The Favoured Medical Princess: 855 adoption

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"Brother!"

Little Xiao Yu jumped off Mrs. Fu's lap and walked up to Han Weijun curiously, tilting her little head to look at him.

Obviously Xiao Yu is a month younger than Han Weijun, but when the two children stand together, Xiao Yu is half a head taller than him, with fair and rosy skin, and looks full of energy.

Little Xiao Yu had never seen children of the same age before. Looking at Han Weijun, who was shorter than himself, he found it very new and interesting.

The little guy habitually took out the orange cat-faced pouch tied around his waist, and casually took out a stretched golden cat collar and handed it to Han Weijun enthusiastically, smiling boldly: "This is for you. , brother!"

Han Weijun carefully took the golden cat collar from Xiao Yu's hand, his eyes flashed, and his voice was like a mosquito moaning: "Thank you."

Nangong Yue on the side looked at the cowering Han Weijun with complicated eyes, and finally couldn't help but corrected: "Brother Yu, this is the little brother!"

Little brother? ! Xiao Yu looked at Han Weijun in shock. Isn't his brother older than him? ! Why is this little brother even smaller than me? !

Little Xiao Yu stepped forward, grabbed Han Weijun's left hand forcefully, pointed at himself and said, "I, brother." Then he pointed at Han Weijun and said, "You, brother."

He urged confidently: "Call me brother!"

"Brother..." Han Weijun played with the golden cat in his hand, couldn't put it down, and responded without thinking.

Satisfied, Xiao Yu took out another golden feather and gave it to Han Weijun as a greeting gift for recognizing his younger brother.

The surroundings were silent for a moment, and the adults looked at each other.

After a moment, Mrs. Fu couldn't help but burst out laughing. She laughed so hard that she burst into tears from the corners of her eyes and said, "Ayi, Brother Yu's temperament is really like yours!"

The two-year-old child has begun to recognize his little brother!

Mrs. Fu glanced at her son teasingly. Fu Yunhe touched his nose and did not feel embarrassed. He continued to look at Xiao Yi and Nangong Yue pitifully, blinking with big eyes.

"Brother, sister-in-law, look at...this child..."

This child has already recognized Brother Yu as his older brother. How about you two take him back and raise him?

Fu Yunhe rubbed his hands with expectation in his eyes.

Nangong Yue pursed her lips slightly, feeling that this child was a bit difficult to place.

But Xiao Yi was not entangled at all. He waved his hand and dismissed Fu Yunhe as a matter of course: "You keep carrying it yourself! Who told you to be stupid!" The implication is that this is Fu Yunhe's punishment for being stupid.

"Brother!" Fu Yunhe had already pretended to be pitiful and started biting the handkerchief, his eyes watery, as if to say, Brother, do you really not think about it anymore?

Mrs. Fu, who had just stopped laughing, couldn't help laughing when she saw Fu Yunhe's behavior. She felt that her stomach hurt from laughing. She took a breath and said seriously: "Brother He, okay, isn't it just a matter of having extra pairs of chopsticks? You should practice your skills in advance!" Mrs. Fu thought clearly. Fu Yunhe and Han Qixia are not young anymore. I guess I will be able to have grandchildren again soon.

Thinking about it, Mrs. Fu’s eyes were filled with smiles.

Yes! In order to raise his future daughter well, he should first learn how to take care of his children. Fu Yunhe immediately burst into laughter, happily imagining how cute and soft his little girl would be.

Nangong Yue covered her mouth and chuckled, exchanging a funny look with Xiao Yi. As for Xiao Yu, Xiao Yu had already taken Han Weijun aside to play, pretending to teach him how to solve the nine-link chain, like a young gentleman appearance.

After Han Weijun solved the nine links, Xiao Yu took him to show off to the adults again.

At this age, Mrs. Fu loves children the most. Seeing Xiao Yu's lively look, she liked it so much that she deliberately teased him: "Oh, our brother Yu is such a good brother!"

