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After getting off the tower, Zhao Ying asked people to take the two children to Tingwei's mansion.
The two children were very thin and their clothes were too thin. The two soldiers who sent them to the hospital took off their own coats to wrap them up.
They had a high fever and their faces were very red. They were frightened and curious after being brought into Tingwei's mansion. They must have never seen such a luxurious and beautiful house since they were children.
The child had never seen the world and didn¡¯t know Zhao Ying¡¯s identity, so he only looked at him with dark, watery eyes.
"How dare you not kneel down and salute when you see His Highness the Crown Prince!?"
Song Qingfeng scolded sternly, raised his hand and used a whisk to sweep the shorter child to the ground.
The older children immediately knelt down and kowtowed and shouted: "Please forgive me, His Majesty the Prince, please forgive me!"
Another child also knelt down and kowtowed.
Zhao Ying raised his hand slightly to signal Song Qingfeng not to do anything to the child again, held his head and asked: "What are your names?"
The older child said: "My name is Zhang Hai and his name is Jiang Meng."
"To answer His Highness's question, first of all, I have to say back to His Highness, and then I have to call myself a 'slave', do you understand?"
Song Qingfeng reminded him coldly. His voice was shrill and his face was cold and gloomy. Both children were frightened. Zhang Hai, the older one, had the courage to protect Jiang Meng behind him and said in a trembling voice: "Iwe remember Stay tuned, I will pay attention to it in the future."
You still dare to talk about me?
Song Qingfeng narrowed his eyes, and the sinister evil spirit leaked out. Zhang Hai turned pale and said, "I know my mistake!"
"Okay," Zhao Ying stopped after admiring the two children's reactions. Song Qingfeng quickly restrained his momentum and bent over Zhao Ying, his flattery clearly revealed. Zhao Ying looked at the two children. He said, "You will recuperate here for the next few days, and when you recover, you will stay with me."
"But my mother and my sister"
Before Jiang Meng could finish his words, Zhang Hai covered his mouth. Zhang Hai pressed his head and kowtowed to Zhao Ying and said, "I am willing to follow His Highness the Crown Prince. Thank you for Your Highness the Crown Prince's grace!"
This kid can barely be considered smart, and as expected, all bastards are born slaves.
Zhao Ying¡¯s eyes flashed with satisfaction and he said to Song Wan, ¡°Arrange for them to stay.¡±
"yes."
Song Wan took the two children to the backyard. Jiang Meng was more seriously ill and kept leaning on Zhang Hai. He would cough a few times from time to time. Song Wan heard Zhang Hai whisper to comfort him: "Xiao Meng, don't be afraid, let's Now that I have such a big house to live in, my illness will be cured soon after I take the medicine."
Zhang Hai is only seven or eight years old, but he is already so sensible that it makes people feel bad.
Song Wan took them to the guest room in the west courtyard and said softly: "You guys will stay here for the next few days. I will bring the quilt soon. Where is the medicine the doctor prescribed for you? Bring it and I will boil it for you."
Song Wan¡¯s voice was thin and soft. Zhang Hai relaxed a little and said, ¡°There are a lot of patients in that medical center. There are no doctors to treat us yet, and we don¡¯t have medicine.¡±
Are there too many patients or no one wants to help them diagnose and treat them?
Song Wan saw through it but didn¡¯t say anything. He rubbed Zhang Hai¡¯s head and said, ¡°Then I¡¯ll tell His Highness the Crown Prince and ask him to send someone to ask for a doctor immediately.¡±
After Song Wan was about to leave, her sleeves tightened. Zhang Hai grabbed her sleeves and looked at her eagerly and asked: "Sister, when we recover, can you let the Crown Prince let us go? My father is lame. His legs can¡¯t do much work, and if I¡¯m not with him, no one will take care of him.¡±
Zhang Hai spoke very carefully. Song Wan's chest felt heavy, as if he was being pressed by a boulder and he was out of breath.
Zhang Hai asked the wrong person.
Song Wan can hardly protect himself now, let alone plead for him.
Song Wan never answered. Zhang Hai realized his abruptness and let go of his hand.
His hands were full of dirt, leaving a dirty fingerprint on the hem of Song Wan's skirt. He was so embarrassed that he cried and said, "Sister, I'm sorry, I I'll help you wash it off."
Song Wan knelt down in front of Zhang Hai and pulled out his hand hidden behind his back.
His hands were so thin that there were almost only bones left, but the upper fingers were swollen like carrots from the cold, and his arms were densely covered with frostbite, which was shocking.
This doesn¡¯t look like a normal child¡¯s hand.
Song Wan's eyes were a little hot, and Zhang Hai kept apologizing. Song Wan tried his best to smile and said: "Sister, I don't blame you. It's not a big deal if the clothes are dirty. Sister will immediately prepare hot water and clean clothes for you to wash." Finished, you¡¯ll have a hot meal right awayp; Jiang Meng blinked his eyes and showed an expectant smile.
After writing the letter, Zhang Hai carefully folded it and then solemnly handed it to Gu Yanting and said, "Master Gu, when I grow up, can you accept me as your soldier?"
Gu Yanting put the letter in his arms, glanced at Zhang Hai, and asked, "Don't you still want to take care of your father?"
Zhang Hai said: "Thenthen I will marry a daughter-in-law first, and I will give her all the food and salary given to me by the court."
