Poisonous Peasant ‘Concubine’

"Okay, okay, I'll do it."

"Compared, is it that the young master is still afraid that you will fail?"

"Yes, like climbing a tree?"

They are all boys, and they are all naughty. Yan Xiaoqing's proposal quickly won the support of everyone. Naturally, it is impossible for the little buns to ignore everyone's nature. They all ignore the safety issue and join in with great interest. During the competition, Yan Xiaoming saw this scene not far away and did not stop it. It was rare that everyone had a good time.

"Second brother and second sister-in-law, this is the so-called remedies. You can take a look at it after you go down. These two are the medicines you and sister-in-law take. If sister-in-law doesn't mind, you can also take a few more decoctions for the second brother's concubine. The roommates drink, remember not to eat cold things on weekdays, use hot water to soak your feet more, and the second sister-in-law, if you don’t mind the trouble, it is best to suggest to the sister-in-law, buy a few cows to raise, and drink a cup every morning and evening Warm fresh milk is very good for the body of adults and children."

After writing five full sheets of rice paper, Ling Jingxuan handed them to them as he spoke. As a doctor, he could only prescribe a prescription. As for how to maintain it, it was up to them.

"Cow?"

The couple who took the rice paper were puzzled at the same time. They knew that milk could be drunk. The question is, is it really that good? This time, before Ling Jingxuan could speak, Yan Shengrui said, "The cows can be raised. Our family all drink milk in the morning. The children are all in good shape. Look at my little dumpling, isn't he in good health?"

While speaking, Yan Shengrui also held up the child to show them off, and the image of the meat dumpling instantly won the trust of Zeng Shaoming and his wife.

"Well, we'll remember, after I go down I'll--

"The princess is not good, is it bad?"

Before Zeng Shaoming could finish talking, Song Shuiling, who was driven outside, suddenly stumbled in and the four of them looked a little displeased. He rushed towards Ling Jingxuan with a face full of panic. He didn't even care about the distinction between master and servant. He pulled and choked and said, "It's not good, princess, something happened, young master?? They..."

"What did you say?!"

When he heard that it was the little buns, Ling Jingxuan couldn't care about it anymore, he rushed out with a loud roar, and Yan Shengrui, who was holding the child, chased after him without thinking. , At the same time, not only them, but also the people watching the play on the other side rushed to the place where the children played under the notification of their respective servants.

Chapter 361 - Happy Birthday (11) - Birthday Banquet Sees Blood (1)

"Uuuuuu..."

"Whoa whoa whoa."

A lot of people gathered on the snow outside the yard. The children's cries and whimpers kept coming from the inside. Ling Jingxuan, who ran out of the yard, felt a little nervous. He pushed away the people who were in front of him, and squeezed into the crowd abruptly. , When a blood red fell into his sight, Ling Jingxuan only felt that his body was unstable, no, no, it would not be his little buns, absolutely not.

On the snow, a small body twitched and lay on the ground. The snow beneath him was dyed red with blood. Because the child's clothes and hair were scattered, he couldn't see his appearance at all. Ling Jingxuan was too flustered, and he didn't know what to do. Didn't notice that what the kid was wearing wasn't their little bun, until? ?

"Daddy!"

The cries of the little buns suddenly sounded, and then, a few crying children hugged his legs and waist, Ling Jingxuan calmed down, squatted down and hugged all the little buns into his arms, Only at this moment did he know how much the little buns held in his heart, and the hand holding them couldn't help shaking.

"Dad?? Daddy?? Can you save Xiaoqing? Daddy??"

Pushing him away a little, the big bun pointed at the child who was twitching in pain on the snow and cried loudly, and the little bun was crying too, "Daddy?? Xiaoqing is in pain, can you help him?"

"Father?"

"Uncle Ling-

It was the first time that the four steamed buns cried so disregarding their image. Although Yan Xiaoming didn't cry, his eyes were a little red. Ling Jingxuan's eyes were full of wind and heartache. He followed the direction of their fingers and looked at the lying snow. The child on the ground, a bloody opening directly across his stomach, his intestines fell out, the two servants next to him were so frightened that they slumped to the ground, and the rest of the servants were all hugging their little masters who were crying, and Danfeng's eyes couldn't help but look up. Looking at the straight tree stumps about two meters away from the ground, the front ends of the thick branches are red and bright. It is obvious that the child fell from a height and was cut by several thick and sharp front ends. Is it a simple accident or man-made? How could such a sturdy branch suddenly break? Moreover, Yiyi pierced the child's stomach well, and intuitively told him that this matter was probably not simple.

