shang Qing, your voice is really nice, you should talk more, Brother Wen likes your voice."

As he spoke, Ling Wen stretched out his arms to hug him, and leaned over to kiss his forehead through the veil.

"Um"

Yan Shangqing's body froze, and painful emotions appeared in his eyes. Ling Wen suddenly panicked, and hurriedly asked: "Doesn't Shang Qing like Brother Wen's touch? I'm sorry, Brother Wen didn't do it on purpose. In the past, when Dad comforted or rewarded us He will kiss us to show his love for us, I thought?? If you don’t like it, then I won’t kiss you in the future.”

"No, Xiaowen??"

"No, it's not."

Seeing this, Sikong Jue hurriedly wanted to explain, but Yan Shangqing's voice sounded at the same time, Sikong Jue lowered his head to look at him, stopped and looked at him encouragingly, Yan Shangqing hugged his hand tightly, and looked at the big bun Almost whispering: "No, no, Qing'er doesn't like it, I hurt, my body hurts, can't touch it?"

Yes, his body is not only ugly, but also very painful. He basically does not wear clothes when he is at home on weekdays, because even the friction of clothes makes him uncomfortable. It will not be tightly wrapped.

"It turned out to be like this, I'm sorry Shang Qing, I don't know, but don't worry, Dad's medical skills are very good, he can definitely cure you, you can play with us in the future, and I can kiss you, let Dad help Can you take a look?"

Knowing that he didn't hate him, Ling Wen exhaled exaggeratedly, and leaned closer to him with more distress, and his tone was also gentler than ever before. It seemed that only Xiaotuanzi enjoyed this kind of treatment, even Xiaobaozi. Only once in a while have such blessings.

Yan Shangqing timidly glanced at Ling Jingxuan who was always smiling gently, then looked at the people around him, and finally looked up at Sikong Jue: "Father and concubine Yan's unique little peach eyes exaggerated naked prayers, Sikong Jue's heart tightened, Looking at Ling Jingxuan with tears in his eyes: "Jingxuan, can you let everyone else go down?Qing'er is very afraid of showing her body in front of outsiders. "

Every time he exposed his body, even if it was only a small part, the servants would show terrified expressions, and the timid ones would even scream, which would invisibly deepen Yan Shangqing's timidity. For this reason, he did not know how many times he had killed the county prince My servant, now all the people who serve Shang Qing close to him have been replaced by his dowry eunuchs. The courtyard where he lives is also guarded by his dowry guards. No one is allowed to approach, such as taking a bath, which requires careful attention. He basically doesn't pretend to be someone else anymore, he does it all by himself.

"Um"

Nodding, Ling Jingxuan waved his hand, and Ling Yun took the servants out, and even Long Zhangshi and Song Shuiling, who were in charge of taking care of the children, also left. He came out and sat beside Ling Jingxuan without saying a word.

"Thank you."

Sikong Jue expressed his thanks sincerely, then lowered his head and said to the child: "Qing'er, let's stretch out our hand to take Uncle Ling's pulse first, shall we?"

"Ah."

Turning to look at Ling Wen and the others, Yan Shangqing nodded after receiving their encouraging eyes, and Si Kongjue slowly and carefully rolled up his sleeves for him. He was obviously so arrogant and domineering, and he was so arrogant in front of the child. With such carefulness, if he said that he didn't really love the child, no one would believe it, unless he was blind and brain-dead.

When the sleeves were rolled up little by little, fingers as thin as chicken feet were slowly exposed, even Ling Jingxuan couldn't help shrinking his pupils, the fingers alone were wrinkled like those old people in their seventies or eighties, The color of the skin is also black and blue, it looks like willow bark, fortunately they are all prepared, otherwise they will definitely show a shocked look, and they will hurt everyone Yan Shangqing present, including the little buns. After being so surprised, I couldn't help showing distressed expressions in my eyes. A child who is only four or five years old has encountered such misfortune. Fortunately, he still has a father and concubine who loves him. If he was born in a poor family, he might have died. .

Maybe the whole palm was exposed, Yan Shangqing was afraid, his hands couldn't help trembling, his eyes were stained with moisture, behind the tears was the embarrassment and pain that he shouldn't have at his age.

"Shang Qing is not afraid, you are just sick, and you are not really ugly. Besides, Dad said before, some people are good-looking, but their hearts are ugly, but some people are not good-looking, but their hearts are ugly. The most beautiful, Brother Wen thinks, Shang Qing's hands are not scary at all, they are the most beautiful hands in the world."

I don't know if their lives have a shadow of the same destiny. At this moment, Ling Wen is sensitive and even more distressed. Before the adults could speak, he reached out and held his hand first, and carefully controlled it. Don't let yourself strain, so as not to pinch him.

Meeting his shining eyes, Yan Shangqing moved his fingers in his hand, and nodded slightly after a while: "Well, I'm not afraid, brother Wen will accompany me??"

The sound was still as thin as a mosquito, but it was not difficult to hear that there was already something called courage and happiness in it.

"And I and Tie Wazi, we will accompany you, don't be afraid, brother Wu will protect you."

Looking back and forth at them, Xiao Baozi decisively pulled Tie Wazi closer, and the four little ones condensed a hot friendship that surpassed blood and family in an instant. There was an unmistakable smile, they were not afraid of him, and they didn't call him Willow Spirit, so he can play with them at ease in the future, and he will never be alone again?