It was half an hour later that the three little guys fell asleep. The three lay in Yan Jiuchao's arms, their little heads rested in his arms, their chests, their little hands tugged at his clothes, and their eyes were still covered with crystal tears.

"Young Master."

Uncle Wan stepped into the house, "It's almost dawn. Take the young master back to the house. You can go and rest for a while."

I've been tired all night and it's not a bad thing, so it's time to take a break.

Yan Jiuchao didn't say anything, and took the three little guys back to his house and placed them on the soft bed. He used to sleep in a hard bed, but even though the three little soft beds didn't come to him often, he always prepared them.

The three little guys suddenly left their father's arms and rolled up uncomfortable until the three brothers pressed together tightly, and fell asleep again.

Yan Jiuchao has never seen many children, and I wonder if other people's sleeping positions are also like this extremely insecure.

"Young Master?" Uncle Wan reminded him to rest.

Yan Jiuchao's eyes fell on the three sleeping little guys and said lightly, "They are naughty and mischievous, thin and thin. I think it's the mother and son who suffer."

Uncle Wan understood what he meant, it was not the mother and son who suffered, but the three young masters.

Growing up next to a woman who is not a biological mother, and having a good life is a lie. She refused to speak when she was two years old. She hadn't heard them laughing and screaming at the Yu family. He almost thought they were born mutes.

Why all this is? Who knows what kind of suffering they have suffered?

"I have taken it back and I won't suffer any more in the future." Uncle Wan said comfortingly.

"I'm the one who wants to die." Yan Jiuchao said.

Uncle Wan's eyes just glared. Can you not pour cold water on this time? He is so old, so it's not easy? Besides, who is cursing himself like this?

Uncle Wan suppressed his anger and said earnestly, "What did the young master say..."

"Twenty-five, there are two years left, but they can't wait for these two years." Yan Jiuchao interrupted Uncle Wan's words.

Uncle Wan was stunned.

He knew about this the night before the princess married into the Xiao family. If Xiao Zhenting had not tried his best to find a pill to protect his heart, the young master would have gone there at the age of eight, not to mention twenty-five.

The young master endured what he shouldn't have to bear at his age, and so did the King of Yan.

Yan Jiuchao continued, "Who plotted against me? I don't care. For so many years, I hope I will die? Isn't I living in plot?"

Uncle Wan couldn't speak even more.

At the age of eight, poisonous insects crawled out of the bedding at nine... At the age of ten, eleven, there were frightened every year, and there were horrors every year.

After the age of seventeen, the young master grew up and this situation was less common.

Yan Jiuchao said, "But I can't die, at least I can't die so easily. If I can get in the way of their eyes, I can get in the way of their eyes. If I don't feel happy, no one can think of it!"

"Young Master..." Uncle Wan felt heartbroken.

"I thought so before." Yan Jiuchao's tone faded, and he looked at the three sleeping buns, "I can't do it now."

Uncle Wan's eyes lit up. You finally figured it out and decided to cheer up, cure the disease well, and live well?

Yan Jiuchao said, "I want to die, and I have to take everyone to die together!"

Uncle Wan with his mouth froze "..."

Yan Jiuchao tucked the horns of the three little guys, his eyes flashed with the gentleness of a kind father, but his expression was almost crazy. "All of them are dead, the capital will be clean."

...

Yan Jiuchao has two powerful secret guards around him. This matter is not a secret in the capital. After all, Young Master Yan is in a yin and open and upright place, so his secret guards cannot be really dark.

But on this day, the secret guard named Ying Liu disobeyed Young Master Yan and was punished by Young Master Yan for hundreds of big boards. He probably had to spend the next month in the room.

Of course, Ying Liu could not have been beaten up. He went to Gongcheng quietly. He wanted to find out what happened to Yan Ruyu three years ago. Who did she get the three children of Yan Jiuchao from whom.

It is impossible to say that they have not checked Yan Ruyu, but that was in Xuzhou. Xuzhou seemed to be "cleaned" carefully. What they found was something that others hoped they knew.

Now, Gongcheng has entered their sight, Gongcheng should have been "cleaned up" at the same time, but Xuzhou will not be as thorough as it is. After all, no one expected that Yan Jiu Dynasty would find Gongcheng.

As long as they don’t alert the enemy, Ying Liu may be able to find a vacant in Gongcheng.

