The moment Yan Jiaojiao heard the words Prince Fu, his hands and feet were cold and his face turned pale.
it's him?
Just to curry favor with him, Yan Hongfei cut off all the tendons and hamstrings of his eldest brother and sent him to his bed?
In the end, Yan Rong was tortured to death?
Thinking of Prince Fu's cold eyes that looked at her just now, Yan Jiaojiao felt that her heart seemed to be blocked by something, so heavy that she couldn't breathe.
"Bright and bright? Bright and bright!"
The Ninth Prince suddenly noticed that Yan Jiaojiao's forehead was covered with dense beads of sweat.
Her hands were clenched into fists, and her usually red face had turned pale. Her mouth was open, her heart was heaving violently, and her eyes were full of fear, as if she had seen some evil ghost.
The Ninth Prince was frightened, "Stop..."
Just as he was about to tell someone to stop the car, his arm suddenly tightened.
When he looked down, he saw that Yan Jiaojiao had grabbed his sleeve.
I don't know how Yan Jiaojiao got such strength from such a small person. One hand grabbed his sleeve tightly, and the flesh on his hand turned white.
[No, don’t call people! 】
Yan Jiaojiao took a breath, but his heart still felt like the wind was blowing on the sea and the huge waves were surging into the sky.
The Ninth Prince had no choice but to keep his mouth shut and did not call the chamberlain in.
"What's wrong with you?" The Ninth Prince looked at Yan Jiaojiao worriedly, "Shall I take you to see the doctor?"
When walking on the street, you can't even think of looking for an imperial doctor, but the medical clinic on the roadside should still be able to do it.
Yan Jiaojiao shook his head and felt a cold feeling on his back. He thought it was because his back was soaked in cold sweat.
She certainly didn't look like she was suffering from a sudden illness.
The Ninth Prince thought for a moment, "Are you doing it because of Prince Fu?"
Yan Jiaojiao let out a loud cry and burst into tears.
"Don't cry, don't cry, tell me what's going on." The Ninth Prince was at a loss for a moment, and frantically wiped Yan Jiaojiao's tears with his hands.
Yan Jiaojiao sobbed.
【He is not a good person. 】
"Yes, it's not a good thing."
In terms of seniority, King Fu was the uncle of the late emperor.
But he was born after the late emperor ascended the throne and was raised by his nephew.
Perhaps because unlike his own son, who would become a threat to his throne in the future, the late emperor was particularly indulgent towards this uncle who was about the same age as his own son.
This also developed the domineering character of King Fu.
Prince Fu completely inherited this temperament from Prince Fu.
He was the only Miaomiao among the nine daughters born to the concubines and concubines of Prince Fu in Prince Fu's palace, and he grew up like a star.
If Prince Fu was just acting arrogantly, then Prince Fu was vicious and vicious.
I heard that the people who served him in Prince Fu's palace were all trembling with fear, fearing that any word or look in their eyes might displease the prince, and thus their lives would be in vain.
But... what does this have to do with Yan Jiaojiao?
Not to mention that she was only a few months old, even the Marquis of Nan'an might not be able to show his face in front of Prince Fu.
The Ninth Prince held Yan Jiaojiao's hand and carefully comforted him, "Don't worry, I will protect you."
【I'm not doing it for myself. 】
"What's going on?" No matter how smart the Ninth Prince is, he can't guess what Yan Jiaojiao is thinking.
Yan Jiaojiao cried until she hiccupped.
How could she tell the Ninth Prince that Prince Fu was really a fatal threat to her elder brother?
[I, I dreamed about him, it was so scary. 】
The Ninth Prince looked at Yan Jiaojiao suspiciously, and he could easily see the clues in her evasive eyes.
This little girl is lying.
Yan Jiaojiao is not the kind of timid person. What could scare her to this point was definitely not as simple as a dream.
However, the Ninth Prince did not ask further questions.
She refused to say it, so he didn't mention it. He just kept it in his mind and planned to find someone to check it out later. Maybe he could find out more.
"Okay, I was shocked. Everything in the dream was all false." The Ninth Prince comforted Yan Jiaojiao.
It’s not fake!
However, after crying for a while, Yan Jiaojiao gradually calmed down.
Originally, Yanrong Yanjing's tragedy all happened after she lost her mother's protection.
Now Ji is living well, but Yan Hongfei has suffered a stroke and is still lying at home unable to move. If he wants to use his son as a stepping stone for his career, I'm afraid he won't be able to do so.
Then I really don't need to be too afraid of Prince Fu.
After the Ninth Prince sent her to Nan'an Marquis Mansion, Mrs. Ji looked at her daughter's red eyes and looked at the Ninth Prince who was speechless for a long time. She secretly felt lucky in her heart and tried to tell herself that this was the prince in front of her, so she must not get angry——
I really can't blame her.
It's one thing for a daughter to win the favor of the royal family, but whenever she goes out with the Ninth Prince, she either encounters an assassin or is obviously crying like this.
If the Ninth Prince hadn't been so young, Ji would have done something to his daughter.
Looking at Ji's eyes, the Ninth Prince knew that he had taken the blame this time.
He was also helpless and couldn't explain it. He squeezed Yan Jiaojiao's hand, gave her a reassuring look, said goodbye to Ji and ran away in a hurry.
"Bao'er, did the Ninth Prince bully you?"
Ji lowered his head.
She also knew that her daughter could understand and even talk to her from her heart.
Yan Jiaojiao shook his head rapidly.
This is not easy to cause misunderstanding.
[Mother, I met Prince Fu. 】
[His eyes are so scary, like poisonous snakes! 】
Prince Fu?
Ji had only heard of its bad reputation, but had never seen it.
But when Yan Jiaojiao said this, Ji felt relieved.
It turned out that he was scared.
Having just suspected the Ninth Prince, Ji felt somewhat guilty.
I took my daughter back to the peony garden, bathed her personally, and fed her goat milk and fruits with my own hands.
The child is several months old and can already eat some scraped fruit puree.
While they were busy, the mother-in-law who was watching outside Taohuawu came and said that Yan Wanwan was ill. Aunt Liu was crying anxiously in Taohuawu.
Yan Wanwan is sick?
Yan Jiaojiao was sitting on the bed wearing a thin red gauze blouse, tilting her head and biting her finger - she didn't mean to bite it herself, she just stuffed it into her mouth without knowing it.
Because her life was going smoothly, she almost forgot about Yan Wanwan.
But I also knew that without Yan Hongfei's help and the jade pendant Liu Xinyue put here, Yan Wanwan would not be able to take away his luck.
Perhaps, getting sick every three days and living in a small courtyard with her aunt was her original destiny.
"Are you really sick?" Ji raised her eyebrows.
Liu Xinyue used her daughter's body to act like a monster, not just once or twice.
Mrs. Ji hated Liu Xinyue so much that she could no longer believe her words.
"I can't tell whether this is true or not. I just heard Miss Wanwan crying non-stop in the yard from time to time."
Ji knocked on the table and said calmly: "In this case, go and ask a doctor to take a look at her."
The mother-in-law wondered: "Aunt Liu said that Miss Wanwan's bones have been in poor health since she was born, and she is afraid that there is something dirty. She thought that someone should go to the temple to pray for a peace charm for Miss Wanwan."
Ji instantly raised her eyes.
Liu Xinyue couldn't bear it anymore?
