The Miracle Doctor’s Two-Faced Toddler

   Chapter 492 [V348] Sisters meet, little black **** is here (two more)

This Great Emperor Ji has been under a curse since she was born, and was forced to be sent out of Nanzhao for many years. Not long ago, she brought her family back to the imperial capital. However, she seems to be different from the rumors. Lived into the appearance of both children and children, full of blessings and grandchildren.

  I can't wait to see her true face of Mount Lu.

  The people were anxiously waiting, and so was a certain emperor Ji Zhenxiaohejiang.

   She tossed and turned, didn't sleep well all night, woke up early again, and there were two pitiful dark circles on her little face.

   This makes Yu Shaoqing feel bad.

  His Ah Shu grew up in the folk, and has never experienced such an occasion. In the past few days, he could always feel that Ah Shu was restless and tossing and turning, which must have been frightened.

  Yu Shaoqing looked at his body trembling with fear, but still stubbornly said to his wife who was dressing in the mirror: "Ashu, why don't you go? Let Awan go on your behalf."

   "How does this work?!" Little Black Jiang slapped the table with a slap.

   Yu Shaoqing was taken aback for a moment.

  Mr. Jiang picked up a small handkerchief, covered the corner of his mouth, and covered his heart with the other hand. Xizi said with his heart: "Cough, cough, I've already received all the posts. Of course, I'm going there. Otherwise, what will happen if they default on their bills?"

   "It's really hard for you." Yu Shaoqing stepped forward distressedly and gently comforted her, "Don't be afraid, Ah Shu, you just have to show your face, you don't have to fight them."

   Mrs Jiang nodded obediently: "Yeah!"

   paused, then said, "What if they hit me?"

   Yu Shaoqing said solemnly: "I will protect you."

   Jiang's eyes rolled: "Oh."

"I'm going to see how Awan and Jiuchao are preparing." Yu Shaoqing went to the couple's house, and the two got up. Yan Jiuchao was putting shoes on Xiaobao, and Yu Wan went to Qixia Garden. .

Because of the test of Gu and sorcery, A Wei and his group were naturally accompanying him. It is worth mentioning that Yu Wan still does not know the identities of A Wei and others, but A Wei's Gu skills are obvious to all. It is more versatile, and it is said that he has a little knowledge of witchcraft.

   The stakes are very important, and the civil and military officials also came to watch the battle.

  At the end of the bamboo forest, Nangong Yan and the queen were also neatly dressed and planned to go to the altar.

  Nangongli locked himself in the room since he knew his background. Just when the queen thought he was going to continue being ignorant, he finally showed up.

   "Li'er, are you alright? You've lost weight." The queen stepped forward and stroked his cheek.

  Nangong Yan glanced at him lightly: "Don't look like someone owes you a debt, hurry up and pack up and get ready to go."

  The carriages and horses outside the door have been arranged properly. Nangongli picked a high-quality sweaty BMW, and in a flash, Bai Qianli came over.

   Bai Qianli stared at him blankly: "Li'er, you... be careful."

   "Don't worry about it!" Nangong Li didn't even give him a straight look, grabbed the reins and walked out of the forest.

   King Yan took Dabao and walked out.

   Dabao raised his head and looked at King Yan blinking.

   King Yan fondly patted his little head: "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

   Dabao nodded.

   King Yan took Dabao into the carriage.

  Nangong Yan said goodbye to the queen.

Empress    was worried and asked her: "Yan'er, do you really need your mother to accompany you?"

   Nangong Yan said: "No, the mother will wait for my news, someone will come to transfer the mother to a safe place later."

The Queen    worried: "Can't I wait for you here?"

   Nangong Yan said: "As soon as we leave, it will not be safe here."

   Without Shura's protection, this bamboo forest would lose its most powerful barrier.

  The Queen is now fully counting on Nangong Yan, so naturally what Nangong Yan says is what she says. The Queen watches Nangong Yan get on King Yan's carriage, and she returns to the house with a sigh until the carriage disappears at the end of the woods.

  The carriage swayed toward the altar, King Yan and Nangong Yan sat on both sides, Dabao's round body was lying in King Yan's arms, and he looked at the window with his small head from time to time.

   "Want to see it?" King Yan lifted the curtain.

   Dabao opened his eyes wide and looked at the scenery along the way curiously.

  Nangong Yan remembered that when the child came with him, he was as old as a stone, and only by the side of King Yan had the childishness of a three-year-old child.

   I don't know what Dabao saw, and he laughed with a click.

   King Yan also smiled.

   That was a smile that Nangong Yan had never seen before. It was different from the one she pretended to numb her. The gentleness of bowing her head made the whole harsh winter melt away.

   If her child was born safely, would he love him so much?

  Nangong Yan touched her flat abdomen, a pain twisted her heart, she turned her head angrily, and stopped looking at King Yan and this child!

   "Is Dabao hungry?" King Yan opened the food box and gave Dabao a piece of chestnut cake.

   Dabao did not eat it himself, but gave it to Nangong Yan.

  Nangong Yan was stunned for a moment, then turned his face indifferently: "I don't eat it."

