Concubine Allure: Pick up a prince and grab the country

Chapter 5: Chapter 8

Yan Jiujiu withdrew his hand unceremoniously, supported his head, pretended to be in pain and took a few steps back.

With this retreat, Ji Wenshuang happened to see Yan Jinxiu who had fainted on the ground outside the coffin.

Ji Wenshuang's complexion changed suddenly, and she couldn't care about anything else. She rushed to Yan Jinxiu's side and shouted several times, "Doctor! Doctor! Xiu'er, what's wrong with you?"

Only then did Yan Aoxiong catch a glimpse of the other daughters fainting on the ground, his face changed drastically in shock, he strode to the side of the coffin, picked up one of the daughters, and found that they just fainted from fright, he was slightly relieved tone.

"Someone is here! Send the ladies back to their rooms."

Yan Jiujiu lowered his eyes, thinking that these people are the younger sisters of this body, why are they so unafraid!
Ji Wenshuang no longer wanted to fight, and hurriedly prepared to take Yan Jinxiu back to the room with the doctor.

"Master, I'll take Xiu'er back first."

Yan Aoxiong kept a cold face, he didn't even look at her, he waved his hand, not wanting to say anything more.

Ji Wenshuang's eyes darkened, obviously, Yan Aoxiong had already questioned Yan Qingcheng's death.

When she missed Yan Muyang's side, she took a meaningful look at her son in the wheelchair.

Yan Muyang looked away lightly.

Ji Wenshuang had no choice but to leave first.

"Qingcheng, you just woke up and your physical condition is unknown. Father will send you back to your room first, and order the doctor to check it carefully for you." He happened to be changing defenses outside the Imperial Capital, and when he suddenly received the news of his eldest daughter's death, he rushed to the hospital without stopping. rushed back.

Previously, Tianjizi asserted that Qingcheng was absolutely dead, so he didn't believe that Qingcheng was dead, but with Wenshuang's method, since he sent someone to spread the news of Qingcheng's death, it must be confirmed that he was dead. Resurrection, does all this justify the assertion of this woman's extraordinary life?

doctor? !Yan Jiujiu hastily stopped him and said, "Father, my daughter feels very good. She doesn't need a doctor for the time being. She just wants to rest quietly." Now she must figure out her situation and identity. Before that, it is really not suitable to contact her. Anyone who can know the bottom line.

Yan Aoxiong frowned, "How can this be done!"

Yan Muyang glanced at Yan Qingcheng strangely, and suddenly said: "Father, you must be tired after rushing back, why don't you go back to your room to rest first, I will send Qingcheng back by myself, and I will send someone to call for a doctor."

Yan Aoxiong thought for a while, although his eldest son was born by Wenshuang, but his temperament is very different from his mother, he is docile and easy-going, he is one of the few people in the mansion who will treat Qingcheng kindly.

Moreover, he plans to stay in the Imperial Capital for a while when he comes back this time, and he plans to settle the matter in the city for a long time to come.

So he nodded and said, "Alright."

As he spoke, he turned his head and glanced at Yan Qingcheng, then his eyes fell on the child who had been hiding in Yan Qingcheng's arms, and the brows were furrowed again. "You go back to rest with your elder brother first, and dad will come to see you later."

Yan Jiujiu nodded, watching the background of Yan Aoxiong leaving quickly, he was slightly relieved in his heart.

He lowered his head and glanced at the little monster, gritted his teeth and said in a low voice, "I'll deal with you later."

The little evildoer raised his eyebrows lightly, nestled in Yan Jiujiu's arms arrogantly and quietly.

Yan Muyang quietly looked at Yan Qingcheng who had come back from the dead before him, and suddenly felt something was different.

When Yan Jiujiu saw Yan Muyang's red-like eyes probing over, he smiled in a warm and treacherous way.

"Brother Mu Yang, I push you."

Hearing this, Yan Muyang's face turned slightly cold, his expression was indifferent, and he spoke with a bit of yin and yang, "You'd better hold your son well." After finishing speaking, he turned his wheels and left first.

(End of this chapter)