Chapter 57: Daughter Xiao's father
Yan squeaked angrily and worriedly.
She said fiercely: "Daddy, you are not feeling well, you have to talk to Squeak, you can't hide it!" ”
The little claw swung the silver needle vigorously.
She thought to herself, she is so serious and fierce, Daddy won't do it again next time, right?
A hand reached over and grabbed her bulging cheeks.
"Really."
"Huh?"
Yan squeaked his head and looked at him confusedly, "What is really fake?" ”
"It's not a dream."
Yan squeaked and blinked, she understood, Daddy thought it was a dream to be pierced, so it would be better to prick it a few more times.
She carefully selected the acupoints, and her movements seemed to be fierce, but in the end, she slowly rotated the silver needle into the acupoints.
The emperor's somewhat painful brain suddenly cleared up a lot.
He immediately withdrew his hand, moved the somewhat heavy little divine doctor to the side of the bed, and sat up by himself.
"Why doesn't anyone light the lights?"
"Daddy, you forgot, you made the lights go out."
Yan squeaked at him suspiciously, "Are you sleeping?" ”
Yan Xiaofeng thought of those two dreams.
He suddenly and desperately wanted to know if he had a past life.
lost his mother, lost his eldest brother and sister, although he succeeded the prince, and the children of his brothers and sisters were also there, but he ...... His eyes fell on Yan's squeaky little face.
"How can I get your master out of the valley?"
"Ah," Yan squeaked and scratched his hair, "Well, if there is a very strange disease, Master should be out of the valley, he is a medical idiot." ”
Yan Xiaofeng had an idea.
However, before he could act, he needed to contact the Dark Guard Black Blade that had been sent out.
"I'm fine, you can go to the doctor."
After making up his mind, Yan Xiaofeng was more relaxed.
Dreaming of your mother may be an omen. His mother may want to tell him that he doesn't need to pretend to be strong in front of his family and pay too much attention to face.
He shouldn't have run away.
Yes or no, it certainly doesn't affect the final result.
Thinking of this, he was in a good mood and pinched Yan Squeak, who was full of ignorance, "Remember to come back in time at night, the Shangshi Bureau will cook a few new dishes." ”
"Okay, okay!"
Yan Squeak is not ignorant, she is looking forward to it.
Turning his head, Yan Xiaofeng received a stack of letters sent back by the Black Blade.
The letter recorded in detail the various events of Doctor Yan and Doctor Yan after he accepted Yan Squeak as a disciple, as well as his recent every move.
"I've been in retreat, but the servants in the valley are sending messages from time to time?"
Yan Xiaofeng thought more and more that this divine doctor's behavior had been premeditated.
He bought land in the capital and neighboring state capitals, planted wheat seeds brought by his daughter, and soon planted corn, and even experimented with papermaking in advance.
Yan Squeak didn't know that Master and Daddy were engaged in an invisible confrontation.
She happily practiced medicine, went back to the palace to have a big meal, turned her head to the Cold Food Festival, when Yan Xiaofeng took some of the children of the clan to the imperial tomb, she and Yan Ruyue held a flower viewing banquet in Qionghua Garden, and invited the nobles in Beijing to participate.
This is Yan Squeak's first appearance in public after being named the eldest princess, and the significance is not trivial.
No matter how much those people laughed at the folk princess practicing medicine in the market, they were very face-saving to attend.
Dinner.
A group of noble ladies munched on those delicate but cold foods, and from time to time they peeked at the two people sitting in the main seat.
The younger one wore a bamboo-blue skirt embroidered with melons that had only been introduced from neighboring countries in recent years, and the older one was dressed in red and dressed as bright and flamboyant as herself.
At this moment, the little princess is eating, and the county lord is smiling and feeding, not caring about the group of nobles below.
Wang Nanshuang and Yang Lianxue sat opposite each other across the long open space.
Seeing that the county lord was so kind to this cousin, he almost gritted his teeth.
Her provocation that day was useless? Or does this little princess have a knack for deceiving people?
