Chapter 8：

The next moment, she simply cried louder with a "wow," she said in a vague manner: "brother, grab, brother, bad ..."

Nguyen finally came to his senses, and deliberately taught his son: "Elder Brother Zhou is not good, how can I grab my sister's food?"

Brother Zhou was wronged as soon as he heard: "I didn't, it was from my sister ..."

The words didn't end, Xu Yanyao's cry sounded a bit louder, crying and even snoring, but the phrase "brother is bad" never stopped.

Nguyen took the time to coax his daughter while teaching his son.

Brother Zhou flattened his mouth, wrinkled his nose, and said nothing.

Seeing him like this, Xu Yanyao looked at him a little higher, and secretly raised a big smile on him.

Brother Zhou also naturally saw it. His mouth was slightly open, and then he muttered a few words. Xu Yanyao didn't hear it clearly, but he saw that he was like an eggplant beaten by frost for a while, and the whole man was choked.

She was a little funny, she would no longer pretend to cry, obediently asked Ruan to wash her face.

When Ruan was dragged into Mingjian, she noticed that there was an unfamiliar child in the room, and she couldn't help but curiously looked a few more times.

The child was as if covered with thorns and refused to be a thousand miles away. They don't look like the father and son of an old husband or the wife of a bun. They will appear here at this time, and they will certainly not be children in the big room and the second room.

So, who is he?

When the child saw her, she took a few steps subconsciously, her eyes were alert, her body was tight, and the whole man was in a state of waiting.

Xu Yanyao wondered: Is he afraid of this palace?

"This is the pillar brother who lives in our house temporarily. Baoya must be obedient, but she must not bully the brother." Ruanshi saw her daughter's doubts and squeezed her face with a smile and instructed.

Xu Yanyao nodded nicely.

The child gave her a quick glance, and then quickly looked away. Without knowing her, she had been placed on an absolutely inaccessible blacklist.

After all, this little girl is bad and bad, and even her brother is framed. It is more terrible than the aunty and crying younger sister at her aunt's house. It is better to stay away from her.

After a while, Bi Wen also led Zhou Geer over. Xu Yanyao accidentally noticed that when Zhou Ge Er passed by the child, the child also tightened his body and took a few steps back, far away from breaking the Bi Wen. Brother Zhou fluttered his hand towards Ruan's.

Xu Yanyao always kept an eye on the child named “Pillar”, and when he saw an expression of envy suddenly on his face, his eyes and bones turned around, and he walked toward him.

Then, she found that every time she took a step closer to the other side, she stepped back for convenience, stiffly, as if she was afraid that someone would touch him.

She stopped, looked at him with her head crooked, and saw him tighten his body, looking at him with vigilance on his face, and there was a state of alert all over him, as if as long as she went further, he would run away.

"Are you a pillar? Have you ever eaten breakfast? May I take you to eat something?" The blue pattern was signaled by Ruan's, and he stepped forward and said to him with a sting.

Xu Yanyao was surprised to find that when Biwen approached him, he did not avoid her touch, except that he was stiff.

What a strange child, she murmured in her heart, and then walked towards her Nguyen's open arms with her short legs.

After a while, she heard a tender but dumb voice behind her.

"My name is Shao Ting, He Shao Ting, not a pillar."

She froze suddenly, turning abruptly, staring at the expressionless face, trying to find a familiar feeling from it.

He Shaoting stared at her uncomfortably, hiding unconsciously after Bi Tattoo.

"Baoya?" Ruan called in doubt as she saw her daughter staring straight at the child.

Xu Yanyao didn't hear it, staring at He Shaoting more and more.

This face is less fortitude and more immature. The only thing that is similar is the expression of "no expression".

Will it be him? Would it be the young general, the heroic hero Hou Shaoting who was extremely glorious in life, and who was extremely glorious after his death?

Da Qi established the country. Although the Central Plains war has subsided, the surrounding countries still look at it, repeatedly detaining borders and disturbing the people, and to Emperor Taixi, that is, after the emperor Taizong emperor succeeds in the throne, the royal drive is officially launched, and Daqi and the surrounding tiger and wolf countries officially start the war .

The 16-year-old He Shaoting first emerged in this war.

However, Xu Yanyao would remember him, not because of his undefeated history and regrets that his meritorious service had not yet been completed, but because this man was the first and the only one to evoke the feelings of her boudoir girl.

As for the chance to evoke the feelings of her girl, it is a bit cliché to want to come, but it is the easiest to impress the girl. Yes, that's it-heroes save beauty!

At that time, she was still the eldest son of Emperor Taizong, that is, a young maid in the womb of the Emperor Taizong in the future. Because she was framed at the feast set by the Prince, she made a mistake. If it was not for He Shaoting, who was already expensive at that time, he would simply say The words relieved her, for fear that she would be dragged down by the rod on the spot.

That man is the quietest and most unique one in the bustling and bustling city, but the one who dares not to be underestimated, even if it is the Prince of the East Palace, he deliberately woos him.

