As soon as An Shuli heard that Murong Lingfeng was in Nangong Qingye's house, she immediately rushed over, still muttering in her mouth, "This little white-eyed wolf, she has been hurting her for so many years, and she will betray her if she is given a little sweetness!"

Murong Lingxue couldn't help but sigh for her sister, she went around in such a big circle, and ran down from the top of Ling Xiao overnight just to hide from this bowl of medicine, but she didn't expect their mothers to be so persistent, and they were probably scared by her, and now Xiaofeng'er is a little coughing and runny nose, and their mothers are like the sky is falling apart!

As anxious as An Shuli was Yun Mo, he had been wondering why Xiao Feng'er didn't come to the post house for him, but instead went to find the Ninth Prince? Although the two of them are father and daughter, there will be no other feelings mixed up in it, but in this way, the Holy Lord will not be happy, and he always feels that he is not the first in the heart of the little prince. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

A few people went in to take a look, and the little boy was sleeping soundly with the quilt. The Nine Princes really haven't taken care of anyone, and this little boy is a dishonest sleeper, and after a while, the quilt was pressed under her body, and the Nine Princes were afraid that she would freeze, so he could only take another bed to cover her. It didn't take long for her to hold the quilt in her arms as a pillow again, and Nangong Qingye could only go to get another bed. This time and again, there are already five quilts piled up on the bed, and the little boy is completely buried in it, this time she really can't kick it!

An Shuli turned her head and glared at Nangong Qingye fiercely, "Are you trying to suffocate my daughter?"

Nangong Qingye is really speechless.

This time, even Yun Mo was distressed when he saw it, looking at the beads of sweat on Murong Lingfeng's head, it was estimated that he was choked by the heat enough, "Uncle Jiu, she is an ice cube, you can't cover so many layers!"

It's still my sister who is looking at her brother, and Chu Yanken is willing to speak to Nangong Qingye, "Feng'er has a fever for the past two days, and it's sweating, and it's good to come out!"

An Shuli glanced at her, is this a shame?"Then you can't cover so many layers! My daughter is about to become the first case of heat stroke in the winter!" An Shuli dug the little boy out of a quilt, the clothes on the little boy's body were soaked, and his cheeks were slightly red, which made An Shuli feel distressed, "Isn't it really stuffy?" She instructed her subordinates, "Go and call the master of Su Gu quickly! Feng'er is not in this state!"

She scared Nangong Qingye so much that she was scared in her heart, didn't he do bad things with good intentions and hurt Xiao Feng'er, right?

At this time, Murong Lingfeng's eyelashes trembled a few times, she opened her eyes and looked at An Shuli, called out to her mother, and then turned over and fell asleep again.

An Shuli made her laugh angrily, pinched her nose and dragged the person up, "You still know that I am your mother?!"

"Mother, don't make trouble," Murong Lingfeng impatiently pulled An Shuli's hand down, "I talked to my father until the fourth watch, and I just fell asleep, sleepy!"

An Shuli opened her mouth wide and pinched the little boy's ears angrily, "Little traitor, who do you call daddy?" She called Murong Yu always called her father, but she didn't have the title of daddy.

Murong Lingfeng woke up suddenly, and subconsciously covered his mouth - oh no, he said that he had leaked his mouth! The little boy hurriedly hugged her mother's waist and begged for mercy, "Mother, I didn't call anyone, didn't I wake up and talk in my sleep!"

An Shuli glared at her - believe that you are a ghost!

At this time, it happened that Sichen walked in with a bowl of medicine, "Is Childe awake? Come and drink the medicine!"

Murong Lingfeng was immediately shocked when he saw her, covered his mouth and retreated into the corner, his face full of horror, "No, no, no, I don't want to take medicine!

An Shuli endured other things, but she didn't agree to anything. An Shuli stood on the edge of the bed and hooked her fingers, "Come here." ”

Murong Lingfeng covered his mouth and shook his head, "I'm really fine!"

"People who had a fever and runny nose yesterday are not qualified to say that!" An Shuli stretched out the medicine bowl to her, "Either you can drink it yourself, or I will let Xiao Yan and Xue'er suppress you and pour the medicine down, so many people are watching, you can't hold it on your face!"

Murong Lingfeng knew that her mother would do what she said, but she looked at Nangong Qingye who was standing behind An Shuli, and there was still a hint of luck, "That's ...... It's three points of poison in medicine, my illness has been cured, won't taking medicine again become taking poison?"

