Chapter 158 Poison Hair
Princess Zhaoyang seemed to be struck by lightning, unable to recover for a long time.

The elder brother... made the sister-in-law... and then... she had a nephew and a niece...

day!
Is she still dreaming?

"I have, ouch, dear, nephew?!"

Princess Zhaoyang spoke as if her mouth was burning, throwing out a few words, which made her grin her teeth.

Han Jinyan's eyes were clear and frank.

The next day.

Feng Ranhua didn't sleep well, and yawned and left the room.

"I met my sister-in-law."

A loud cry stunned Feng Ranhua, and he looked up.

The slim Princess Zhaoyang performed a standard lady's ceremony, smiling without showing her teeth, with a respectful expression.

Feng Ranhua blinked, some didn't understand the way, yesterday's little pepper, today's little cat.

Qing Ling, who had been standing at the door following Princess Zhaoyang, whispered: "Miss, the princess has changed his mind, do you have to give a meeting gift?"

Seeing Princess Zhaoyang looking at her with hope, Feng Ranhua was really waiting for the gift.

She fumbled around her body, and finally took out a little wolf knife, which was an improved version of the short knife that Feng Lao sent over yesterday.

Princess Zhaoyang's eyes lit up, and she took the exquisite short knife, with a curved blade and a wolf head carved on the handle, raised its head and hissed, and liked it more and more.

"Thank you, sister-in-law."

Feng Ranhua was not used to her enthusiasm, nodded slightly, and politely invited her to have breakfast.

Princess Zhaoyang put away the Little Wolf Knife, and followed Fengranhua to the dining room in a bouncing manner. As soon as she sat down, her small eyes wandered around, poking out her neck from time to time to look.

Finally, a pink and tender little face appeared at the door.

Princess Zhaoyang's heart trembled with excitement, she didn't know where to put her hands, and Aunt He walked closer and closer with Xiao Ling'er in her arms.

Immediately, Princess Zhaoyang stood up and took out a wooden box, "Xiao...Xiao Linger, this is a gift from my aunt."

A pair of white jade necklaces inlaid with gold, the main material is top-quality white jade, and the workmanship is complicated and exquisite.

Xiao Ling'er pouted with a sparkling pink mouth, and when she heard someone calling her, she turned her head and smiled at Princess Zhaoyang, refusing to recognize her, and stretched out her chubby little hand to grab the collar.

Having got a new toy, Xiao Linger was happy, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah.

"She...she called me aunt!!"

Princess Zhaoyang was filled with excitement.

Everyone in the room looked at each other, whether you want to tell her or not is actually a daily word for baby language.

Princess Zhaoyang saw her own nephew and niece, and they brought fire with them on the way back, and there seemed to be a fire in their hearts, burning hot.

Sha'er, who was following behind, was puzzled, why the Junzi was still screaming for beatings and killing yesterday, why did she sleep all night, in the dim light of day, she began to rummage through boxes and chests looking for meeting gifts.

There was a sister-in-law, a nephew and a niece, and there was no misery at all.

"Zhaoyang?" Aunt Que was waiting for her in the side hall. Seeing her come back happily, she thought the matter was settled, so she waved her hand.

Princess Zhaoyang retracted her foot as she was about to turn a corner, and walked in with a smile, "Aunt Que, have you had breakfast yet?"

"It's been a quarter of an hour." Aunt Que held Zhaoyang's warm little hand, "What would Jin Yan say? What would Feng say? How would the pair of children be arranged?"

Princess Zhaoyang raised her small eyes, and said nonsense seriously:

"Auntie Que, brother told me the truth. He and sister-in-law share the same mind, and he will have a baby in the future. And my brother asked Master Yixiu from Kudu Temple to calculate. Xiao Ji'er and Xiao Ling'er are very prosperous in our Han family. With the two of them here, we will ensure the success of our Han family and the succession of our descendants."

Brother, let me tell you, no one should know about this matter, otherwise my sister-in-law will run away with her cute and invincible little Ji'er and Xiao Ling'er, what should I do?

