The Favoured Medical Princess: 418 self-rebellion (second update)

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"Brother Yu, what's wrong with you?"

Little Fang's voice came from behind Fang Shiyu, with a hint of worry and a hint of unhappiness.

Fang Shiyu blinked stiffly and saw King Zhennan frowning slightly, with a trace of doubt in his eyes, and Xiao Yi seemed to be sizing him up.

Fang Shiyu's heart skipped a beat, he couldn't get into trouble now!

He calmed down and said as if unintentionally: "Aunt, I'm fine. It's just that I haven't slept well for several nights in order to take care of my father these days. I was just standing and felt a little dazed..." He was embarrassed. He hugged his fists and said, "It made my uncle, aunt, and cousins ​​laugh."

Xiao Fang smiled lovingly: "Brother Yu, my aunt knows that you are filial. Now your grandfather and father are sick at home. You have to study and take care of the sick, but you have to take care of your own health. Don't fall down from exhaustion!" Little Fang said vaguely, as if Fang Shiyu was serving his grandfather and father at the same time, which attracted the admiring eyes of King Zhennan.

Fang Shiyu clasped his fists again as he was taught: "That's what my aunt taught me." Then, he wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with his sleeves. He was still a little panicked, his heartbeat was speeding up suddenly, and he always felt a little uneasy.

Everything just happened was probably just a dream, right? !

How could Xiao Yi know about the Heart-Eating Grass! ?

He must be too tired, so he suddenly fell asleep while standing!

He kept comforting himself, completely unaware that Xiao Yi and Nangong Yue secretly exchanged a tacit look. The corners of their mouths were slightly raised, and their charms were surprisingly consistent!

Xiao Fang sighed and said with relief: "Brother Yu, go back and rest quickly. Take good care of yourself!"

Fang Shiyu also felt unwell and nodded quickly: "Grandpa, uncle, aunt, cousin Yi, and cousin-in-law, please forgive me for leaving first."

After Fang Shiyu saluted, he withdrew.

But King Zhennan did not leave. He sat in front of Mr. Fang's couch and asked about his welfare, showing great attentiveness and concern.

Xiao Yi stood aside, worried that his grandfather would be tired.

"...Father-in-law, my son-in-law should actually apologize to you." As he spoke, the King of Zhennan sighed and said, "It's also my fault that my son-in-law is not good at teaching his son. Ayi is too ignorant, so he came here. In a few days, my uncle became angry and became ill, which also caused a lot of trouble for my father-in-law. Ayi!" He looked at Xiao Yi and said sternly, "Why don't you come and apologize to your grandfather?"

These few words made Mr. Fang’s heart immediately freeze.

Mr. Fang actually doesn’t know how Xiao Yi has lived these years. He has only been awake for two days, so Xiao Yi will naturally not tell him these unpleasant things. He originally thought that King Zhennan was Xiao Yi's biological father after all, and he would always have some kinship and affection for this motherless child. However, what did King Zhennan mean by these words?

He doesn’t even have half any trust in his son? !

With such a father, can I still expect him to have paternal love for A Yi?

Mr. Fang looked at Xiao Yi and saw that he was listening to Zhennan King's scoldings indifferently, and soon his eyes were looking for Nangong Yue, who was very close at hand. After the two looked at each other and smiled, Xiao Yi spoke and said lazily: "Father, you said it was me who was angry because my uncle was ill. My grandfather has been ill for so long. Could it be that my uncle and cousin Yu are so angry... This Is it really interesting? Maybe I should ask Cousin Yu another day, what do you think?"

The King of Zhennan was not doing anything, but Xiao Fang's face turned pale. She always felt that his words meant something, and said quickly: "My lord, please calm down... Fourth brother, hey, it was just an accident."

"You." King Zhennan said helplessly, "You protect him every time, but he doesn't accept your favor at all. Why bother."

Little Fang glanced at Old Mrs. Fang, lowered her eyes slightly, and said with an aggrieved look, "Ayi is the eldest sister's biological flesh and blood, so I naturally love him."

Xiao Yi was used to this kind of hypocritical behavior, but Nangong Yue frowned unhappily. For the sake of Old Mrs. Fang’s physical and mental health, she interrupted Xiao Fang’s words with a smile and said: “Father, mother, It's time for my grandfather to rest... My grandfather knows that my father and mother are filial, but the days are long, and my grandfather's health is the most important thing now."

