The Grand Secretary’s Pampered Wife

Chapter 433 Headroom (Part 1)

Long Yi tried medicines for Xiao Liulang as before, and if one didn't work, he would switch to another one. At the end of the trial, Long Yi's movements became anxious and chaotic.

He seemed to feel that Xiao Liulang's legs and feet couldn't get better.

Dragon Shadow Guard will not cry.

It will not be uncomfortable.

At that moment, Gu Jiao outside the door felt great grief from Long Yi.

...

Xiao Liulang came out after changing his clothes, and said to Gu Jiao who was quietly waiting in the corridor, "I'm done, let's go."

Walk?

Gu Jiao looked at Xiao Liulang in astonishment.

It took him a while to realize that his "Let's go" meant to leave here.

Gu Jiao didn't say that it was best to stay here, she put down the branch in her hand, stood up and looked at him: "Okay."

On the carriage back, Xiao Liulang didn't say a word.

Long Yi didn't show up, but both Xiao Liulang and Gu Jiao knew that he was following the carriage far away.

"Is it because of the princess?" Gu Jiao finally opened her mouth.

Xiao Liulang tried his best to say as usual: "She doesn't want to see me."

That's right, I wouldn't go back to the princess mansion if I wanted to.

Gu Jiao could not refute.

The carriage wobbled on for a while.

Xiao Liulang's face was pale.

For a moment, Gu Jiao couldn't tell whether it was because of the wound on his hand or the wound in his heart.

Gu Jiao thought of the portraits she saw at the Princess Mansion, hesitated for a moment, and asked, "Why?"

What Gu Jiao wanted to ask was, why did you become like this?

Xiao Liulang thought that Gu Jiao was asking why she didn't want to see you.

This is the scar on his heart that has been torn repeatedly, and it is the memory he least wants to touch.

But since she asked.

He just told her.

"Because I'm not her own."

"Her own son is dead."

"because I."

...

Back in Bishui Hutong, the two of them had packed up their emotions, and there was no longer any strangeness on their faces.

After they arrived safely, Long Yi performed lightness kung fu and left quietly. After all, he was Princess Xinyang's secret guard, and his duty was to guard her side.

There were only two classes in the Guozijian this afternoon, Xiao Jingkong dismissed school early, and now he was poking around in front of his house.

Although his pair of small feet stayed within the threshold obediently, his small body was eager to jump out, with his small arms flying behind him, like an emperor penguin eager to see through.

Gu Jiao was suddenly amused by him.

"Jiaojiao?" Xiao Jingkong found Gu Jiao, tilted his head to look at it, and made sure that he was not dazzled, then turned his head and shouted to the Yao family and Mother Fang in the backyard, "Jiaojiao is back! I, I, I... I can go out Already!"

After finishing speaking, she crossed the threshold with short legs, and rushed towards Gu Jiao.

Not surprisingly, Guyo fell again.

It's been a long time since I wrestled, but I'm still very skilled at holding my head.

Holding his little head, he rolled all the way to Gu Jiao's feet.

After rolling, he probably felt that his image as a tough guy had been ruined again. He rolled his eyes and spread out large characters, calling out in a particularly domineering manner, "Jiaojiao."

He is not embarrassed, it is others who are embarrassed.

Others are bad brothers-in-law.

There is no one like this little rascal who touches porcelain.

It's a pity that it's all left over from Xiao Liulang's play.

Without waiting for Gu Jiao to bend over to pick him up, Xiao Liulang grabbed the little guy's skirt and lifted him up.

Oops!

People want to be hugged tenderly!

Not you!

Xiao Liulang carried the little guy into the yard.

He lost his hand stick, but after all, he was stronger than before, and it didn't make the little guy fall off, but the moment he entered the main room, his right foot couldn't support it anymore.

Gu Jiao hugged Xiao Jingkong in time, and supported him with the other hand, saving him from the embarrassment and embarrassment of falling.

