The Miracle Doctor's Two-Face Toddler

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841 Old Ancestor Sikong, Hungry Little Gu

Yan Jiuchao was accompanying three little black eggs in his room. The little black eggs had just taken a shower and were not wearing their clothes properly. They were running around the room naked.

Yan Jiuchao carried them one in each hand to the stool.

“Sit properly,” he said angrily.

With that, he took a few small clothes and began to carefully put them on his sons. Even though he had become a Ghost King, some things were still imprinted into his instincts. For example, he doted on Yu Wan, or he took care of the little black eggs.

While Stinky Daddy was putting on Dabao’s clothes, Xiaobao stretched out a little foot and slowly tapped the ground. He slid down the stool and glanced at Stinky Daddy. Seeing that Stinky Daddy was not paying attention to him, he ran towards the door!

He stepped out with one short leg. Just as he was about to step out with the other, a powerful internal energy sucked him back and he was firmly grabbed in his stinky father’s hand.

Yan Jiuchao grabbed the clothes on Yan Xiaobao’s back as if he was holding a little baby.

Xiaobao sighed helplessly and lowered his head, giving up resisting.

Yan Jiuchao placed Xiaobao on the stool and began to put on Er’bao’s clothes.

Xiaobao fled again. In the end, he was naturally caught by Yan Jiuchao again.

Daddy was really not cute!

The three little black eggs put on their clothes, held hands, and jumped to look for their mother.

When Shadow Thirteen entered the room, Yan Jiuchao was flipping through a few books that he had taken out from the Sikong family’s library. Although this identity seemed ridiculous, it had actually given the two of them a lot of convenience. For example, these few Asura secret manuals that even the Ghost Clan could not find.

Their Asura was the most talented Asura. However, if there were no martial arts manuals suitable for him, he would be like an unpolished jade that could not be carved, and it would be difficult for him to unleash his greatest strength.

“Young Master.” Shadow Thirteen bowed. “What are you looking at?”

Yan Jiuchao closed the book and handed it to him. “Give it to Grandma.”

“Yes.” Shadow Thirteen brought the secret manual over.

“What’s the matter?” Yan Jiuchao asked when he saw that he had not left.

Shadow Thirteen told him about Ancestor Sikong and Saintess Lan Yi. “… Consort Yun’s father might not be a member of the Shen family, but the ancestor of the Sikong family. I’m worried that the Saintess will also discover this secret and pretend to be Young Madam to enter the Nether Mountain to acknowledge her family.”

Acknowledging it was a small matter. They were afraid that after she did, she would use Ancestor Sikong to deal with them. With her current face, the chances of her getting away with it were really not small.

The three little black eggs could recognize Yu Wan because Yu Wan did not change at all in terms of her figure and posture. Even if it was just her back view, they could still recognize her.

That might not be the case for Ancestor Sikong.

Yan Jiuchao tapped his fingertips on the table. “Prepare the carriage.”

The moon was bright and the stars were sparse. The Nether Mountain was silent.

With Huazhi’s help, the Saintess successfully entered the Sikong Manor and arrived at the foot of the Nether Mountain through the secret passageway.