noble girl fights father

Chapter 23 Yan Yuheng

"Father, where is this place?" Four-year-old Yan Yuheng faintly woke up, and saw a strange place, and his father was watching over him by the bed.Even though he was a little stranger to his father when he was young, and he didn't even have much impression of him, it didn't hinder his affection for his father.

So when I opened my eyes and saw Yan Qinghao standing by the bed, Yan Yuheng showed a smile and surprise on his face, but in the next second, as if he thought of something, he pursed his mouth and turned his face, and didn't want to talk to Yan Qinghao up.

Yan Qinghao touched his son's forehead, and after rubbing his body with wine, his son's body was much better, and his temperature returned to normal.Thinking of this, Yan Qinghao also let go of his heart, but he always remembered Baili Mansion in his heart.

In his heart, he felt that there was a great possibility that Baili Yanqing was Yan Qing. After all, the time when he came to Great Xia and Yan Qing was born was too coincidental, so Yan Qinghao couldn't let Yan Qinghao think about it.

So he didn't want to miss it, especially today's Baili Yanqing's first birthday ceremony, Yan Qinghao didn't want to miss it anyway.In addition, even if Baili Yanqing is not his Qinger, she is Tang Qing's child, and that is also his child. What a coincidence that she can marry such a name.

But now the elder son's health cannot be ignored, so Yan Qinghao refused to let the elder son stay in the eldest princess's mansion, so he took the elder son over and took care of him himself.

"Heng'er, this is father's mansion, Yiyonghou's mansion." Yan Qinghao also didn't know how to get along with his cheap son.

God is pitiful, in his last life, he had only one daughter, Yan Qing, and he was also the only relative.His first wife, Tang Qing, died early, and Yan Qinghao never remarried. Except for his daughter, and the Tang family who were not close to each other, Yan Qinghao spent his life in the army.Faced with the cheap son now, Yan Qinghao is also uncomfortable, but it is always the blood of his predecessor, his current son still wants to deal with it.

In addition, knowing the emperor's will, Yan Qinghao didn't want the eldest son to be raised by the eldest princess, and he couldn't win the custody of the younger son, but Yan Qinghao still wanted to work hard for the eldest son.

No, the eldest princess said that the youngest son's health is also not good, and now the eldest son is sick, so she entrusts the eldest son to Yan Qinghao to take care of him.Although Yan Qinghao also knew that the eldest princess didn't want him to go to Baili Mansion, he still took over the eldest son, but brought the eldest son from the Princess Mansion back to Yiyonghou Mansion.

If it was in the past, the eldest princess would definitely not be happy, but today the eldest princess agreed strangely. Why didn't Yan Qinghao think about it, so there was more pity in the eyes of the elder son. Isn't it pitiful for a biological mother who takes her body seriously.

"Yiyonghou's Mansion, is that Fuma Mansion?" Yan Yuheng didn't want to talk to Yan Qinghao at first, but after hearing Yan Qinghao's voice, he couldn't help turning around and asking.

"Yes, it used to be Fuma Mansion, but now it is Yiyonghou Mansion." Yan Qinghao said affirmatively.

Yan Yuheng pouted, with a childlike look on his pretty face, "Will Father live with Heng'er in the future? Can Heng'er see Father often." After finishing speaking, he looked at Yan Qinghao.

"Well, yes, Yiyonghou's mansion is next to the eldest princess's mansion, and Heng'er can live anywhere she wants." Yan Qinghao nodded, seeing the happy little face of the eldest son, and heard the eldest son say: "Heng'er wants to live here." Live with father." Yan Qinghao couldn't help but feel soft, he was a child after all, so he asked again: "Heng'er wants to eat something, father asked someone to prepare it."

"I want to eat shredded chicken porridge." Yan Yuheng said without thinking.

"Okay." Yan Qinghao nodded. If the eldest son is in good health, he will take him to the Baili Mansion together, but when he thinks of the slaves of the Hou Mansion, Yan Qinghao is not at ease, so he should cook by himself .

This kid is lucky, he only cooks for two people in his life, one is his wife Tang Qing, and the other is his daughter Yan Qing.Now if it wasn't for the fact that the eldest princess's incomprehensible biological mother would make fun of the eldest son's body, Yan Qinghao would not want to do it himself, "Changsheng, look at the eldest son, I will go back as soon as I go."

"Yes, Lord." Chang Sheng said firmly.

Yan Qinghao went to the kitchen, and Chang Sheng guarded Yan Yuheng. The little Yan Yuheng was still weak, looking at the unfamiliar Chang Sheng, he pouted, "Your name is Chang Sheng, who are you father?"

"Changsheng is the entourage of Lord Hou." Changsheng said respectfully.

"Is the follower a slave?" Yan Yuheng was puzzled. In his mind, the Princess's Mansion and the current Lord's Mansion, except for his father and mother, were all slaves.

"Changsheng did not sell himself." Changsheng said, still expressionless.

Yan Yuheng pouted again, he didn't like the expressionless Changsheng very much, since he was a child, he was not flattering to anyone who saw him, but Yan Yuheng didn't like Changsheng's facial paralysis, but he didn't make a fuss.

Hearing voices from outside at this time, Yan Yuheng immediately lay back on the bed, quite dead.

"Changsheng, why is it you, Lord Hou?" The squinting slave asked Changsheng in a sharp voice, and then looked at Yan Yuheng who had closed his eyes.

"Master Hou just went out."

"What, Master Hou has gone out, where are you going? Why don't you slave look at Master Hou? If Master Hou disappears, the Eldest Princess asks, ten of your heads are not enough to cut off."