Of course! Xiao Xiao Yu proudly puffed out his chest.

Seeing this, Mrs. Fu smiled even more and deliberately teased him: "Brother Yu, tell me, is your mother pregnant with a younger brother or a younger sister?"

"Nanny!"

There were two answering voices, one was milky and the other was clear and clear. The voices of both father and son were so determined, and their similar peach blossom eyes were looking at Mrs. Fu seriously, making her extremely happy. .

Nangong Yue and Xiao Yi's family stayed in Fu's house for another half an hour before leaving and got on the red wheel carriage again. The wheels turned loudly, just overpowering the sound in the carriage.

"Ayi, how is Ayimu..."

In the carriage, Nangong Yue's eyes looked a little darker than usual, while little Xiao Yu, who was tired from playing, curled up in his father's arms and fell asleep sweetly, nudging his lips from time to time.

Xiao Yi carefully adjusted the little guy into a comfortable position and said nonchalantly: "Just under review."

After all, Ayimu is Xiao Yi’s mother-killing enemy, so Xiao Yi will naturally not make it easy for her!

Nangong Yue hesitated for a moment, and then said: "Ayi, should you let your grandfather take a look?" The grandfather in Nangong Yue's mouth was of course Old Mrs. Fang.

Xiao Yi was stunned, pursed his lips and thought. Ah Yue was very considerate. My grandfather has always been brooding over the death of his mother. As a dead person cannot be resurrected, it is time to give him a real closure...

"Bang!"

With the sound of the horse whip whipping outside the carriage, the wheels turned faster, and the Zhulun chariot sped along. This time the destination was Bixiaotang.

The next day, the fifth day of February, Xiao Yi took Old Mrs. Fang to the dungeon of Bixiaotang.

The only way through the dungeon was a stone staircase going down. Old Mrs. Fang was unable to walk, so Xiao Yi simply carried him down to the dungeon himself, while a guard moved the wheelchair down behind.

From beginning to end, in just a few breaths, Mr. Fang was firmly sitting in the wheelchair again. He fell from light into darkness in an instant. The air around him was stuffy, damp and cold, making him almost breathless. Come on, my heart feels a little tight.

He silently clenched the armrests of his wheelchair and said nothing, with deep wrinkles accumulating between his brows.

"Gululu..."

The sound of the wheelchair rolling was particularly loud and harsh in the silent dungeon.

The dungeon guard neatly opened the heavy iron door of a certain cell. Two torches gave off a dim light, illuminating the small dungeon. At a glance, a woman in green with heavy shackles on her hands and feet could be seen sitting there. In the corner, her long hair was spread out in a mess. She looked unkempt, like a female beggar on the roadside, but her expression was still calm, and her pair of deep and mysterious eyes were particularly bright in the firelight.

Of course Old Mrs. Fang already knew who he came here to see today. He stared at the woman in front of him without blinking, with a pair of turbid old eyes bursting with deep hatred, and the veins on the back of his hands were bulging.

Ayimu, who was sitting in the corner, raised her eyes and looked at Xiao Yi with calm eyes. This was the first time she had seen Xiao Yi since she was escorted to southern Xinjiang, but she still recognized him accurately. He raised a strange arc at the corner of his mouth and said slowly: "Prince Xiao, I have long admired your name."

Following that, Ayimu's eyes moved down and then looked at Old Mrs. Fang in the wheelchair. A hint of understanding appeared in his wise eyes, "Old Mrs. Fang... It seems that the two of you are here to settle the matter between the former Princess Zhennan." Death! You two can blame me for the death of the late princess. Who made her accidentally hear the words she shouldn’t have heard in an inappropriate place!... Also, Mr. Fang, the reason why you had a stroke was because I signaled Fang. The poison given by the third wife of the family."

As she spoke, her breath was steady, neither impatient nor impetuous. It seemed that she had already put life and death aside, so she kept talking.