"Young Master." After lunch, Ying Shisan came to the study.

Yan Jiuchao was watching the toy made by the craftsman for three small breast bags - Kong Mingsuo. When he heard Ying Shisan's voice, he nodded faintly, "What's the matter?"

Ying Shisan thought it was a bit funny to play with such a small toy by a big man like the Young Master. He cleared his throat and said, "Yan Liu has already set off. On Miss Yan, the Young Master, see... do you need some comfort?"

"What are you doing to comfort her?" Yan Jiuchao asked casually.

Ying Shisan said, "You can't let her find out that the young master suspects her. The young master at least uses some handsome tricks and coaxes her first!"

Yan Jiuchao glanced at Ying Shisan indifferently, "I am the young master who cares about her, it is arousing suspicion."

Ying Shisan choked suddenly.

Yes, how could he forget the young master's urination? He is really dedicated to a woman who has nothing to do, that can scare people to death.

I met Miss Yan yesterday. It was Yan Congming who asked for "Eighteen Martial Arts" and "Large of Tongue". The young master "stumbled" back home and in front of his son, it was difficult to disgrace their "grandfather"'s face, so the young master responded to an invitation.

If I were still rushing to give Yan Ruyu's face today, it would be a bit unreasonable.

But why, he always felt that the young master didn’t care about Yan Ruyu because of this? The young master was actually too lazy to care about it!

Even though he should be pretending to be a grandson, he is still a king of heaven. No one else can do this!

Yan Jiuchao suddenly pointed to the two wine jars on the table and said, "Send these wines to Yan's mansion."

"Didn't you say you don't care about Yan Ruyu?" Ying Shisan asked with a dark face.

Yan Jiuchao hummed lightly, "Who said it was given to her?"

Ying Shisan was stunned, "Who is that for?"

"Young Master! Young Master!" A servant came to Mrs. Yan's yard with an excited expression, but he was a male, so the woman who was guarding the gate stopped him.

The servant said angrily, "What are you stopping me? Call out the eldest young master quickly! The shadow guard from the young master's mansion has come! I have sent two jars of wine to our eldest young master!"

In order to be afraid that Yan Ruyu would assassinate him, Yan Xie hid in his mother's yard. When he heard the servant's words, he rushed over in confusion, "What did you say? The Young Master's Mansion has brought me wine?"

The servant and Yourong Yan said, "Yes! Young Master! Shadow Guard sent it in person!"

Where did the servant have the chance to recognize Ying Shisan? Ying Shisan reported to his home.

"Ying, Ying Ying Guard? Young Master Yan's personal guard?" Both secret guards were surnamed Ying. No matter which one, they were Young Master Yan's confidants in the end. How could Yan Jiuchao's confidants give him wine?

"He... didn't say anything?" Yan Xie asked stuttered.

The servant's eyes shone and said, "I said it! It was said that Young Master Yan asked him to give it to him!"

"Young Master Yan asked me to send my elder brother a drink?" The news soon reached Yan Ruyu's yard. Yan Ruyu was hungover and drank the sobering soup, but she was still a little dizzy. After asking this, her head hurts again.

Caiqin said truthfully, “That’s what Lihua said.”

Lihua is the maid in Mrs. Yan's yard and is a fellow villager with Caiqin.

"Do you know what wine is being given?" Yan Ruyu asked.

Caiqin shook her head.

Yan Ruyu wondered, "Why did the young master give my elder brother a drink? Didn't he always look down on my elder brother?"

Mother Lin said, "Maybe it was last night that the young master was moved by the lady...?"

Yan Ruyu thoughtfully said, "What do you mean is that he fell in love with me and began to try to please my family? Then it should start with my parents."

Her father visited him last night, and he should have returned this gift to her father.

Yan Ruyu frowned and said, "No matter how I think about it, I think there is something strange about this."

Lin's mother said earnestly, "Miss, you have been worried. The young master has lost his father since childhood, and his mother has remarried again. There is no adult around him to teach him. How can he know how to make a good deal of etiquette? Being able to give gifts means he is interested. As for whom he gives, the lady doesn't have to care."

Yan Ruyu knew that what Lin’s mother said was not unreasonable, but she couldn’t be happy. On the contrary, she became more and more uneasy. "You said, could it be that I said something after getting drunk last night? He suspected..."

"Miss." Mother Lin winked in time.
Chapter completed!