Feeling his weak right foot, Xiao Liulang clenched his fist imperceptibly.

Gu Jiao didn't tell the family that Xiao Liulang was captured by the assassin, she just said that he was on a business trip, and the original plan was that he would recover from his injuries at Princess Xinyang's side, so there was no need to tell the family.

However, he came back early, so he couldn't hide the injury.

"Liu Lang is back, this time on a business trip..." Sure enough, Yao Shi had only half-spoken when he noticed his stiff right hand, "Liu Lang, your hand..."

Xiao Liulang said nonchalantly: "When I was on a business trip, I accidentally fell and knocked on the gap in the steps. I bleed a little. I'm fine now."

There were also a dozen stitches.

Gu Jiao added in her heart.

It's a pity that her husband has such beautiful hands. If there are scars, she will chop off the murderer's hand!

Xiao Liulang's wrist was wrapped with gauze, Yao couldn't really remove the gauze to check his injury, so he believed that it was just an ordinary scratch, but it was distressing after all, so he asked Mother Fang to cook a pot of pork knuckle soup, To make up for him.

Xiao Liulang: "..."

Xiao Liulang still needed to infuse a bottle today, and Gu Jiao hung the bottle on the bookshelf behind the Westinghouse desk, and Xiao Liulang read a book while infusing.

Not long after, Xiao Jingkong walked over holding a portrait in both hands.

He is still very short, and he has to stand on tiptoes to protrude half of his small head from behind the desk.

He simply walked around the desk, came to Xiao Liulang's side, tilted his head and asked Xiao Liulang, "Do you have a younger brother?"

Xiao Liulang didn't look up, and continued to flip through the Yan Guo arithmetic book under his hand: "Why do you ask that?"

Xiao Jingkong looked at Xiao Heng in the portrait: "This person looks like you!"

Xiao Liulang's expression paused, he turned his head, and saw Xiao Jingkong holding a painting in his hand.

He immediately recognized the people in the portrait, the five-year-old him and the young Princess Xinyang.

His fingers clenched slightly: "Where did you get the portrait?"

"It's in Jiaojiao's basket." Xiao Jingkong tilted his head and said, "Your younger brother is prettier than you! Your younger brother can laugh, but you can't!"

Xiao Heng in the portrait smiled innocently, as if all the happiness in the world was obtained by him alone, the joy in his eyes almost overflowed.

This is Xiao Heng from before.

Looking at himself and Princess Xinyang in the portrait, Xiao Liulang was in a trance.

Mother kindness and son filial piety seem to have been away from him for a long time, and looking back suddenly, it seems like a lifetime away.

In the afternoon, Princess Xinyang had a heart attack and passed out in the Princess Mansion.

Worried about delaying the timing of treatment, Yujin simply sent Princess Xinyang to the hospital.

Gu Jiao was snatched away by Long Yi again, the feeling was so sour.

Princess Xinyang took the anti-heart failure drugs from the research institute, and her condition was well relieved and controlled. The reason why she fainted was not a heart attack, but because she hadn't slept all night, was overworked, and her blood sugar was too low.

Gu Jiao gave some glucose to Princess Xinyang.

It was evening when Princess Xinyang woke up. She opened her eyes and found herself lying in a strange room with a round head beside the bed.

She opened her mouth and asked hoarsely, "Where is this?"

Xiao Qingkong, who was squatting on the ground playing marbles, raised his head and looked at her with big eyes blinking: "The benefactor, are you awake? You are in the medical clinic, this is Jiaojiao's room, and you are sleeping on Jiaojiao's bed. How do you feel? Is there any discomfort? Jiaojiao said, if you are not feeling well, I will tell her, she will sit in front of the doctor."

I was formally notified last night that the explosive update was cancelled.

I thought I would save the manuscript until February, well, I don’t need to save it now.

Coincidentally, my family has been really busy recently, so let's save the meager manuscripts in my hand for the New Year.