   Dabao maintained the motion of handing it to her and didn't move.

  Nangong Yan finally took the dessert with a blank face.

   Dabao took another piece to King Yan, and then he ate it up.

  Nangongyan noticed that Dabao gave her and King Yan a big one, but he ate a small piece.

  Although she was reluctant, she had to admit that this was indeed the most sensible child she had ever seen.

  It is a pity that it is the flesh and blood of the enemy.

   Her eyes turned cold.

  The carriage did not take Dabao and King Yan to the altar. Halfway through the journey, Nangong Yan changed to a carriage and asked the dead man and the guards to **** King Yan to an unknown place.

   By the time Nangongyan arrived at the altar, the altar was already surrounded by people.

   The monarch's medicinal effect has not yet passed, so he can't speak or do anything, so the third prince, the National Master Hall and the Gu Hall are in charge of the overall situation.

   Helian Beiming and the three generals sat on the other side of the altar.

   "Little Emperor Ji is here—"

   "The King of Li Jun is here—"

Following the communication of the servants, Nangong Yan and Nangong Li slowly walked over from the back of the crowd. They had not seen each other for many days. Gui Tiancheng is indeed a royal family raised in the palace since childhood.

  The people knelt down and saluted.

   Under the kneeling and worship of everyone, the mother and son walked up to the altar.

   "Xiao Diji has arrived, why hasn't the Great Diji come yet?"

   "Yeah, it's already this hour, she wouldn't dare to show up, would she?"

   "Raised by the folks, they have never been on the stage, so I guess they are afraid."

   "The Great Emperor Ji and Princess Wan both grew up in the common people, wouldn't they be shameful?"

   There was an unpleasant voice in the crowd, Helian Beiming frowned, and was about to say something, when he heard the high-pitched voice of the king's inner servant not far away—

   "The Great Emperor Ji is coming—"

   "The Princess Wan is coming—"

  Everyone turned around!

From a carriage that was not too conspicuous, a young woman walked down unhurriedly. She was wearing a goose-yellow Luo skirt. She was slender and had a quiet temperament. There is no such superior arrogance.

   "It's the Princess Wan!"

  Some people recognized her.

  Yu Wan was not wearing the clothes of the royal family, but she exuded a noble temperament in her every move.

   She stretched out a piece of thick fat wrist and helped another woman from the carriage.

  The woman was dressed in a white shirt, covered with a translucent golden gauze, and the morning light shrouded her body. For a moment, everyone was in a trance, as if they saw a phoenix flapping its wings.

   But it was only for a moment, she held the handkerchief and coughed softly twice.

  Everyone came back to their senses in an instant, and I heard that this Emperor Ji's body is not very good, it seems to be true.

   Everyone listened to the heartbreaking coughing sound, only to feel that their hearts were pulling for her.

   However, Rao is as ill as Xizi, but he still has a calm and elegant temperament.

  Compared to the arrogant and domineering Little Di Ji, Da Di Ji's weakness and quietness seem to be more deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

   Everyone held their breath, and there was no need for the guards to clear the field at all, and they spontaneously made way for her, lest they accidentally touch her and break this weak Diji.

   The previously noisy altar instantly became silent, except for the occasional low cough from Jiang Shi.

  What grew up in the folk? What can't be on the table?

  Di Ji was sick and weak, and had nothing to lose to Nangong Yan.

  Yu Wan helped her mother to the altar.

  Everyone saluted the two of them.

   "Give a seat." The Censor said.

  A guard brought a chair.

   Yu Wan helped Jiang to sit down.

  Yu Shaoqing got off the carriage with the mother and daughter, and also came to the scene. He sat beside Helian Beiming.

   "The national teacher has left?" Yu Shaoqing saw the national teacher on the altar at a glance.

   Helian Beiming said, "I got out of the customs last night."

  Yu Shaoqing hummed: "He will be in a hurry!"

  Helian Beiming said: "It should be the date when he will leave the customs that Nangong Yan dared to make a three-day appointment." Otherwise, she could also make a ten-day appointment.

  Yu Shaoqing raised his eyebrows and said, "However, what if he comes? The first one is the Gu technique, they are sure to lose!"

  The most powerful Gu Master in Nangong Yan's hands was Meng, and he was a seven-zhang Gu Lao. Awei's Gu technique was superior to him, so the first round was almost without suspense.

   Helian Beiming glanced at the calm state teacher: "I always feel that things are not so simple."

   As expected, when Doctor Censor announced that the two sides would send their respective Gu Masters to the field, Nangong Yan was not Meng Gu Master at all.

   It was a man in a black cloak, twenty-seven or eight years old, tall, with dark eyes.

   As soon as he stepped onto the altar, the eyes of the Gu elders in the Gu Palace were all stared.

   "Ten, ten feet old Gu!!" Song Gu said.

   The corner of the man's lips twitched, he undid his cloak and threw it away, a powerful aura came over the sky.

   Song Gu's face changed: "Gu, Gu Zun!!"

   There will be a wave of quizzes with prizes: Can A Wei win Gu Zun?

  A: Yes.

  B: No

   (end of this chapter)