Little Fang also felt that it was a bit miserable to be with Old Mrs. Fang, so she hurriedly said: "Yes, Your Majesty, let uncle have a good rest."

The King of Zhennan finally stood up and said, "Father-in-law, my son-in-law will leave now and will come back to pay you respects tomorrow."

Mr. Fang nodded expressionlessly.

King Zhennan and Xiao Fangshi walked out of the house together, and Xiao Fangshi couldn't help but look back at Nangong Yue.

When she was in the royal capital, Xiao Fang heard that Nangong Yue was granted the title of princess because she cured the emperor. At that time, she thought that Nangong Yue was just lucky. Now it seems that she really has good medical skills. ? Little Fang thought about it, and she would have to think of a way to ask the prince to come forward and let Nangong Yue treat her fourth brother.

The old man doesn’t seem to know about the Heart-Eclipse Grass. He is already old, and the eldest son’s house will still belong to the fourth brother in the future! This kid, Brother Yu, is too intolerant of things. He is so flustered over such a trivial matter. I don’t know how the fourth brother and the fourth sister-in-law teach him on weekdays!

……

At this time, Fang Shiyu, who was being talked about by Xiao Fangshi, had returned to his yard.

He felt very tired, but when he lay down on the bed, he felt extremely energetic, as if he had taken too many supplements, and was so excited that he was not sleepy at all.

He stared blankly at the top of the blue bed tent. He didn't know how long it took, and fell asleep hazily... until suddenly there was a sound of messy footsteps and a hurried shout outside the room: "Big Young Master! Young Master, it’s not good!”

Fang Shiyu sat up suddenly and saw a young man in Tsing Yi running into the room panting and shouting out of breath: "Young Master, hurry up! Run for your life!" He picked up Fang Shiyu's hand and wanted to drag him out.

Fang Shiyu frowned and said in a deep voice: "What's going on? What's going on?"

The young man said hurriedly: "Just now, the old man suddenly told the prince that it was the old man who gave him heart-eating grass, which made him sick for more than ten years! The prince was so angry that he immediately rushed to the palace with a sword. When we go to the main courtyard, we are about to kill the master. My wife tried to stop him, but he was also killed by him! Young master, please run away! The master said that you must have something to do with this matter. She is bringing it up The sword is coming this way!"

What? ! Dad is dead? ! Mother is dead too? ! Fang Shiyu froze in disbelief, his ears buzzing.

"Young Master!"

The boy called him again and he came back to his senses.

"Aunt, yes! I want to find my aunt!"

As Fang Shiyu spoke, he hurried out of the house. However, as soon as he left the house, he saw a young man in a purple robe striding towards him not far away. The young man was described as beautiful and tall. , he was originally a handsome young man, but at this moment, his handsome features were spattered with bright red blood stains, and his eyes were as sinister as an eagle.

The other party walked towards him step by step, holding a **** sword in his hand, tick tock, tick tock... The bright red blood was still slowly dripping down the silver sword... tick tock, tick tock...

This person is not a human at all!

He is an evil spirit from hell!

When he thought about where the blood on the sword came from, Fang Shiyu panicked, anxious and scared. He took a step back, then another step, his voice trembling slightly: "Cousin Yi, it's none of my business!... …”

But the other party didn't seem to believe it at all, and was still approaching step by step. The cold voice sounded like it was coming from the abyss of ice: "A tooth for a tooth, an eye for an eye!"

Every word hit Fang Shiyu's heart like a heavy hammer, making him feel a biting chill. Suddenly, he couldn't move and fell down weakly. He didn't even have the strength to raise his eyelids...

"No..."

Fang Shiyu was still explaining, but he could only watch Xiao Yi's pair of black short boots come into his sight. He raised his eyelids with his last strength and looked at the cold sword blade in disbelief. Stab yourself hard...

"No!"

This time, Fang Shiyu screamed and sat up from the bed, his whole body covered in sweat, his eyes still a little dazed, as if he didn't know where he was.

"Master, are you okay?" The servant trotted in worriedly. Seeing Fang Shiyu panting, he asked worriedly, "Master, are you having a nightmare?"

Haunted? Fang Shiyu's eyes finally became clearer, and he hurriedly asked the boy: "Mo Yan, where are the master and his wife?"

The young man was startled and quickly replied: "Young Master, my wife is in the main courtyard to attend to my illness."

