The two of them were originally concerned that if Yao Shaoqing were seen by Yan Ze, there would inevitably be another commotion. However, Yan Ze appeared to have vanished from the Yan Mansion.
Yan Cheng's eyebrows furrowed slightly as if the thunderstorms were in the making.
"Did the third young master say where he went?"
The maid who was stopped by him was so frightened that she shook her head and said in a voice as low as a mosquito, "... I don't know, the young master left the house before dinner last night, and he only took one guard with him."
Did you leave the house before dinner last night?
That means he left the Yan Mansion before Yao Shaoqing and Liu Cong came by.
Yan Cheng's eyes became darker. He originally thought that his parents were the reason, why Yan Ze turned out spoiled like in his previous life, but after living with him for a while in this life, he realized that Yan Ze was crooked to his bones.
He is just Incomprehensible and hopeless.
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"Do you like this?"
Song Jinshu lifted the red knot from the table, and the bright red tassels dangled in front of Yao Shaoqing's eyes, attracting most of his attention.
"Jinshu, I want it."
Yao Shaoqing had some difficulty in speaking, and he jumped for each word by word, like a child who had just learned to speak, pointing at his ears with surprise.
"Then put the pillow on your bed, okay?"
Song Jinshu drank medicine continuously for less than half a month. Yan Cheng was worried that he would not recover, so he got medicine candies every day to soothe his throat. Except for the occasional stuttering when he encountered something difficult to say, he was able to communicate with people smoothly.
Yao Shaoqing was smiling a second ago, but after hearing Song Jinshu's words, he immediately hugged the pillow in his arms tightly, his slender eyebrows furrowed, and his face was full of panic.
"No, no."
Yao Shaoqing was frightened. He huddled in a corner in a panic. His newly tied hair was messed up in the struggle. His sleeves were rubbed to his elbows, revealing the shocking blue marks of scars on his wrists and countless of them on his forearms.
"Why are there so many injuries!"
Song Jinshu was so anxious that he forgot that he was heavy now. He had red eyes and bent down to help Yao Shaoqing. But now Yao Shaoqing could not understand what he was talking about. He only thought that he wanted to snatch his child away and rushed to the corner desperately. He shrank back and punched and kicked Song Jinshu.
Seeing that his kick was about to hit Song Jinshu's towering belly, Yan Cheng pushed the door open and entered. His heart stopped in fear, and he quickly pulled the person behind him to protect him tightly.
Yao Shaoqing was a little afraid of Yan Cheng. Although he was still mumbling words they couldn't understand, the movements of his hands slowed down slightly and he allowed Song Jinshu to pull him back to sit on the bed.
The night before yesterday, the maid had been waiting for Yao Shaoqing to take a bath, so he didn't notice that he had so many injuries. Song Jinshu's eyes turned red in anger, and he turned his head and stopped looking at him.
Yao Shaoqing was already exhausted from the quarrel, so he hugged the pillow tightly buried himself in the soft quilt, and fell asleep.
Before Song Jinshu and Yan Cheng could relax and calm down, they heard the maid hurriedly running in, shouting, "It's not good, Second Master! Prince Duan has come to the house with his people!"
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