Listening to what she said casually, as if it was a trivial matter, Mr. Fang's eyes were almost extremely wide, bloodshot and red, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Just for my Fang family's money?! ”

Ayimu sneered lightly, as if asking rhetorically, isn't this reason enough?

It is a crime to hold a jade in your arms. This is an eternal truth.

The Fang family has so much money and is as rich as any other country. The eldest daughter of the Fang family, Dafang, has also married into the Zhennan Palace. Sooner or later, she will change from the Crown Princess to the Zhennan Princess. Even if they are not coveted by Baiyue, others will. Will covet, for money, for power!

Furthermore, if a big Fang family dies, he can kill two birds with one stone, allowing the little Fang family to marry into the palace as a successor. In this way, he can gain greater benefits...

Originally, my plan was perfect and everything was arranged, but Xiao Fang was useless and exposed herself; but Kui Lang was useless and defeated Baiyue!

Hey, all this is just success and failure.

She is willing to admit defeat!

Ayimu let out a long sigh in his heart and looked up at Xiao Yida again:

"Prince Xiao, the winner is the king and the loser is the bandit, I lost!"

After a pause, Ayimu continued: "However, I won't say anything about Baiyue. You don't have to waste your time interrogating me. I am not just showing off! I want to kill or behead. , you can do whatever you want!" She has lost, but Baiyue is still there, and there are still some hidden stakes she planted in Baiyue before. It is impossible for Xiao Yi to clear them all. One day in the future, Baiyue may not be able to Rise up!

Throughout history, ebb and flow, rise and fall, prosperity and failure are inevitable laws!

Xiao Yi looked down at Ayimu coldly, and said his first words to her with a half-smile: "I will not take your life."

The seven short words made Ayimu and Mrs. Fang look at Xiao Yi in astonishment. The surroundings were silent for a moment, with only the sizzling sound of the flames on the torches jumping.

Xiao Yi looked at Mr. Fang again, his beautiful peach blossom eyes shining brightly in the firelight, and his voice was clear and firm:

"Grandfather, for someone like her, death is the lightest thing. Being imprisoned here for a lifetime and watching Baiyue being completely assimilated by our southern Xinjiang is the biggest punishment!"

Death is like a lamp going out. Killing Ayimu like this would be too easy for her!

Ayimu is not an ordinary woman. It can be seen from her experiences in the first half of her life. If you want to defeat such a person, you must completely destroy him not only physically but also mentally. This is what Xiao Yi Revenge!

"Xiao Yi!" Ayimu's face changed slightly and he blurted out. At this moment, his expression showed a hint of wavering.

However, Xiao Yi never wanted to look at her or talk to her again.

"Grandpa," Xiao Yi said to Old Mrs. Fang with a smile, "let's go..."

Xiao Yi personally pushed Mrs. Fang’s wheelchair out, "Gululu..." Amidst the sound of the wheelchair turning, the heavy iron door closed with a "squeak"...

It was already half an hour later when the grandfather and grandfather came out of the dungeon again. It was just past midnight, the morning light was bright and the blue sky was clear, just like the mood of Mr. Fang at the moment.

Looking up at the blue sky, Mr. Fang’s eyes were a little moist, and he was talking silently to his daughter in the sky:

Daughter, it’s time for your soul to rest in peace in heaven. Ayi has already avenged you!

And he has no regrets anymore, just waiting...

Old Mrs. Fang suddenly thought of something, and his eyes became bright again. He secretly wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with his sleeves as if nothing had happened.

Xiao Yi just acted as if he didn't know anything and pushed Old Mrs. Fang's wheelchair to Tingyu Pavilion without any hurry, smiling and making fun of the old man.

Listening to the direction of Yuge, the laughter of women and children can be heard. The closer you get, the clearer the sounds become...

Grandma and grandson couldn't help but laugh.

