Nangong Mo put Li Yan down gently, and arched his hand: "Master Hou, this child, I'm afraid that his memory will be a little confused, and the arrow wound on his hand has the tendency to attack, but it should be fine with medicine, it's just ......"

"But it doesn't hurt to say it!"

"The back of the head is rebellious, and it will be rebellious and difficult to adjust in the future, if it is not appropriate, it will cause trouble and implicate the Hou Mansion!"

Meng Changlong walked quickly to the side of the bed, gently helped Li Yan up, and touched it with his hand, and sure enough, there was a reverse bone at the occipital bone at the back of his head, which was covered with hair, and he couldn't notice it on weekdays.

"Yet—"

"Can you finish your words at one time, mother-in-law, mother-in-law, it's anxious. ”

"Master Hou!" Bai Geyue whispered: "Listen to Mr. finish speaking." ”

Nangong Mo turned around and looked out of the door, but walked to the door and closed the door, then walked in front of Hou Ye, and knelt on the ground with a thud.

"This son is half fingered on the eyebrows, up to the white artery of the hairline, each has a bone inserted, which is called the dragon horn tiger bone, the nose bridge is straight, straight up to the Yin Tang, and there is no depression in the mountain root part between the eyes, this nose is called Fuxi nose in the phase. When Nangong treated his injuries, he still found ......"

"Carrying a seven-star beaded birthmark!" Bai Geyue continued with a long sigh. The birthmark had been noticed when she was changing the child's clothes.

"So many fates are gathered in one, this kid has the appearance of an emperor who overturned the world!" Hou Ye-" Nangong Mo bowed deeply: "This son can't stay." ”

The face of the emperor who overthrew the world!

Meng Changlong couldn't help but gasp, it was only nine years before the fall of the Great Jin Dynasty, and in front of him, there was a child with the appearance of an anti-skeleton emperor.

With a sword roar, the long sword in his hand was unsheathed, and Meng Changlong actually stabbed the sword straight into Li Yan in the sickbed.

"Master Hou-" With the shout, Meng Changlong couldn't help but be shocked, the long sword in his hand was actually held by his wife with his bare hands, and blood suddenly gushed out.

"Madame let go. Meng Changlong was heartbroken, his hand was scattered, the long sword fell to the ground, Nangong hurriedly stood up, and wrapped Bai Geyue's hand with a white cloth: "Master Hou, hold down the wound, Nangong go get the medicine box." ”

"Mr. Nangong!" Bai Geyue stopped Nangong Mo who wanted to leave: "This son is the son of me and Hou Ye, no matter what his face is, I will not let Hou Ye kill him, please keep your husband silent, don't reveal a trace of rumors, Bai Geyue will not forget this kindness." With a bend of his legs, he knelt straight in front of Nangong Mo.

"Madame is going to torture Nangong. "This is the princess given by the emperor, the sister of the current queen mother, how can she worship ordinary people!

"Bai Geyue should carefully train children, cultivate self-cultivation, avoid horses, and ask Mr. to keep his mouth shut. Bowing down again, Nangong Mo sighed and said: "Madam is benevolent and righteous, since she has insisted on treating this son as her own, but she will not kill Nangong to prevent future troubles, this grace of life should be Mrs. Nangong Xie." ”

Alas, that's it. Meng Changlong pulled his wife up and said, "Yiqiyi is Mrs., but Mrs. will not take the blade empty-handed in the future." ”

Bai Geyue smiled at the corner of her mouth: "This child is destined for me, this little injury, if you can bring you and me a son, it will be abolished, and I will not pity it." ”

"My silly lady!"

Although he was still faintly uneasy in his heart, Meng Changlong still followed his wife's words and left Li Yan. To be able to recreate the smile of seeing the lady like a flower, and indulge everything she has, you should not hesitate to do so.

Li Yan's injuries recovered quickly, of course, they couldn't do without Bai Geyue's careful care, and when those eyes opened and called her mother again, Bai Geyue cried with joy.

"Yes, mother. Taking out a silk scarf and carefully wiping the soup from the corner of Li Yan's mouth, Bai Geyue replied: "Yan'er, from now on, your name is Meng Baiyan, the son of the mighty Marquis Meng Changlong and Princess Yunjin Bai Geyue, the little marquis of Chengle, do you remember?"

"Meng Baiyan!" is such an unfamiliar name, however, his mind is empty.

Bai Geyue unfolded the silk scarf, this was found from Li Yan's body, and the corner of the scarf was embroidered with the word Yan, even though his surname was impossible to ask, at least the name was still retained.

Li Yan suddenly thought of something, he groped around his body, what was he looking for? But even he couldn't know it himself.

"This is taken from your arm, all your things are there, and my mother keeps them. Stretched out his hand and handed over a red scarf, Li Yan took it, where did this red scarf come from? I have no memory at all, but there seems to be a vague white shadow in my mind, and I can't touch it.

"All the qiē, don't think about it, from now on, no one can bully you anymore, with your mother, you will no longer let people touch you at all. Turning around and beckoning, Bai Geyue called in a child, the child had clear eyebrows, a pair of big eyes and a cunning look, and walked up to Bai Geyue and bowed decently: "Nangong Rehe has seen Madame!

This is the first time that the little marquis Meng Baiyan has seen Nangong Rehe, two immature children, looking at each other and smiling in the sunshine of the mighty Marquis Mansion, just as a sympathy between children, how do you know, this worship, follow all the way, Jin Ge Iron Horse galloped on the battlefield, until the great Jin Jiangshan into his own hands!

In the nineteenth year of the Jin calendar, spring.

In February, the sprouts are green, and the breeze blows on the water, which makes people's hearts flood with infinite reverie.

In the backyard of the Mighty Marquis Mansion, a group of subordinates were hiding behind the rockery and whispering, sometimes sneering, sometimes peeking, but no one dared to make a loud noise, because the demon king of the mixed world was playing his own game, and anyone who ruined his good deeds would be punished.

Seeing that face getting closer and closer, even though it was the person she liked in front of her, the body of the eldest lady of the Fang family still involuntarily retreated.

"Are you afraid of me?" the evil eyes stared at the person in front of them, and a hint of a playful smile appeared on the angular lips.

"Isn't it that since I saw Ben Xiaohou, I didn't think about it, crying and asking Master Fang to come to propose marriage? Now that Ben Xiaohou is in front of you, why did you retreat?" Stretching out his hand to wrap his arms around the slender waist, the handsome face of the little marquis came to Miss Fang with a hint of evil spirit.

The cheeks of the person in her arms were suddenly red, and Miss Fang's hand was weakly propped up in the arms of the little marquis, as if she wanted to keep the heat away from her body, but the hug had made her weak and almost fainted.

"Little Marquis!" muttered in his mouth.

The little marquis replied in a low voice, leaned down, and when Miss Fang collapsed in his arms, closing her eyes lightly and waiting for the falling kiss, his hands suddenly loosened!

With a "poof", Miss Fang fell into the lotus pond.

Several black shadows rushed by, jumping straight into the pool to save people.

This little marquis has made the people who come to propose his relatives unbearable, and he doesn't care about his daughter's thin skin, doing whatever he wants, and being uninhibited, but there are all the ladies who are not afraid of death who are eager to flock to him.

Alas!

This guy is practicing again.

"One day, you will die on this temperament, so unruly, see whose girl dares to marry you in the future. ”

The little marquis looked back and smiled: "The person who can keep up with my footsteps has probably not been born yet, Nangong, go, go out with me." ”