Poisonous Peasant ‘Concubine’

"Shang Qing, your voice is really nice, you should talk more, Brother Wen likes your voice."

As he spoke, Ling Wen stretched out his arms to hug him, and leaned over to kiss his forehead through the veil.

"Um"

Yan Shangqing's body froze, and painful emotions appeared in his eyes. Ling Wen suddenly panicked, and hurriedly asked: "Doesn't Shang Qing like Brother Wen's touch? I'm sorry, Brother Wen didn't do it on purpose. In the past, when Dad comforted or rewarded us He will kiss us to show his love for us, I thought?? If you don’t like it, then I won’t kiss you in the future.”

"No, Xiaowen??"

"No, it's not."

Seeing this, Sikong Jue hurriedly wanted to explain, but Yan Shangqing's voice sounded at the same time, Sikong Jue lowered his head to look at him, stopped and looked at him encouragingly, Yan Shangqing hugged his hand tightly, and looked at the big bun Almost whispering: "No, no, Qing'er doesn't like it, I hurt, my body hurts, can't touch it?"

Yes, his body is not only ugly, but also very painful. He basically does not wear clothes when he is at home on weekdays, because even the friction of clothes makes him uncomfortable. It will not be tightly wrapped.

"It turned out to be like this, I'm sorry Shang Qing, I don't know, but don't worry, Dad's medical skills are very good, he can definitely cure you, you can play with us in the future, and I can kiss you, let Dad help Can you take a look?"

Knowing that he didn't hate him, Ling Wen exhaled exaggeratedly, and leaned closer to him with more distress, and his tone was also gentler than ever before. It seemed that only Xiaotuanzi enjoyed this kind of treatment, even Xiaobaozi. Only once in a while have such blessings.

Yan Shangqing timidly glanced at Ling Jingxuan, who was always smiling gently, then looked at the people around him, and finally looked up at Sikong Jue: "Father and concubine Yan's unique little peach eyes exaggerated the red luǒluǒ of prayer, Sikong Jue's heart tightened , looked at Ling Jingxuan with tears in his eyes: "Jingxuan, can you let everyone else go down? Qing'er is very afraid of showing her body in front of outsiders. "

Every time he exposed his body, even if it was only a small part, the servants would show terrified expressions, and the timid ones would even scream, which would invisibly deepen Yan Shangqing's timidity. For this reason, he did not know how many times he had killed the county prince My servant, now all the people who serve Shang Qing close to him have been replaced by his dowry eunuchs. The courtyard where he lives is also guarded by his dowry guards. No one is allowed to approach, such as taking a bath, which requires careful attention. He basically doesn't pretend to be someone else anymore, he does it all by himself.

"Um"

Nodding, Ling Jingxuan waved his hand, and Ling Yun took the servants out, and even Long Zhangshi and Song Shuiling, who were in charge of taking care of the children, also left. He came out and sat beside Ling Jingxuan without saying a word.

"thanks."

Sikong Jue expressed his thanks sincerely, then lowered his head and said to the child: "Qing'er, let's stretch out our hand to take Uncle Ling's pulse first, shall we?"

"Um."

Turning to look at Ling Wen and the others, Yan Shangqing nodded after receiving their encouraging eyes, and Si Kongjue slowly and carefully rolled up his sleeves for him. He was obviously so arrogant and domineering, and he was so arrogant in front of the child. With such carefulness, if he said that he didn't really love the child, no one would believe it, unless he was blind and brain-dead.

When the sleeves were rolled up little by little, the fingers as thin as chicken claws were slowly exposed, even Ling Jingxuan couldn't help shrinking his pupils, the fingers alone were wrinkled like those old people in their 70s and 80s, The color of the skin is also black and blue, it looks like willow bark, fortunately they are all prepared, otherwise they will definitely show a shocked look, and they will hurt everyone Yan Shangqing present, including the little buns. After being so surprised, I couldn't help showing distressed expressions in my eyes. A child who is only four or five years old has encountered such misfortune. Fortunately, he still has a father and concubine who loves him. If he was born in a poor family, he might have died. .

Maybe the whole palm was exposed, Yan Shangqing was afraid, his hands couldn't help trembling, his eyes were stained with moisture, behind the tears was the embarrassment and pain that he shouldn't have at his age.

"Shang Qing is not afraid, you are just sick, and you are not really ugly. Besides, Dad said before, some people are good-looking, but their hearts are ugly, but some people are not good-looking, but their hearts are ugly. The most beautiful, Brother Wen thinks, Shang Qing's hands are not scary at all, they are the most beautiful hands in the world."