The people in the room seemed to hear the sound of wheelchairs rolling outside, and a soft and waxy voice came from inside: "Great-grandfather!"

The little guy rolled over like a whirlwind, and pitifully stretched out his hands towards Old Mrs. Fang in the wheelchair. His chubby little hands were tangled with a few red threads.

Mr. Fang patiently untied the red rope for the little guy and asked with a loving smile: "Brother Yu, what are you playing at?"

Little Xiao Yu watched without blinking as Mrs. Fang straightened out the messy red rope, and smiled happily again: "Turn over the red rope!"

After Mr. Fang entered the house, the little guy pestered his great-grandfather to play with the red rope with him... but after playing for a few times, the red rope was messily wrapped around his little hand.

Now, Mr. Fang finally knew what happened just now.

Nangong Yue sat aside with a big pillow behind her and covered her mouth and smiled softly. The little guy's fingers were short and not flexible enough. Unfortunately, he and Xiao Yi have always been impatient and impatient, so they often didn't play for a few times. , which messed up the red rope.

But the little guy is unconvinced. The more he is like this, the more challenging he will be.

Nangong Yue is a little funny.

She was now heavy. After sitting for a while, she felt a sore back and pain in her back. She adjusted her sitting position on the chair with some difficulty.

Xiao Yi noticed it immediately, hurriedly helped Nangong Yue adjust the pillow behind her, and asked her carefully what she thought.

Seeing the young couple's happy and loving expressions, Mr. Fang smiled and became lighter, forgetting everything that happened in the dungeon.

People have to look forward after all.

"Ayi, Ayue," Mr. Fang suddenly said, "I want to discuss something with you. Would you like to adopt Brother Yu's younger brother to our Fang family?" Mr. Fang had already said this several years ago. I had this idea, but because the young couple only had brother Yu, I didn't mention it yet.

Hearing this, Xiao Yi frowned with a strange expression.

Mr. Fang thought that Xiao Yi was unwilling, and was about to explain a few more words when he heard Xiao Yi tilt his head and say in a positive tone: "Grandpa, Ayue's baby must be a daughter! Otherwise, let this stinky child die. How are you doing, kid?"

Xiao Yi looked at Xiao Yu who had the red rope wrapped around his finger again, and shook his head helplessly, "Although this brat is a bit stupid, he is still deficient in nature and can make up for it the day after tomorrow. Let Xiao Bai slowly take his time in the future. Just teach.”

Mr. Fang looked at his grandson, his eyes twitched, and he didn't know what to say. Even Nangong Yue couldn't help but hold her forehead: "Ayi, this guy is here again, always playing cards irrationally!"

After Xiao Yu understood half of the sentence, he looked up at his father and said seriously: "Brother Yu is not stupid!" As he said that, he hurriedly pulled Old Mrs. Fang's sleeve and looked at him expectantly. Looking at him, as if asking, great-grandfather, am I not stupid, am I?

Mr. Fang quickly comforted the little guy and said several times: "Our brother Yu is the smartest!"

Following that, he reminded helplessly: "Ayi, brother Yu is the grandson of the royal family!" There is no reason to adopt his legitimate son and the grandson of the royal family to another family!

Xiao Yi shrugged and didn't take it seriously. He actually thought it was interesting to adopt the brat to the Fang family and then let the little girl inherit the Zhennan Palace in the future. Since my grandfather doesn’t agree, let’s change the plan...

"Grandpa, let's pass the daughter to the Fang family to inherit the Fang family!"

It’s just a surname anyway. Even if Nannan’s surname is Fang, she is still his Xiao Yi’s daughter!

Mr. Fang was stunned. He had never thought of this possibility before, but now after hearing Xiao Yi's words, he couldn't help but have an idea: What's wrong with this? !

A breeze blows, and the sound of swaying branches and leaves is intertwined with the laughter in Tingyu Pavilion. It seems that even the air is smiling...