The most fierce genius baby

Chapter 2

Lan Changge pushed away Xiaofeng's arm, propped herself up and walked quickly to Hua Xianyue's side, she stretched out her plain hand, and she snatched the child away.

Hua Xianyue's face was astonished, her face turned from red to white, she looked at Duhu Jie pitifully, that Duhu Jie was sitting high on the dragon chair, his cold and fierce eyes shot out cold and sinister, as ruthless as Satan.

Turning around, he floated to Lan Changge's side as fast as lightning, pinched Lan Changge's neck with his big hands, and his deep voice was like the cool history of hell.

"You are so brave, you dare to come to Fengge."

Lan Changge, with a plain face and pale as a ghost, struggled desperately in his palm, cursing through gnashing of teeth.

"You two are bandits, robbers, even if I die, I, Lan Changge, will not let you get what you want. Even if I die, I will take my child with me. Let you two arrogant ghosts dream."

After Lan Changge finished speaking, one hand quickly grasped the little baby's neck. Lan Changge would never be able to do that slender and smooth jade neck, but she was betting that Duhu Jie wanted to Want her to die?Or do you want his son dead?

Duhu Jie never imagined that this woman would not let her son go, and she was so courageous, her glazed eyes were full of stubbornness and hatred.

Thinking that her son is in this woman's hands, as long as he exerts a little force, he may lose his son to Duhu Jie, but don't think that he will let her go. Today, if she dares to commit a crime, there is only one word, death.

Hua Xianyue on the high platform saw the little prince in the Lanchang singer, she was so frightened that she turned pale with fright, and finally got a son. If she died, she would have to find another woman for her husband. sound stop.

"My lord, don't do it."

Duhu Jie glanced at the weak and beautiful Hua Xianyue, let go of his big hand, and slapped Lan Changge with his backhand. The death penalty is inevitable, but the living crime is hard to forgive. With such disrespectful words, he dared to threaten the king with the life of the little prince .

Lan Changge was slapped by Duhu Jie's slap, her eyes burst into flames, she was already weak, and fell to the ground suddenly, bloodshot from the corner of her mouth, that paper-white face was particularly frightening, at this moment she opened her eyes wide open. A pair of eyes that made Duhu Jie want to eat looked at the man who beat her.

Duhu Jie never imagined that this woman would be so rebellious, and there was a bright light in those hateful eyes, and she lowered her head to look at her son in her arms.

At this moment, the child was peacefully neither crying nor fussing, as if he knew it was his mother.

Lan Changge lowered his head to look at the baby in his arms, and he looked at her with a pair of watery eyes, those eyes were so familiar, warm as jade, and there was a slight smile on the corner of his lips.

He and Qingchen look alike, even their smiles are the same, who is he?
Lan Changge couldn't help but softly said: "Qingchen, mother can call you Qingchen? Are you really Qingchen? If so, give mother a smile and let mother know that you are Qingchen."

The little baby in his arms, Lan Qingchen, immediately showed off his face and gave Changge a smile. The loud laughter passed through the Fengge, and Duhu Jie looked surprised. Is this his son?He was only three days old and smiled so crisply and melodiously. Could it be that he is a god, and he likes his own mother, but doesn't like him and Lan Xianyue.

Duhu Jie realized this, and felt annoyed in his heart, but he saw the mother and son smiling as if no one was watching, and his concubine Lan Xianyue's face at the moment was covered with the brilliance of motherhood.

She is a little different. She used to only know that she was afraid of him, but now she is so disobedient for her son. Is it bold or something else?

Lan Changge was so happy that she wanted to scream, because no one understood her state of mind at the moment, and she didn't even care about the prince beating her, because she was sure that this child was her younger brother Qingchen who died at the same time as her. Qingchen really came to accompany her, thinking of this she was full of strength.

"Qingchen, good boy, let's go back," Lan Changge picked up Qingchen and stood up, ignoring the man beside him, walking past him, Hua Xianyue on the high platform yelled unwillingly.

"My lord, look..."

Duhu Jie stretched out his hand to touch Lan Changge's acupuncture points immediately, and the light dust in her hand fell down.

Duhu Jie took his son, turned around and yelled: "Jianying, put this bitch in a cell immediately."

A cold figure walked in outside the palace gate, he was the prince's personal bodyguard, Jian Ying, strong in martial arts, and indifferent personality, he stretched out his hand to pick up the unconscious Lan Changge and walked out of the palace, Xiaofeng trembled and followed Jian Ying She walked back to the dungeon, she was going to take care of his wife, if the wife who had just given birth couldn't bear the cold air of the dungeon and got sick, she should go and take care of her.

In the empty hall, Qingchen's howling sounded, and Duhujie hugged his son into Hua Xianyue's arms, but it was a pity that Qingchen didn't buy into her at all, and kept crying, in fact, he was cursing angrily Duhu Jie.

You bastard dare to bully my sister, that is my sister, but the sound of his shouting turned into a baby crying, Qingchen thought that he could not save his sister and let her suffer alone, so from now on he will go on a hunger strike, Yes, on a hunger strike, unless this bullshit prince lets his sister go.

