Changing the beauty of the demon concubine

Chapter 78

Every day after dinner, Wei Haoran, who came back from the palace, would enjoy tea with Yan Linjing and discuss medical techniques together, while his wife Liu Feifei would refill the tea for them with a smile.The little Weizhen is getting more and more cute and delicate, the little Weiqing can already speak indistinctly, and the little Junyu is smarter and more sensible than children of the same age.In the gazebo, the adults chatted happily, and in the garden, the little Junyu and the little Weizhen played together with little Weiqing, envious of others.

Gradually growing up, Weizhen became more and more beautiful and charming, and she had the excellent bloodlines of Wei Haoran and Liu Fei, while Weiqing was plain-looking. For this reason, Xiao Weiqing always hid behind her sister shyly.The family always felt that the youngest daughter was timid and not outstanding, but only Jun Yu knew that Qing'er had a deep inferiority complex.She always hides and cries alone, muttering, "No one likes Qing'er...no one likes Qing'er..."

Once, Jun Kui secretly pulled Qing'er aside, held her small face in his hands, and said to her solemnly, "Qing'er, Brother Qi likes you."

That time, she finally smiled through tears.Because finally someone loves her.

That year, Yan Junzheng was ten years old and Weiqing was seven years old.

Unexpectedly, Yan Junkui, who was only ten years old, ran to his father Yan Linjing the next day and told him that he would marry Qinger as his wife when he grew up.His father asked him, why did he marry Qing'er instead of Zhen'er?
Jun Kuo said, I told Qing'er that I like her, and I like her heart rather than her appearance.

The father didn't ask any more questions, and made a marriage agreement with the Wei family couple.

However, the good times didn’t last long. In the twelfth year of Jun’s life, his father Yan Linjing tried all kinds of herbs, but in the end, because of the toxicity of the herbs, they both produced and restrained each other, and finally he was poisoned by an unsolvable poison, and he vomited blood and died.

Jun Kuo cried until he was silent, and ran away from home the next day.Leaving a letter, the letter said that he didn't understand until his father died, and he didn't really grow up. He couldn't protect his family without a blade of grass, so he had to become strong.He wants to inherit his father's business and continue his father's research.Leaving is only temporary, he will remember his marriage contract with Weiqing, and when he finishes his studies, he will return to marry Qinger.

The 12-year-old Jun Kuo brought a medical book left by his father and never heard from him again.

A few years later, the extremely talented Jun Yan returned from his studies and returned to Wei Mansion again, but the building was empty.

There is no one in the defeated Wei Mansion, and there is a seal with black letters on a white background at the door.Only after asking the neighbors did they know that the Wei family suffered a catastrophe, Wei Haoran was executed by the emperor, and the two sisters of the Wei family were also implicated and entered the palace as servants.

In order to find the two sisters of the Wei family, for the original marriage, and for the kindness of the past, Jun Yu still decided to give up his freedom and enter the palace to become a doctor.

It's only been one day since I didn't want to enter the palace, but I ran into Wei Qing by chance at the pond in the imperial garden.

However, at that moment, she was already the concubine Qing.

Concubine, the emperor's concubine.

Everything has changed.

She doesn't remember him anymore.

She would no longer call him Brother Qi.

She has only one him in her heart.And, that him, his name is Mo Yan.

He could only recite a poem and came on the wind of May.

Shuangyan after Shuangyan, Shuangfei is enviable...

It seems that she is not her anymore.

Forget about her childhood sweetheart, and her elder brother who held her little face and said he liked her.

However, he is still him.

I can't forget my childhood sweetheart, I can't forget that her little hands wrinkled his skirt but refused to let go.

(End of this chapter)