"How come back to Xiaoqing? Xiaoqing?"

The crowd suddenly gave way, and the Zeng Hou couple and the old emperor rushed over with everyone. The moment they saw the child, the old but still strong old emperor swayed and rushed over without thinking. , Ling Jingxuan only felt his hand tighten, the big bun unconsciously tugged him, but his eyes were looking at the child, and his eyes couldn't help but get darker.

"Don't touch him."

Before the old emperor picked up the child, Ling Jingxuan let out a loud roar, ignoring the old emperor's stern voice for a moment: "If you want him to die, just touch him."

After he finished speaking, regardless of what others thought, Ling Jingxuan patted the children's heads, gave them a soothing look, stood up and said to Yan Shengrui, "Take care of the children."

"Well, if you can save it, you can save it."

Yan Shengrui nodded, his meaning was already obvious, if you can't save it, don't be reluctant, no

In the end, it is possible that it is not a person inside or outside "um"

He took off his fur cloak, and when Ling Jingxuan turned around, Yan Xiaoming grabbed the hem of his clothes, knowing that he had something to say, but Ling Jingxuan didn't give him a chance to speak: "It's important to save people."

The most important thing for them now is to determine whether the child is saved first, and the rest can be discussed later. After understanding what he meant, Yan Xiaoming let go of his clothes, and after Ling Jingxuan left, he raised his head and said to Yan Shengrui, "Nine Emperors. Uncle, this is not a simple matter, can you ask Uncle Huang to block Weiyuan Hou's mansion?"

Although he is the seventh prince, he is still a child after all. Under such circumstances, I am afraid that the uncle, who has always been used to giving orders, will not pay attention to him. The words of the nine emperors are different.

"Do as you say, Xiao Qi, show your courage. Uncle Huang is not as terrifying as you think. You have to learn to give orders."

Yan Shengrui's face was like water, he held the children in both hands to comfort them as much as possible, and followed Ling Jingxuan all the way. The bad little bookboys, Yan Yi, Yan Shan, and Yan Si have come out of the shadows at some point, and they are guarding all around them in silence like a mountain.

"Yes"

Yan Xiaoming clasped his fists and cupped his hands, holding the ninth prince and the tenth prince towards Zeng Waiting and others. On the other side, Ling Jingxuan squatted down and grabbed the child's hand to test his pulse and heartbeat, and then checked other conditions such as whether the bones were broken. In his ear, he said softly: "Don't be afraid, I'm Xiaowen's father, according to my seniority, you should call me Aunt Jiuhuang, Aunt Jiuhuang is very good at medicine, don't worry, I will save you, now Can you tell me, can you hear my voice clearly?"

The scene was so noisy that no one could hear what Ling Jingxuan was saying. The child lost too much blood and was already numb from the pain, but he could still hear his voice vaguely. But he couldn't hear clearly, Ling Jingxuan's dark eyes swept towards the onlookers.

"Just be quiet for me!"

As soon as the roar came out, not only the adults who were chatting non-stop, but even the crying children stopped, Ling Jingxuan swept his eyes coldly, and said in a condensed voice: "Whoever wants to make a little more noise, this concubine will cut his body. Tongue!"

After he finished speaking, regardless of whether they would listen or not, Ling Jingxuan took out the silver needle he carried with him, tore off the child's clothes and stabbed a few needles on him to temporarily stop the bleeding and relieve the pain. With every movement of his, in their consciousness, Ling Jingxuan was simply wasting his efforts, his intestines had fallen out, how could he still be saved? No one noticed the happiness and viciousness that flashed in Ling Qiang's eyes, who was standing at the front. Everyone knew that the old emperor loved Xiao Qing the most. When Xiao Qing died, the prince and the prince who played with him. Don't think about it, especially the eldest among them, Yan Xiaoming, the seventh prince in charge of leading them.

After doing the simple work, Ling Jingxuan did not move him hastily. The low temperature in the snow can slow down the flow of blood, and moving him rashly will only make him die faster. He touched his body gently with his hands stained with a little blood. Head: "Good boy, Aunt Jiuhuang has helped you relieve the pain, isn't it better?"