Three days later, Lan Changge left the dungeon of the palace for no other reason. The little prince even went on a hunger strike to protest after leaving his mother.

When Lan Changge came out of the dungeon, she was a half-dead person. She was in poor health after giving birth, but now she was locked in a damp and dark dungeon. She finally fell ill. Duhu Jie ordered the imperial doctor to treat her, and finally She escaped without any danger, if it wasn't for her son not eating or drinking, it is impossible for Duhu Jie to let her go, even if he died, he would not even frown.

Illness comes like a mountain down, sickness goes like a thread.

Lan Changge was tortured by this ordeal until his face was only the size of a palm, and his body was as thin as catkins in the wind, which could be blown down by a gust of wind.

Fortunately, Duhu Jie gave the order to let the nanny hold Qingchen to accompany her for a while every day, and her complexion finally improved a lot.

And Qingchen, now called Duhu Qingchen, because Duhu Jie gave him many names, he kept crying, and finally had to compromise with his own son, named Duhu Qingchen.

Ever since Qingchen saw Changge come out of the dungeon, he began to eat milk again, which made it impossible for Duhu Jie to rest Lan Changge in a short time.

Changge recuperates in the Lanxiangyuan with peace of mind, she will definitely take her son and escape, this is not the place for her and Qingchen to stay.

Among them, Hua Xianyue came to see her once, and rewarded her with some gifts, and Lan Changge rewarded all those things to the girl of Lanxiangyuan.

Duhu Jie never came to see it once. Since Lan Changge gave birth to the little prince, he never came to Lanxiangyuan again, and maybe he would never come again. This is exactly what Lan Changge hoped.

Half a month later, Lan Changge's body was finally fine. She walked out of the Lanxiangyuan with Qingchen and walked around. It was obvious that she was walking in the palace, but in fact she wanted to find out the location of the palace. Where are the loopholes?It was easy to escape in the future, but after walking around for a long time, she didn't find any space to use. Instead, she found a dog hole at the bottom of the wall in the backyard of the palace, but she didn't think she could get out of that dog hole.

Tired from running, Lan Changge sat down on a stone bench by the ivy-covered wall to rest. Looking up, he was surprised. There was a small swing in the front garden.

Lan Changge had a dream since she was a child, hoping to have such a small swing for herself. A girl's dream is always romantic. Unfortunately, in the twentieth century, she never had time to do that kind of thing.

"Qingchen, how about we go on the swing?"

Duhu Qingchen nodded with a smile. He is only one month old, and he can already express his thoughts clearly. Although he can't speak yet, Changge knows what he means. Being a sibling for more than ten years is not a lie .

Lan Changge walked to the swing with Qingchen in his arms, and sat on it.

The nanny looked at the madam worriedly, the young prince was born by the madam, and he was very dependent on the madam, if he left the madam, he would not eat or drink, even the prince couldn't help it.

But the little prince is so young, it is very dangerous for the wife to swing with him.

Lan Changge ignored the nanny at all, and only told Xiaofeng to swing.

The swing is flying in the wind, Lan Changge's silver bell-like laughter is floating in the garden, the colorful flowers are extraordinarily beautiful, butterflies are dancing in the air, Lan Changge closes his eyes and enjoys the love of the breeze - caress, is This feeling of being far away from the world, as if only oneself and light dust are left in the world.

"Xiaofeng, swing higher, swing higher..." Lan Changge called out occasionally.

When Duhu Jie came back from the palace, he didn't go directly to Fengge as usual, but walked around the palace casually.

Thinking of his son's mother, that woman named Lan Changge, she has changed since she gave birth to her son, and fought against him for her own rights with her death. Such a tenacious woman actually moved his heart a little. .

Laughter came from the garden far away, as sweet as the sound of nature, fresh and pure, with an untouched breath, who is in the garden?
Duhu Jie moved to the garden, under the sunlight, the flying girl was like an angel who could not eat the fireworks of the world, wandering in the world.

Xiaofeng saw Duhu Jie walk into the garden from a distance, hurriedly stopped what she was doing, and Lan Changge asked suspiciously.

"Xiaofeng, why did you stop? Our family, Qingchen, still want to sit down again? Don't you, Qingchen?" Lan Changge lowered his head and asked the little baby in his arms, then looked up at Xiaofeng with a smile: "Feng'er, you Let me hang out for a while, you can see that Qingchen said that he really wants to sit for a while."

Duhu Jie walked to the swing and said, "Let's swing for a while."

When Lan Changge heard Duhu's voice, he knew why Xiaofeng stopped the swing. The nanny accompanied two maids to greet Duhu Jie, but Lan Changge walked down from the swing stand with Qingchen in his arms. She looked at Duhu. Jie, there was a kind of jealous anger when the enemy met, and he refused coldly without a trace of warmth.

"Xiaofeng, let's go, we're going back,"

(End of this chapter)