I don't know if their lives have a shadow of the same destiny. At this moment, Ling Wen is sensitive and even more distressed. Before the adults could speak, he reached out and held his hand first, and carefully controlled it. Don't let yourself strain, so as not to pinch him.

Meeting his shining eyes, Yan Shangqing moved his fingers in his hand, and nodded slightly after a while: "Well, I'm not afraid, brother Wen will accompany me??"

The sound was still as thin as a mosquito, but it was not difficult to hear that there was already something called courage and happiness in it.

"And I and Tie Wazi, we will accompany you, don't be afraid, Brother Wu will protect you."

Looking back and forth at them, Xiao Baozi decisively pulled Tie Wazi closer, and the four little ones condensed a hot friendship that surpassed blood and family in an instant. There was an unmistakable smile, they were not afraid of him, and they didn't call him Willow Fairy, so he can play with them at ease in the future, and he will never be alone again?

Chapter 301 Diagnosis and Treatment of the Child

"Shang Qing, good boy, Uncle Ling will give you your pulse."

see the children have calmed him down

Alright, as Ling Jingxuan said, he motioned for Sikong Jue to take out his hand, his skinny wrist was exposed, and the skin on it was the same as the back of his hand, showing the same black-blue color as tree bark, like As if someone had covered his skin with a layer of cracked mud, Ling Jingxuan carefully stretched out his fingers and put them on his wrists, his sword eyebrows almost wrinkled indistinctly, and pressed his fingers down slightly.

"Well..." the child obviously felt the pain, and everyone couldn't help the pain in their hearts. Ling Jingxuan stretched out his other hand and gently stroked his head: "I'm sorry, Xiao Shangqing, your pulse is hard to feel, bear with it first." Will you bear it?"

With his medical skills, he couldn't feel his pulse right away. It was enough to imagine how bad his skin was. It was not only wrinkled and black and blue, but also very stiff, without any tension that the skin should have.

"Yeah." Yan Shangqing nodded with tears in his eyes. After Ling Jingxuan gave him an appreciative look, he began to treat him seriously. When his hand moved away, Ling Wen hurried forward to gently hold his hand gently. Rubbing, as if he was afraid of his pain, Ling Jingxuan's eyes crept up a little solemnly, but he said with a smile on his face: "Shang Qing, come, take off the face towel, Uncle Ling wants to see your mouth."

Just like before, Yan Shangqing looked at Ling Wen and the others again, and after receiving their encouraging eyes, he asked Si Kongjue to remove the face scarf for him. Unsurprisingly, the skin on his face was also the same, except for those bright and innocent eyes. With his eyes, he could barely see what a four- or five-year-old child should look like.

"Our family, Shang Qing, is really good. Come on, open your mouth wide and join Uncle Ling, huh?"

He didn't dare to show any pain or discomfort, Ling Jingxuan always had a smile on his face, although Yan Shangqing was uncomfortable, he also cooperated with his efforts to open his mouth wide, but because the skin of his lips was also like that, if he opened his mouth a little wider, it would tear Ling Jingxuan could only lower his body to cooperate with him, carefully observe the condition of the mouth and tongue coating, and then he looked behind the child's eyelids and ears, and lifted his clothes to understand the condition of his body.

"Jiu Jingxuan, how is Qing'er?"

He had never seen anyone diagnose a disease like him before, and the child was also a rare cooperation. Sikong Jue couldn't help but be full of hope, not only because of Yan Xiaohua, but he hoped from the bottom of his heart that the child would recover and be able to walk in the sun like ordinary children.

"Wait a minute."

Throwing him a calm look, Ling Jingxuan turned around and took the medicine box that Zhao Shan brought, and took out a glass test tube from it, but it was not made of glass, but colored glaze, just as small as a thumb. root, almost two taels of silver, much more valuable than glass, and then he didn't know what kind of liquid was poured into it, holding the test tube and a slightly thicker silver needle and facing the child: "Shang Qing, Uncle Ling needs A drop of your blood may hurt a little, you have to continue to be a little warrior!"

"it is good."

The child was already able to let go, but his hand was still in Ling Wen's, and Ling Wen, with big round eyes, was staring fiercely at the things in his father's hand, looking very dispirited, Ling Jingxuan could not Feeling puzzled: "Xiaowen, what's the matter?"