She looked at Nangong Qingye with tears in her eyes and pretended to be pitiful, this medicine was too bitter, she really didn't want to drink it!

Nangong Qingye was also soft-hearted for a while, "Feng'er herself is a miracle doctor, she said that she was fine, so it is estimated that she is good." Medicine is not as good as food, let's give her more good things, isn't it much better than drinking these bitter medicine soups?"

This sentence made An Shuli anxious, "Do you know if you can't cure yourself, what does she know? She just doesn't drink because she's afraid of hardship, you are not allowed to indulge her!"

An Shuli's strength and position in the entire family was immediately demonstrated. In the end, the little boy didn't let go of her mother, and obediently drank the medicine.

However, Murong Lingfeng was not completely fruitless, at least An Shuli promised her that if she no longer had a fever in the future, this would be the last bowl of medicine.

The little boy coquettishly hugged Yun Mo's arm and didn't let go, saying that he wanted to stay in the post house in Nanchu and not go back to Lingxiaoding. An Shuli scolded her twice, but she didn't listen to anything this time, "One person at a time, I compromised just now, this time it's time for you to compromise!" Murong Lingfeng said arrogantly.

Ouyang Feifei also ran over at this time, pulling An Shuli and Chu Yan and not letting go, "You are going to leave again when we first meet, don't you have my sister in your heart? If that's the case, let's just break off our friendship! You guys go, don't come to see me in the future!"

For Ouyang Feifei, the eldest sister, An Shuli and Chu Yan also miss it very much. In the past 20 years, they have only exchanged letters with each other, and where can they find deep longing. The two had to honestly agree to stay in the Nanchu Post House.

As soon as Ouyang Feifei heard that they were willing to stay, she immediately said excitedly, "You wait, I'll show my hands to you, make a table of good dishes, and make sure you eat this meal and want to eat it!"

Everyone present, except for Murong Lingfeng and Murong Lingxue, who had not been poisoned by European cuisine, everyone else was deeply affected by it! Where did they dare to let her enter the kitchen, and hurriedly stopped Ouyang Feifei, who was in high spirits. An Shuli automatically invited Ying, dragged Murong Lingxue to run as a cook, and cooked a big meal for everyone.

As a result, Chu Yan was the only one left who was uncomfortable.

If you just talk about her personality, Chu Yan is much more lively than An Shuli, An Shuli is actually a talented woman, and her demeanor is full of nobility. However, she has been tortured enough by her little daughter recently, and her elegant temperament has been worn away, and only the delicate and spicy remains. Even An Shuli herself said that she was about to catch up with the shrew when she was facing Xiao Feng'er. On the other hand, it is also a mother's love from the heart.

Chu Yan is just the opposite, she is a big girl, she also makes some mistakes on weekdays, she has been a pistachio between several girls since she was a child, and she grew up like a tomboy. But the more things happened, the more serious she became, and she didn't smile. Now she looks more stable than An Shuli.

Chu Yan sat alone on the wooden chair, holding Murong Lingfeng's hand, his eyes didn't know what to see.

Murong Lingfeng was very well-behaved at this time. She leaned on Chu Yan's shoulder and whispered to her, "Auntie, are you nervous?"

"There are some. Chu Yan generously did not deny it.

Murong Lingfeng blinked, this is not so simple, so silent, her aunt's hands almost trembled! "Ahem, is it because of Marquis Song?"

Chu Yan pursed his lips, "How is it possible, does he have such a big face?"

Murong Lingfeng swept around the people in the room, who else could there be? Aren't the rest Chu Yan's two elder brothers and a brother-in-law? They can't be the ones who make Chu Yan nervous.

At this moment, Ouyang Feifei led four men into the house - Yun Han, Chu Jin, Song Ye and Song Xiao. They ran errands for Princess Wu before, and Ouyang Feifei planned to give a big gift to a few good sisters, and let her son run out to buy raw materials. Unexpectedly, the little boy had already come to the inn, which disrupted their plan and made Yun Han miss the play in the morning.

Ouyang Feifei pulled Yun Han to salute Chu Yan, "Call someone quickly, this is your Aunt Yan!"

Yun Han hurriedly grabbed Ouyang Feifei and told her mother to calm down and not be so excited, "Mother, we have already met in the Youming Cave Mansion, and Aunt Yan has saved me many times!"