She thought of what her father and brother had said before she left the house.
The father's and brother's attitude towards this little princess is that if they can fool and woo, then they will be friends. If not, let the little princess do a few things out of the ordinary.
She vaguely understood that her father and brother seemed to be planning to destroy the image of the royal family, and furthermore, her father and brother seemed to be particularly dissatisfied with the current saint. If a daughter does something wrong, it can naturally be counted as a father.
But why?
Wang Nanshuang really couldn't understand it with her personal intelligence, and she didn't understand why her father and brother wanted to fight against her uncle Wang Yuansi.
She clearly remembered her uncle Wang Yuansi's attitude of waiting to see what happened. But my father and brother have always been ready to move.
I couldn't figure it out, but she didn't interrupt to refute her father and brother. You must know that after the separation, their vein became a side branch, and in the capital, her status was not comparable to that of her uncle Wang Yuansi's daughters. Only when her father and brother are capable, she has status.
Thinking of this, Wang Nanshuang smiled and groaned, "Her Royal Highness the princess, the county lord, such a spring scene, it's a pity to just eat, why don't you get a colorful head, let's chant poetry against each other?" ”
Immediately, a noble lady echoed it.
They are not here to eat, they are here to test the little princess, and at the same time they want to make a name for themselves.
The name of a talented woman can not only increase her own value, but also flaunt her style and increase the bargaining chips of her father and brother. Most of the noble ladies sitting here at the moment have a lot of hearts.
Yan squeaked happily: "? ”
She turned her head and whispered to Yan Ruyue, "Is there something wrong with their brains?" Do you have to find something to do for yourself? ”
Yan Ruyue also whispered: "They have always been like this, so I rarely play with them, and they don't like me and don't want to play with me." ”
"Not playing with you?"
Yan squeaked and slapped the table angrily.
When she followed Master to the village for medical treatment, the children in the village excluded her and did not take her to play. At that time, she was so uncomfortable that she hid in the corner and shed tears. Fortunately, she still has Maomao's little friend.
Thinking of this, Yan squeaked his face and glanced around seriously.
She deliberately imitated the appearance of the emperor, and even raised her eyebrows.
The ladies below were startled.
People who like Yan Squeak think she is so cute, but people who have ghosts in their hearts see her like this, and they think that this princess is young and precocious, and they can see through their minds.
Only Yan Ruyue, her eyes seemed to be full of love, her two hands were gathered together, and she put them in her heart, as if she was holding a careful heart to look at Yan Squeak.
Ahh
The serious little divine doctor imitated his father's majestic expression, patted the table lightly, and squeezed out an expression that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, "Poetry? ”
She didn't really know what it meant to be a poet.
"You are taking the place of God...... Does this princess make a decision? ”
When Yan Xiaofeng returned to Beijing with a great victory, he deliberately sat on a horse wearing armor to win the hearts of the people. Wang Nanshuang had seen him from afar.
It was from that time that the fame of the jade-faced Shura spread.
At this moment, she actually saw the figure of the emperor from a four or five-year-old child, and her face turned white.
"The women don't dare."
"Humph!"
Yan squeaked his fleshy face, and snorted lightly, "Since you don't want to eat, then cook." ”
The ladies suspected that they had misheard.
Yan squeaked around and found that there were flowers everywhere, and decided, "With flowers as ingredients, you make some pastries, whoever does it well, who does it well, who does it for this princess, and tells fortunes." ”
Soon, a maid brought tables and utensils over.
"The princess commands," said the palace maid Fleur, who is the leader, said with a smile, "and please pick the flowers yourself." ”
The faces of the ladies were black and white.
Let them make pastries in front of so many people, even let them pick their own flowers.
"You have to figure it out." When Wang Nanshuang and Yang Lianxue passed by, she gritted her teeth and urged.
Yang Lianxue stroked the handkerchief and smiled meaningfully.
The fire is forbidden during the Cold Food Festival, even if it is to make pastries, it is inevitable that the pastries need to be steamed. The little princess has finally made a mistake.