He never smiles and rarely talks, sitting there drinking and drinking, creating a scenery of his own, a little careless, as if there is nothing in the world that can care about him.

At that time, she could only take a chance to get a grateful glance at him when she got up, secretly remembered his features in her heart, and then stepped back in shame.

What later? There will be no later. The jealousy and talent, the young general died on the way to the East, mourning the country. After struggling to survive in the harem after the prince was abolished, she went to the palace of the king of Yu, and started step by step from the servant of the king of Yu until she became the lady-in-law who later favored the sixth palace ...

No one can imagine that Xu Shufei, who had turned clouds and rain in the harem before, had a kind heart, and there was a time when the girl was pregnant in spring! Even herself, she was almost going to forget such a past, and even that formidable face was obscured by time.

In the evening, when Tang Songnian returned, Ruan couldn't wait to tell his daughter that he would call his mother and brother the good news. He heard that Tang Songnian was happy and jealous.

He glanced at the embroidered pier being supported by Biwen, lying on the front of Ruan's dressing table and staring at the little girl who looked straight at the copper mirror above him. No matter, even my brother is in front of my father, it really hurts her! "

Ruan smiled and laughed, and continued to pierce his small heart: "I was only in the maiden house, she is also called grandmother!"

Tang Songnian's sour water grunted even more.

Very good, he is the last one in the family.

Xu Yanyao ignored the "old father" who was sour in the water behind her. She frowned and stared at the face in the bronze mirror.

It's okay, although she is still young, her facial features are quite delicate, and it's not worse than her original appearance. But in the end, he was young and carefully fed. The face was round and the meat was a bit more real.

She squeezed the flesh on her face, and there was a moment of sorrow in her heart.

No wonder the old man and Mrs. Bun like to pinch her cheeks. The flesh on this face is too much, soft and slippery. If it is not on her face, she also wants to pinch it from time to time.

This chubby chubby won't leave the impression of a little fat girl in the hearts of future teenage heroes? If this is the case, it might as well be the image of a little palace girl in my last life!

She has a small face, so sad.

Even in this life, there is still no chance to talk with the moonlight heroes in my heart to talk about life and enjoy the wind and snow. At least the best impression in the other person's heart is to be able to save her life to "bear the burden of humiliation" for the old husband. daughter.

When Tang Songnian and Ruan Shi saw the little girl staring curiously at the bronze mirror, she pouted her mouth and laughed for a while, and wrinkled her face as if she was sad. The expressions on her face changed a lot and she laughed a lot.

Tang Songnian didn't hold back. He went forward to take over the little bitter girl who could not help but hold her face. She pressed her face to her and squeezed out the round face in the bronze mirror.

Seeing that the most annoying face suddenly appeared in the mirror, Xu Yanyao was displeased with her small mouth, and stretched out her little hand with meat nests, trying to push that face out of the mirror.

"Go, go away, go away!"

What a nasty old man, Momiya doesn't want to see your face!

With a smile, Tang Songnian let out a half of the mirror, and two large and one small faces appeared in the bronze mirror at the same time.

"This is a bronze mirror. This is Baoya. This is Dad. Well, at first glance, it is the uncle's father and daughter." Tang Songnian said proudly.

It ’s said that mother and daughter, father and daughter, is n’t this little girl just like herself?

Xu Yanyao took a nap and looked at him strangely.

Does this old man have eye problems? Where do these two faces look like? I really want to cry like him!

It is a pity that Tang Songnian couldn't understand her face. When she saw her daughter staring at herself, she felt infinite joy, and couldn't help coaxing her to call her father.

Xu Yanyao directly gave him a back of his head, and stretched out his hand towards Ruan: "Hug."

Ruan smiled and hugged her.

That night, Xu Yanyao had a dream. In the dream, she was assigned to the little palace girl who had been on a short trip in the East Palace. She knelt down on the ground with a white face, her brain was running fast, and she was thinking of various ways to get out of the current predicament.

The gaze that surrounds her is gloating, ridiculous, disdainful, but more indifferent, indifferent to her life or death.

What made her even more desperate was that she didn't wait for her to come up with a solution at all, and the first Prince had said indifferently to her treatment.

"Drag ..."

Her body was trembling slightly because of fear, and when she felt that she was afraid she could not escape, a careless cold voice rang out in the temple.

"What do you kneel there for? Can't you just pour wine for Ben?"

She raised her eyes sharply and looked at the sound. The candlelight shone, the man's eyebrows frowned slightly, his eyes were starry, and Leng Jun's face was slightly displeased.

At that moment, all the light in the temple seemed to be gathering on the person, so dazzling, so warm, as if the cold in her body was driven away at once.

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In a dimly lit room in Houyi West Hospital, six-year-old He Shaoting hugged the gray gown worn by the day in tears. There were several rough stitches in the gown.

Except for this silent crying child, no one knows that in this rough gown are hidden several silver bills of a small denomination and a letter.