Chapter 300: Buns are out, Yan Shangqing

When the palace’s descendants emptied the hall, it was almost a quarter of an hour later. Ling Jingxuan, Zeng Shaoqing and Sikong’s three adults sat around with a group of small buns. At the table, the little buns who have recovered from the huge shocks are always looking at the shackles from time to time. Yan Shangqing, who is in the arms of Sikong, has heard about it earlier. This younger brother has a very serious illness. Because of the small group, they are habitually concerned and weak, of course, the premise is that the other party is the person they identify with.
"This is Shangshang?"
Looking at his arms should be the pride of the sky, but now he is ashamed of the timid children he had just seen, Ling Jingxuan could not help but reach out and want to touch him, but his hand stretched out, Yan Shangqing Turned tightly and hugged Sikong, the little body actually shivered slightly, listening carefully, the sound of breathing seemed to be with the fear of timidity.
"I'm sorry for the Nine Emperor, still swearing him?? I didn't go out, I was scared when I saw a stranger."
Sikong stunned him with a sly apology, holding the child whispering and pacifying: "There is no need to be afraid of the child, did the father tell you? He is the king of the uncle, the medical skills are very good, he can Healing the disease of our family, when the disease is good, the father will take you out to play around. Do you want to go to the country of the father to see it? At that time we can go, oh, let the emperor Can my uncle help you see?"
"Haha."
After the three words of the emperor's uncle, the face of Ling Jingxuan's handsome face was black and black, and Zeng Shaoqing was even more exaggerated and laughed on the table. If Ling Jingxuan's age is a little older, maybe it's better, but he is only 21. The appearance of itself is tender and tender, and the title of this uncle is undoubtedly the sky is thundering.
"Cough?? That 啥, can you not call the emperor?"
Awkwardly stunned someone who is unscrupulous, Ling Jingxuan can not stop twitching, is this father and son his nemesis? The gift that was previously sent is enough for the people. Now the name is even more messy in the wind. Is Yan Shangqing only one or two years younger than his little steamed buns? Calling his uncle is too much too? ? That's it, is it all over the goose bumps?
"What is that?"
It seems that I also noticed how many people said that I was talking about it. Sikong turned and said innocently. According to the generations, Shang Qing should call him the emperor.
"We are all young people, not so much attention, privately, I am called Ling Shu, you are also awkward, don't call the nine emperors, I am not two years older than you, directly called me Jingxuan to make."
It is said that the squatting room is a high-ranking person. If all of them are based on the seniors, there are probably many people in the capital city who are called Yan Ruirui's ancestors. If you think about that scene, you will be embarrassed.
"Well, I will call you Jing Xuan in the private future. I remember it, this is Ling Shu."
Sikong is not the kind of person who will hold a small section. People say that Ling Jingxuan has said that, he is naturally more respectful than his life.
"Ling Lingshu."
Tightly holding his rigorous movement, a little bit louder than the cat called, Ling Jingxuan smiled slightly, originally wanted to touch him, think about the situation just now, think about the children and children It may be better to open the atrium. For the first time, Ling Jingxuan turned to three small buns for help.
"Younger brother, don't be afraid, you are very gentle, his medical skills are also very good, you can certainly cure you, my name is Yan Xiaowen, the little name is Ling Wen, you are called my big buns, you can call me my brother, you Rest assured, after the brother will accompany you to see a doctor, it will also protect you from letting others bully you. Can you let me see you?"
After receiving the eyes of the old man for help, Ling Wen had long waited for the slide to go down to the front of Sikong and his father and son. The little hand patted his back like Ling Jingxuan, and at the beginning Yan Shangqing was stiff and tense, gradually Actually, I slowly relaxed down the line of sight of everyone, and my head turned over. The naked eyes were looking at the gentle and beautiful brother in front of me.
"Do you call Shang Qing? Is it called Xiao Xiaowu? The nickname is Ling Wu. I am calling my little buns. Don't be afraid, Wu brother will protect you. Who dares to bully you, I will let him black and bite him. butt."
I was afraid that the little buns that fell behind me would rely on the past to pat the little and say, and invisibly stabbed Zeng Shaoqing, who was on the sidelines. Grandma’s, he couldn’t help but feel all kinds of egg pain when he heard the bite. Is it a nightmare?
Yan Shangqing slowly turned around. After all, he was only a child of four years old. His black eyes were full of embarrassment and curiosity. They looked at them exactly the same.
"Shang Qing, hello, my name is Zhao Tiesheng. Everyone calls me an iron baby. The small group calls me a brother. You can call me a brother later. Although my kung fu is not as good as Xiaowu, I will protect it. Yours, and our family is round, look, is it cute?"
The iron doll was struggling to hold into the middle of the bamboo shoots. Yan Shangqing’s line of sight was attracted by the lovely circle in an instant, and he nodded unconsciously:
Well, the round is so cute.

