Proud Concubine Difficult to Train: My Palace Comes from Modern Times

---The young man stretched out his arms to hug Jun Ziyan, with a relieved smile on his immature face---

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As soon as Xing'er's words fell, Wanyan Yixi heard a sound of grinding wheels piercing her eardrums.

In the afterglow of noon, Su Xuanhan was sitting in a wheelchair in a purple brocade robe, and a man in white and black gauze hat behind him pushed into Lan Xiyuan.

I haven't seen him in nearly a month, and Su Xuanhan's complexion seems to be much more ruddy than before, but his face is still silent and serious, standing with the unseen man in white clothes and black gauze hat behind him, not only does not hinder the appearance , but there is an indescribable harmony.

Wanyan Yixi looked at the two of them, her throat suddenly choked up, she was about to say something, but Su Xuanhan in front of her had already spoken beforehand.

"Please trouble Aunt Xi to send Junziyan out, please tell Uncle Che that Junziyan belongs to Yu Xuanfeng now, and I, Suxuanhan, should be responsible for life or death, and Xuanhan promises that Junziyan will be safe and sound." wake up."

Qin Zheng's voice came from the bright red lips, revealing an unquestionable domineering, except for the slightly childish sound in the voice, the momentum did not show signs of being ten years old at all, if it wasn't for his appearance being too childish, but if anyone People will be shocked by his aura.

"Ah—" Wanyan Yixi was stunned for a moment, and Xing'er covered her mouth, looking at the ten-year-old boy sitting in a wooden wheelchair in disbelief.

Suddenly, there was a sound of broken porcelain in the room, and Jun Ziyan's shrill voice pierced his ears.

Wanyan Yixi's face changed drastically immediately, she patted the door of the pavilion and called out: "Brother, stop, Xuan Han is here, let him try, brother—"

Su Xuan, who was in a wooden wheelchair, raised his eyebrows lightly, his starry eyes flashed brightly, and his bright red lips parted slightly: "Uncle Zun, please help my nephew."

As soon as the words fell, Wanyan Yixi felt a burst of pink fragrance wafting through her nose, as if someone walked by her side, the door was pushed open, everything happened in a flash.

In the room, Wanyan Che's handsome appearance changed, and before he saw who was coming, he realized that his arms were empty.

I saw the man in white clothes and black veil and bamboo hat hugged the struggling Jun Ziyan in his arms, his eagle eyes flashed fiercely in an instant, and the next moment a fierce palm wind hit him.

The opponent's pace was like a shadow, and he only defended Wanyan Che, not attacking him, which only made him unable to touch the sleeves of Junziyan.

With just a few moves, Wanyan Che already felt threatened, the other party's martial arts were far superior to him, his handsome face was as sharp as a knife, and he shouted: "Who the hell are you? Why did you take my wife away!"

The white clothes and black gauze bamboo hat turned a deaf ear to Wanyan Che's question, and picked up Jun Ziyan, who was still struggling in his arms, to listen to his pulse.

The smell of the cold medicine on the ground continued to enter his nostrils. The man raised his eyes slightly, and his voice was as cold as jade: "What did you feed her?"

Immediately, Wanyan Che's body froze, this voice - how could it be so similar!

"Who are you?" Wanyan Che asked again.

"Answer my question first!" the white-clothed black gauze bamboo hat asked coldly.

"It's a kind of seaweed that grows in the deep sea of ​​Haiming Kingdom, it's called 'Mindless Grass'." Wanyan Che replied in a serious manner.

As soon as the words fell, Jun Ziyan felt a warm current pouring into his back, instantly causing the pain in his heart, and a more violent force surged, and all the medicine in his stomach was spit out immediately: "Porf—— "

"Yan'er—let her go." Seeing this, Wanyan Che's expression changed drastically, and the strong wind hit her again.

A faint fragrance of peach blossoms passed by, and the man walked out of the pavilion holding the gentleman who was unconscious again.

Outside, Wanyan Yixi smelled the cold fragrance of peach blossoms again, and then felt the cold wind blowing by her side, and instantly found that there were more men in white clothes and black gauze bamboo hats beside Su Xuanhan, and moreover, there were more men in his arms. A gentleman in a coma said.