Ouyang Feifei nodded, "That's it." "Well, when she saw her sister, she was so excited that she forgot about the Youming Cave Mansion. "Yes, yes, you've all seen it. Ah Jin also saw your mother, right?"

Chu Jin walked over, with a smile on his face, looking at Chu Yan's eyes and still a little shy, "The situation was very chaotic at that time, I just glanced at my mother from a distance, and I couldn't go over to recognize my mother." He suddenly knelt down in front of Chu Yan, "Mother, it's the child who is not filial, and he hasn't been able to fulfill his filial piety by your side for so many years." In the future, you can't just leave the child alone. Chu Jin said, his eyes were still a little red.

Chu Yan didn't feel a good feeling in his heart, and held his arm and wanted to pull him up, "Hurry up! You are a good boy, what kind of mother am I." I didn't care much if I left you in the Wuwang Mansion, in the final analysis, Sister Fei Fei is the mother who raised you. ”

Chu Jin shook his head, "The princess's nurturing feelings, Ah Jin will never forget." However, in Ah Jin's heart, Princess Yan, who brought me back from the pile of the dead, is my mother. Or rather, mother, you don't want children. ”

Chu Yan's tears couldn't hold on any longer, falling drop by drop, she also knelt on the ground and hugged Chu Jin and cried, "How can my mother not recognize you, my mother is just such a child as you in this life!"

"What about me?" Murong Lingfeng also ran over and squatted beside the two of them to join in the fun.

Yun Mo sighed helplessly, wanting to pull her back - what did the mother and son recognize, what kind of coaxing did she follow there?

But Chu Yan made Murong Lingfeng laugh at this, she reached out and touched the little boy's hair, "You are my niece with a proper name, and Ah Jin is still your brother." Don't call someone yet!"

Murong Lingfeng looked Chu Jin up and down with suspicious eyes, "Isn't he my apprentice, why am I demoted a generation again?"

This time the big guys laughed. Ouyang Feifei glanced at Song Xiao, who came in behind, "Is Feng'er smaller than Xiaoxiao?"

Song Xiao was not convinced, "I'm already twenty years old! I'm an adult, but I'm not a nineteen kid!"

Murong Lingfeng raised his head and ignored him. At this time, Chu Yan also saw Song Xiao and Song Ye, she restrained her emotions a little, sat back in her chair, looked up and peeked at Song Ye and looked away. She frowned slightly, how could she feel that Song Ye and Song Yu didn't look too similar.

Song Ye saw her like this, but he was clear, he first saluted Chu Yan respectfully, "Princess Yan, under Song Ye." ”

Chu Yan nodded, indicating that he knew. But Song Ye's words were not finished, "The son of Zhuang Su, the general of the Northwest Rebel Army, and Song Yu, the Marquis of Zhennan, is my adoptive father. ”

Chu Yan's eyes widened suddenly, and he stood up and looked at Song Ye in surprise, "What are you talking about, whose son are you?"

Song Ye smiled, "Zhuang Su." I am the only bloodline of the dealer. When I was still in my mother's womb, my father rebelled, and the dealer ended up with a full house. Because my mother and General Zhuang made a private agreement for life, my evil seed can be regarded as having escaped. My father wanted to leave the last blood for his good brother, so he braved the world's condemnation and took in my mother, saying that I was his son. It's just that the father's approach was inappropriate, so the princess misunderstood. Song Ye cleared up the misunderstanding between Song Yu and Chu Yan for more than 20 years. Speaking of which, although Song Yu gave Song Ye an identity, he, like Chu Jin, was left in the Wuwang Mansion since he was a child, and he was raised by Princess Wu. For such a life experience, Song Ye always had a pimple in his heart - he always felt that it was because of himself that Chu Yan would be separated from his father. also forced his father to leave the country, staying on the border of Southern Chu and refusing to come back. Now, it is Song Ye's greatest wish to let the two of them no longer endure the pain of separation like this. Song Ye was brave and invited his father to kiss. Father has been in love with Princess Yan for many years, Song Ye can see that Princess Yan is not without feelings for her father, since she is a lover, she should not miss it, or it is good to be a fairy couple, Princess Yan, are you right?"

"Is there a substitute for confessing this kind of thing? That can't be discounted! Our Xiaoyan is not so cheap! If you want to ask for marriage, you can show your true feelings, and you can pick it up with red makeup, we can also consider it, otherwise we don't need to talk about it!" Before Chu Yan could speak, someone at the door first scolded her and let Song Ye stand there, neither advancing nor retreating.