Master Yixiu of Kudu Temple counted?
Aunt Que thought hesitantly, could it be that Feng Shi is a fertile child?
A civilian guest house diagonally opposite.

The maid helped Xu Ge change the medicine, and said softly:

"Miss Xuge, after a night, there is only redness and swelling left, and you will be fine after three days of medicine."

Xu Ge who was buried on the pillow had a gloomy look on her face. The prince had never punished her, but yesterday she was dazzled by that bitch who was... really bewitched.

She and the prince had never been married normally, after all, they were no different from the outer room.

What's more, there is a pair of hybrids.

At the beginning... when the old concubine was here, she had asked her if she would like to be with the prince, and she agreed, and she had been thinking about waiting for the prince to accept her into his room.

However, fate is so indifferent, changing hands will overturn life.It seems like a big wave is hitting the head, and there are frequent changes

Xu Ge clenched his red lips, and a gloomy and cold look flashed across his eyes.

"What about the high martial arts skills? After I enter the door, the master will be the heir of the Han family. How can the prince not favor me."

The sky was dark and the wind was cold.

Yizhou, at Sanye Han's residence, in the study.

"My lord, the Princess and Aunt Que arrived at Shuixing Village. According to our secret sentinel, on the first day, the Princess and Feng had a dispute, and they used swords and guns.

Strangely, the princess recognized Feng and the pair of children on the second day. "

The guard stood before the case and reported.

Han Sanye asked suspiciously: "What about Hu Que? What's going on with her? She has always put the matter of that scorpion more than herself. Now that the stigma is flying all over the sky, how can she just sit back and watch disrespectfully?"

"It's time for Anshao to reply. Auntie Que persuaded her many times, but the prince has already made up his mind." The guard said.

Sanye Han pondered for a moment, "It seems that the clan elders and I need to go to Mercury Village."

"By the way, can our people be arranged to enter Fengwu courtyard?"

"Never before, the Feng family was extremely cautious in employing people. Even our secret whistle never got close to the pair of children. The people who took care of the children are highly skilled in martial arts." The guard.

Han Sanye failed to think about it, so he gave up and let him go out.

One day.

Little Niba rushed to the forging room: "Miss, Sister Qingling... suddenly fell ill! The illness is serious! Gu Gu, please go back and have a look."

Feng Ranhua was startled, dropped the knife and fork in his hand, jumped over the small mud, and flew away.

When she arrived, the acupoints on Qingling's forehead were filled with fine needles, and the old man held his breath to feel his pulse.

After a while, Mr. Gong said, "I've been poisoned. I've never seen this kind of poison before. From the appearance of its onset, and the pulse, it's probably an unheard-of spring poison."

Lying on the bed, Qing Ling, whose whole body was flushed, murmured unconsciously, with a delicate face, there was a faint charm overflowing from the brow bone.

Is the poison from that day at Yanhu Villa still unclear?
The wind-dyed painting is cold and the eyes are soaked in frost, and the little frame is smashed.

She took out a medicine bottle from the small broken book space, and handed it to the old man: "Qing Ling was poisoned before, and I used this antidote, just take a look."

Gong Lao took out one from the porcelain bottle, sniffed it carefully, crushed it, and after repeated several times, shook his head.

"I need to study this pill again and again. There is no other way right now. I can feed the next one first."

After Elder Gong left, Kong Ling came in wrapped in the cold wind, squatted beside the bed, felt between his foreheads, but he didn't find out the reason.

He looked at the wind dyed painting.

Fengranhua hesitated to speak, and after careful consideration, he explained the matter of Qingling traditional Chinese medicine in detail.

Kong Ling's face was livid, and his clenched fists were clenched.

"That person escaped?"

Feng Ranhua is dignified: "Escaping, she has a master by her side. The next time we meet, I will be hacked into pieces."

Kong Ling's eyes were murderous: "After being captured alive, I will carry out the execution."

(End of this chapter)

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