Su Xuanhan turned his head sideways, looked at Junziyan who was even paler under the scorching light, his starry eyes flashed with worry, then suddenly nodded to Wanyan Yixi, who was stunned and stunned, and said: "Aunt Xi, there are still many things to do in the house." Xuan Han will deal with it, it is inconvenient to wait for a long time, so I will leave."

The sound of grinding the wheel resumed, and the three people in front of them had already stepped out of Lanxi Garden.

"Eh? Xuan Han, you—" Wanyan Yixi and Xing'er blinked, feeling bewildered for a while.

Suddenly, Miss Sun hurried into the room as if thinking of something, and said, "Brother!"

I saw in the pavilion, the general's majestic figure like a mountain is showing off his palm-like posture, his body is tilted 45 degrees, his face is livid, his forehead is protruding, and he is pinned down by someone's acupuncture point with an aggrieved face.

Suddenly, Wanyan Yixi was stunned for a moment, her expression went from being uncontrollable to laughing at the end, Xing'er covered her ears, it could be seen that Miss Sun's laughter was even more terrifying than the singing of cicadas.

The poor general wanted to rush out of the acupoints and give that stinky girl a good beating. How can a younger sister laugh heartlessly when she sees her brother being acupointed and unable to relieve the acupoints? It's really annoying!

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Su Wang Mansion

Mo Ling Pavilion

The luxurious and luxurious bedroom is elegant and noble, surrounded by spruce wood screens, and a hundred-hole stove is placed on the low table, and benzoin smokes from the hundred holes, creating a suffocating and calm atmosphere.

Liuyun Brocade collapsed, Jun Ziyan finally woke up quietly, frowned and moaned softly, her spring eyes were foggy, and she felt as if she had slept for a long time.

The clouds and veils above her head caught her eyes, giving her the illusion of being in another world.

Gu Pan, Jun Ziyan opened his eyes and froze when he turned his head sideways.

Beside the bed, a young man in a brocade robe sat on a wooden wheelchair. At this moment, he was tilting his head and closing his eyes, breathing evenly and slowly, as if he was in a deep sleep.

Jun Ziyan propped up his weak body, stretched out his hand to rub his eyes, he couldn't believe it.

However, no matter how many times she rubbed her eyes, the boy in front of her was still there, this time was not a dream.

The wind hit the house through the window panes. On the wooden wheelchair, the young man's hair fluttered slightly, and his body shrank slightly, as if he felt cold.

Suddenly, there seemed to be countless warm currents gliding through my heart, Jun Ziyan looked out the window at the full moon in the sky, it was already three o'clock!

Looking at his sleepy childish face, Jun Ziyan's heart ached, his eyes became hot, how long has this little old man stayed here?

Lifting the quilt and getting up, Jun Ziyan was about to hug the boy to sleep on the bed, but just a slight movement had already startled him.

Su Xuan's starry eyes suddenly opened, and Jun Ziyan's pale face with a slight smile came into the bottom of his eyes, and he couldn't feel at ease immediately.

Looking sideways at the bright moon hanging high above the window lattice, it was already the third watch. Uncle Zun was right, she really woke up at the third watch.

Turning to look at her, he asked, "Are you hungry?" The faint words were spoken, showing concern.

Jun Ziyan shook his head lightly, hugged Su Xuanhan into his arms, his eyes were flushed, and asked with a smile, "Is it my fault?"

Hearing this, the young man was startled for a while, but didn't answer, he just let her hug him, staring sideways at the bright moon outside the window in a daze.

It was silent for a while.

After a long time, the voice of the young Qin Zheng raised his voice, seemingly relieved: "Believe me, for us, father will not let himself die, if you don't believe me, let's make a bet, if I win, you have to marry father, you, dare you? "

Junzi Yanquan's eyes trembled slightly, he held his breath in disbelief, tears welled up in his eyes, dripping and splashing on the young boy's immature face.

After a long time, the gentleman replied with a smile, "Dare."

At this moment, she only felt that the young man's thin shoulders were so calm and thick, which made her restless heart return to its place.

The young man stretched out his arms to hug Jun Ziyan, with a relieved smile on his immature face.

Father, for us, you must not die.

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You're done, and I will send it to you in the fourth update (eight thousand words). Where is everyone's encouragement~~~Hoo~~~