Speaking, Yan Shangqing actually spoke, not only Ling Jingxuan and other people were surprised and excited, Sikong suddenly became blind, and since the last time he happened in the palace, Shang Qing did not speak, and the door was not out on weekdays, occasionally with He speaks a few words, and Yan Xiaohua is basically a word, and he will not be called, let alone people who don’t know. ? did not expect? ? He actually answered the iron baby, it is very good, even if Jing Xuan can not cure his illness, at least he believes that under the influence of Xiaowen Xiaowu, he will certainly live more cheerful and relaxed, more like a child.
"Shang Qing your voice is really nice, you should talk more, Wen brother likes your voice."
Said, Ling Wen reached out and hugged him, leaning over the veil and kissing him on his forehead.
"Ok"
Yan Shangqing's body was stiff and his eyes were showing painful emotions. Ling Wen suddenly panicked and worried about it: "Shang Qing doesn't like the touch of Wen's brother? Sorry, Wen brother is not deliberate. When he used to comfort or reward us. I will kiss us and express his love for us. I thought? If you like it or not, I will not kiss you later."
"Not a small text??"
"No, no."
Upon seeing it, Sikong quickly tried to explain, but the sound of Yan Shangqing also rang at the same time. Sikong looked down at him and took the initiative to stop and encourage him to look at him. Yan Shang tightened his hand and looked at the big steamed buns. Nearly whispered: "No, the athlete does not like it, I hurt, I am very painful, can't touch??"
Yes, he is not only ugly, but also very painful. On weekdays, he basically can wear clothes without wearing clothes, because even the friction of clothes makes him uncomfortable. If he is not going out today, he also Will not be wrapped up tightly.
"It turned out to be like this. Sorry, Shang Qing, I don't know, but you can rest assured that your medical skills are very good. He can definitely cure you. You can play with us in the future. I can kiss you too. Can you look at it?"
Knowing that people don't hate him, they show that kind of reaction. Lingwen exaggeratedly exhaled, and more and more distressed to get close to him, the tone is never gentle, this kind of treatment, it seems that only small dumplings have enjoyed, even small buns Only occasionally there is such a blessing.
Yan Shangqing’s life looks at Ling Jingxuan, who always smiles gently, then looks at the people around him, and finally looks up at Sikong:
The little peach eyes that are unique to the father’s family are rendering a naked prayer, and Sikong’s heart is tight. Looking at Ling Jingxuan with tears: "Jing Xuan, can you let other people go down?" Qinger is afraid of showing his body in front of outsiders.

Every time he reveals his body, even if it is only a small part, the next person will show a look of panic and fear, and the courage will even scream, which will inevitably deepen the timidity of Yan Shangqing. For this reason, he does not know how much he killed the county palace. The next person, who is now close to serving Shang Qing, has all been replaced by his dowry palace eunuch. The yard he lives in is also guarded by his dowry guards, and no one is allowed to approach, such as a bathing job that requires careful care. He basically no longer fakes others, and he is personally involved.
"Ok"
Nodded, Ling Jingxuan waved, Lingyun took the people out, and even Zhang Zhang and Song Shuiling, who were in charge of taking the children, also left. At the same time, Zhao Shan, who had already received the notice, took the medicine box from the inner court. I walked out and sat down beside Ling Jingxuan.
"Thank you."
Si Kongyi sincerely thanked him and bowed his head and said to the child: "Qinger, let's reach out and let Ling Shu take the pulse?"
"Ok."
Turning to look at Ling Wen, they received their encouragement of the eyes, Yan Shangqing point, Sikong slowly and carefully rolled up his sleeves for him, obviously so arrogant, regardless of a person, in front of the child Be so cautious, to say that he is not really distressed, it is estimated that no one will believe, unless it is a blind eye.
When the sleeves are rolled up a little, the fingers that are as thin as the chicken claws are slowly exposed. Rao is Ling Jingxuan and can’t help but shrink the pupils. Only the fingers are covered with wrinkles like the 70-80s old man. The color of the skin is also black, and it looks like it is the same as the willow bark. Fortunately, they are all prepared, otherwise they will definitely show a shocked look, which will inevitably hurt everyone in the presence of Yan Shangqing, including the little buns. After the astonishment, the fundus couldn’t help but reveal the distressed look. Only the four or five-year-old child suffered this kind of misfortune. He lost his father’s father. If he was born in a poor family, he would have lost his life. .
Perhaps the whole palm is exposed, Yan Shangqing is afraid, the hand can't help but tremble, his eyes are also stained with wetness, hidden behind the tears is the embarrassment and pain he should not have at this age.
"Shang Qing is not afraid, you are just sick, and it is not really ugly. Besides, I said before, some people look very good, but the heart is ugly, but some people don’t look good, but the heart is The most beautiful, Wen brother feels that Shang Qing’s hand is not terrible, it is the best looking best hand under the sun.

I don't know if their life has the shadow of the same life. At this moment, Ling Wen is keen and even distressed. He did not wait for the adults to speak. He took the lead and held his hand, and carefully controlled it. Don't let yourself be strong, so as not to hurt him.
On his shining eyes, Yan Shangqing's fingers moved in his hands. After a while, he nodded gently: "Well, I am not afraid, my brother is accompanying me??"
The sound is still as fine as mosquitoes, but it is not difficult to hear that there is already a touch of something called courage and happiness.
"And me and the iron baby, we will accompany you, don't be afraid, Wu brother will protect you."
Looking back and forth at them, the little buns decisively pulled the iron dolls together, and the four little ones condensed the hot friendship that transcended the blood relationship for the first time. For the first time, the people outside the father and the father were so attached to the care, and Yan Shangqing gradually There was a smile that could not be discerned. They were not afraid of him. They didn't call him Liu Shujing. After that, he could safely play with them, and would never be alone.