Changsheng only felt that the sharp voice made his forehead twitch and hurt, so he could only bluff his face and say: "The eldest son is sick, if something bad happens, ten of your heads are not enough to cut off Shi Wan. And I am not a slave, don't take it I think the same as you, Master Hou is the master, and it's not up to you or me to question where he goes."

"Hey, good Changsheng, you think that you are valued by Lord Hou, so you don't care about us, bah, you are just a watchdog in front of Lord Hou, don't think you are much nobler than us." Called Shi Wang Nu said angrily.

"I'm free, and your death contract is in the hands of the Marquis, or do you want to be sent back to the Princess's Mansion by the Marquis like the last slave." Changsheng is not afraid of the people in front of him.

Shi Wan paused for a moment, and immediately stopped talking. The slave who was sent back to the princess' mansion was sent to Zhuangzi to do coolies after being beaten twenty times by the princess.Although the eldest princess bought them, if they offended Lord Hou Zuozuo, the eldest princess would not keep them either.

"Hmph, don't be complacent. One day you have a beautiful day. At that time, Lord Hou will protect you." Shi Wan said and went out.

But once in a while, he came back in a hurry: "Growth, you have eaten gallbladder, and let the Lord Hou cook. I will tell the eldest princess right away, and I will definitely drive you out of the Hou Mansion."

Shi Wang left in a hurry, and he must have come to Changsheng to settle accounts after getting frustrated with Yan Qinghao.

Changsheng was still expressionless when facing Shi Wang's threats, but Yan Yuheng on the bed had a big smile on his face, "Changsheng, does father really cook for Heng'er? Have you ever eaten porridge cooked by father? Is it delicious? It must be delicious. Have you ever eaten it?"

Yan Yuheng babbled, obviously very happy to hear what Swan said.

Yan Yuheng, who is now four years old, has been enlightened since he was three years old. He naturally knows that the gentleman is far from the robe cook. Now he hears his father cooking porridge for him, and he is very happy. It turns out that his father likes him.

Looking at Yan Yuheng's happy face, Changsheng shook his head, "Changsheng has never eaten food made by Master Hou."

Changsheng's words made Yan Yuheng's face a little bit happier, his little face was flushed with excitement, showing a healthy color, not even a little pale.

At this time, Yan Qinghao came in with a bowl of porridge, and he only cooked one bowl of porridge, and there was nothing extra.

"Heng'er, get up and eat porridge." Yan Qinghao said to Yan Yuheng who was pretending to be a dead body.

I saw that Yan Yuheng remained motionless, and Changsheng didn't poke him. This young man is very strange, and he can pretend.Originally, he almost jumped up and down when he heard Hou Ye cooking for him, but now he pretended to be asleep when he heard the movement outside the door.

"Heng'er, get up and eat porridge, it won't taste good after a while." Yan Qinghao handed the bowl to Changsheng, then picked up Yan Yuheng, and changed Yan Yuheng's clothes himself.

Yan Yuheng, who was lying in Yan Qinghao's arms, was bubbling with joy. His father hugged him and even changed his clothes. He was so happy after all, even with his eyes closed, he couldn't pretend it.

Yan Qinghao also found out, but he didn't reveal that the eldest son was still a child after all.

"Father" Yan Yuheng smelled the smell of shredded chicken porridge, but couldn't hold it anymore. As soon as he opened his eyes, he looked eagerly at the bowl in Changsheng's hand, as if he really wanted to eat it.

"Did father cook it?" Yan Yuheng asked Yan Qinghao, and when he saw Yan Qinghao, he nodded and said, "Father, Heng'er wants to eat."

Yan Qinghao hugged Yan Yuheng, took a spoon and lightly scooped a small spoonful of porridge on the bowl in Changsheng's hand, put it to his mouth, and tried the temperature again.

Yan Yuheng had already opened his mouth wide and waited for Yan Qinghao's porridge, with pleading eyes in his big eyes, which made Yan Qinghao's heart soften, and the action of feeding his eldest son with porridge was also gentler.

While eating the porridge, the corners of Yan Yuheng's mouth were still slightly raised, showing how happy he was in his heart, he couldn't wait to finish eating, and said: "Father, Heng'er wants more." The porridge cooked by his father was delicious.

Yan Qinghao has always been very patient with children. He has been an orphan since he was a child. Although the life in the orphanage was warm and there were many partners, but as everyone was adopted or had a place to go, life became lonely.Only Tang Qing and Yan Qing made him feel the warmth of his relatives, but Yan Qinghao still has a soft heart for children.

With a bang, the door was opened unexpectedly, and the eldest princess and a few servants stood outside.I don't know how long they have been listening there. The eldest princess looked at the bowl that was about to bottom out in Changsheng's hand, the spoon in Yan Qinghao's hand, and the satisfied expression of the eldest son. A trace of jealousy flashed in her eyes. She is jealous of her son.

"I didn't expect Fu Ma to be able to cook, and this princess is also hungry. Fu Ma is willing to wash his hands and make soup for this princess." The eldest princess stared closely at Yan Qinghao, and Yan Qinghao said: "A gentleman is far away." Paochu, I am not the princess's cook, whatever the princess wants to eat, both the Princess Palace and the Hou Palace will satisfy."

The implication was that he refused, and dissatisfaction flashed in the eldest princess' eyes, "I am a princess, and I let you do it, but you don't want to."

"Forgive me, it's hard to obey." Yan Qinghao is not that idiot, so he won't fulfill the wish of the eldest princess.

(End of this chapter)