Gu Yanting did not agree with this approach and said bluntly: "Let's wait until you take care of your father until he dies."
Is this what you should say to a seven or eight-year-old child?
Song Wan couldn't help but glance at Gu Yanting. Gu Yanting seemed to be reminded by her and said: "My soldiers are very self-disciplined. They will practice consciously even if they are not in the military camp. They can also keep the military regulations in mind and not violate them. If If you can¡¯t take care of yourself, you don¡¯t have to come to me to humiliate yourself in the future.¡±
Zhang Hai immediately said: "Don't worry, sir, I will definitely come to my senses!"
Song Wan, who was insinuated, touched the tip of his nose uncomfortably.
She also wants to be self-disciplined, but she really can't change her fear of cold for a while.
Bai He brought the food. The two children had not eaten hot food for a long time. They did not care about anything else and immersed themselves in eating. Song Wan sent Gu Yanting out. Seeing that his clothes were a little dirty, he couldn't help but ask: "It's rare for adults to come back once, but do you want to take a shower and change clothes before leaving?"
Gu Yanting said directly: "No need."
¡°If Zhao Ying hadn¡¯t caused this incident, he would never have returned to Tingwei¡¯s Mansion, and of course he would not have known that Zhao Ying had moved directly into Tingwei¡¯s Mansion.
Thinking of Zhao Ying's performance on the tower, Gu Yanting tilted his head and warned Song Wan: "It's not peaceful recently, so you should pay more attention to yourself."
Song Wan lowered his head and said obediently: "This slave will not cause trouble, sir, please rest assured."
She is indeed not a trouble-maker, but that doesn't mean things won't happen to her.
But it¡¯s useless to worry. She always has to face some things. After all, he can¡¯t tie her to his waist all the time.
Gu Yanting responded without saying anything. The two came to the front hall. Zhao Ying was drinking tea. He lazily raised his eyes and looked at Gu Yanting and asked, "Did Mr. Gu see someone? Is there any problem?"
Gu Yanting did not answer, but cupped his hands and said, "I have to go out of the city, so I won't disturb His Highness from handling official business."
"No hurry," Zhao Ying sat up slightly, "Since Captain Gu is back, why not accompany me to have a meal. My father ordered me to handle this matter with full authority. You just want to tell me in detail about the situation outside the city. What exactly is going on.¡±
Gu Yanting only thought that Zhao Ying came out of the palace to inspect the palace on a whim. He did not expect that he would take over the matter with full authority, so he said with a straight face: "Okay."
Zhao Ying asked Gu Yanting to take a seat. Before starting to talk about business, he glanced at Song Wan and said, "Why don't you back down?"
"My slave, please retire."
Song Wan exited the front hall, just in time to see the Royal Forest Army bringing the doctor in, and he hurriedly led the doctor to the guest room to diagnose and treat Zhang Hai and Jiang Meng.
Zhang Hai and Jiang Meng regained some energy after eating, but they still looked unhappy. Bai He helped them apply chilblain medicine and burned charcoal to keep them warm. The two sat together obediently and let the doctor diagnose and treat them.
The two of them had high fever, severe frostbite, malnutrition, and some miscellaneous problems. After the doctor made the diagnosis, his face became a little solemn. He prescribed a prescription and asked Bai He to get the medicine. Song Wan sent the doctor out and asked tentatively: "Doctor, their How is it going?"
The doctor shook his head and said, "The older one is fine, but the younger one has tuberculosis. I'm afraid it's more likely to be bad than good."
Song Wan was stunned, and then asked: "He is so young, how could he get tuberculosis?"
The doctor said: "What's wrong with his young age? If he was shocked in his mother's womb, it wouldn't be surprising to get any kind of disease."
Song Wan pursed her lips. The doctor was right. Wasn't she also born with a weak condition?
After seeing the doctor off, Song Wan returned to the guest room.
When Bai He didn't come back from boiling medicine, Zhang Hai and Jiang Meng were lying on the bed and whispering. Seeing Song Wan come back, they all raised their heads with smiles on their faces.
Inexplicably, Song Wan thought of the two people who were shot and killed by Zhao Ying under the city tower.
When those two people died, they should have thought about letting these two children live.
Jiang Meng coughed twice more. Song Wan walked to the bed and sat down, gently rubbing Jiang Meng's head. Jiang Meng asked cautiously: "Sister, can you bring my mother and sister in? They I'm also sick. I heard an uncle say"
"Xiao Meng!"
Zhang Hai interrupted Jiang Meng eagerly. Jiang Meng shrank and his eyes became watery.
Song Wan looked at Zhang Hai and said, "I won't spread what you said to others. You don't have to be afraid. You can tell me whatever you want to say."
Zhang Hai hesitated, and Jiang Meng cried and said: "An uncle said that we will kill people, and they will bury my mother and sister. I don't want it, wuwuwu."
Song Wan¡¯s eyelids twitched, and he had a very bad premonition in his heart. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com)Go, don't be afraid, you can tell me whatever you want to say. "
Zhang Hai hesitated, and Jiang Meng cried and said: "An uncle said that we will kill people, and they will bury my mother and sister. I don't want it, wuwuwu."
Song Wan¡¯s eyelids twitched, and he had a very bad premonition in his heart. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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