Fang Shiyu breathed a long sigh of relief, his face looked much better, and he said to himself in his heart: Yes! He is just dreaming! What just happened was just a dream...

Fang Shiyu's eyes were cloudy and uncertain, which made the young man a little worried. He always felt that something was wrong with the young master.

Hey, things have been really troubled in the house recently!

On this day, he lived in a state of despair. He didn't even dare to close his eyes, for fear that there would be another terrible nightmare that would haunt him.

He didn't know who to tell. He had always been the aloof young master of the Fang family. How could he let others know that he was so cowardly and uneasy because of a nightmare!

I can’t think about it anymore. Stop thinking about it!

Tomorrow there will be a debate in Yamingxuan. He must win the first prize. He must let the world see his talent and learning of Fang Shiyu!

Fang Shiyu spent the night in panic. He hurried out the door early in the morning before dawn, looking very haggard.

After receiving the secret guard's report, Xiao Yi smiled meaningfully, and took advantage of the early morning when the cheap uncles from the Fang family came to An Ningju to express their filial piety, and proposed to Old Master Fang to push him out for a walk.

Several masters of the Fang family repeatedly praised Xiao Yi for his filial piety and expressed their willingness to accompany him, so the group left the Fang Mansion.

Mrs. Fang was just in good health and could not be too tired, so they went to a restaurant.

I asked for a private seat and sat by the window. I could just see Shimi's bunk at the gate of the city. People in commoners were lining up holding empty bowls to receive the white rice. He left with a smile on his face.

Everything seems in order.

"Uncle, Ayi is really thoughtful. He has been with Shimi in the city for several days..." Fang Chengde, who was sitting opposite Mr. Fang, praised, "Now in the city, everyone praises our Fang family. Where is the House of Kindness!"

"Yes, uncle. Ayi is indeed half as good as our Fang family. He is not only filial, but also virtuous. He manages the Fang family's property in an orderly manner." Fang Chengzhi also praised with a smile. I hope I can make the old man and the prince happy.

When the other guests around saw them, they also praised Xiao Yi one by one, saying that Xiao Yi was a good boy who was pure, filial, intelligent and talented. The reputation of being naughty is just a dream.

How could Mr. Fang, who was sitting in a wheelchair, not know that these people were trying to please him? Anyway, he only listened to the good things and said in a still not very neat tone: "Yeah... Ayi... half like me!"

One sentence attracted a burst of compliments from everyone. Nangong Yue, who was sitting next to Xiao Yi, remained silent from beginning to end. She only occasionally glanced at Xiao Yi with a half-smile, as if to say, were you so good when you were a child?

Xiao Yi puffed up his chest confidently, and his unashamed eyes meant that I have been such a lovable child since I was a child!

Mr. Fang noticed the exchange of eyebrows between his grandson and his wife, and he was secretly happy for the young couple.

Although he had only been sober for a few days, he could clearly see the tacit understanding of love between the two people. This grandson is really different from his father, he is dedicated, and his grandson's wife is also a blessing, unlike Li'er...

Thinking of this, Mr. Fang's face showed a trace of sadness unconsciously.

Nangong Yue was keenly aware of something and asked softly: "Grandpa, are you tired?" Mr. Fang's body was really weak. In fact, he should have stayed in Fang Mansion and rested, but the old man insisted. I must personally see the scene where those ungrateful guys get their comeuppance! So, you must come out.

Xiao Yi looked at Old Mrs. Fang nervously. For Xiao Yi, besides Nangong Yue, only Old Mrs. Fang was his last relative.

Mr. Fang smiled nonchalantly and said, "Ayi, let's... go... somewhere else."

It should be almost time.

Xiao Yi understood what Mr. Fang meant and said smoothly: "Grandpa, I remember that a teahouse called Yamingxuan nearby is holding a debate..."

Fang Chengzhi thought of something and said with a smile: "I know this teahouse. It seems that Brother Yu also participated in the debate today, right? Why don't we go over to support Brother Yu? What do you think?"

Debates are usually held by students or literati, and students are encouraged to express their opinions and show their true knowledge and insights. Many young students have become famous in debates, and have been sought after by other scholars and even appreciated by nobles.

Going to a teahouse to listen to a debate is actually an elegant thing.

What's more, Prince Zhennan revealed this intention at this moment, so naturally no one objected, so the group rushed to Yamingxuan...