After time travel, the imperial concubine becomes a celebrity herself

Yan Qi didn't know how she was feeling right now, the moment she saw Yan Lang, it was as if she had found her own home.

He and Yan Lang haven't seen each other for a long time, and the last time they met was in a video call.

That day, I just got off the school bus of the kindergarten. As soon as I entered the door, before I had time to take off my schoolbag, Fang Hong dragged me directly into the room.

He hadn't changed into new clothes for a long time at home, and that day he actually wore a new one for the first time.

"Put on this dress." Fang Hong's eyes were full of disdain and viciousness, she looked at Yan Qi as if he had committed some heinous crime.

"Okay." Yan Qi knew that no matter what he did, he might be beaten and scolded by Fang Hong. He thought about resisting before, but after a long time, he realized that it was impossible for him to beat her. .

His favorite home turned into someone else's house and was maliciously occupied by his aunt. At that time, he didn't even know what was right and what was wrong.

All I know is that my aunt was very kind to him before, but now she treats him like this, it must be because of something she did not do well, that's why she is angry.

"I don't know what's going on with that brother of yours. He really wants to see you!" Fang Hong cursed and threw the clothes on Yan Qi's body, "Let me tell you, if you say something in a while, you shouldn't Don't blame me for being rude!"

Yan Qi was dragged by Fang Hong's ears, she looked a little listless, her eyes were dull.

But when he heard that his brother was going to meet him, his eyes were full of light, and his bleak life finally ushered in his own sun.

When the video call was about to be connected, Yan Qi fidgeted agitatedly, and Fang Hong held his shoulders with a false smile on her face.

"Sit down! Don't move around!" Fang Hong cursed, stretched out her hand and twisted Yan Qi's waist, and tears filled Yan Qi's eyes in pain.

But he could only grit his teeth to keep himself from crying.

It's okay, it's okay, I'm going to see my brother soon, Yan Qi, you are the strongest, you must not cry.

In this family, even if Yan Qi used a piece of paper, he would be scolded. Even if he shed tears, he didn't dare to reach for the paper, so he had to use his sleeve to wipe it carelessly.

"What are you doing?!" Fang Hong slapped Yan Qi's arm off, frowning and looking at the sleeves of the clothes soaked in tears, "The new clothes are just for you to wipe your tears like this?!"

Angrily, Fang Hong grabbed Yan Qi's wrist, picked up a steel ruler her daughter had placed on the table, and struck down on his palm.

"I bought you a new dress, is this what you use?!" Fang Hong cursed, and when she hit the ruler on her hand, tears welled up in Yan Qi's eyes again.

The woman in front of him was no longer the aunt who loved and spoiled him when he was a child. Since his parents passed away, Fang Hong's various actions were enough to prove the purpose of what she did before.

The ruler in Fang Hong's hand fell into Yan Qi's palm again and again, hitting him so painfully that he couldn't cry out, and wanted to withdraw his hand, but Fang Hong's grip was tighter, and the force of the beating became even stronger. .

——Dididi!

Fang Hong's phone on the table suddenly lit up, and the note on it was Yan Lang.

"Mom, stop calling." Fang Hong's daughter picked up the phone and looked at it, and quickly stopped Fang Hong's movements, "My cousin is calling."

Glancing at Yan Qi, Fang Hong's daughter handed Fang Hong the phone.

Panting, Fang Hong put down the steel ruler in her hand, took the mobile phone handed over by her daughter, and took a breath.

"Take this little brat to your room and wash his face." Fang Hong confessed, "When you come out, don't let Yan Lang see anything wrong, so that he won't worry."

Fang Hong's daughter didn't do this kind of thing less often, she dragged Yan Qi's arm to her room with ease, and took him to the bathroom.

"Hurry up and wash up. When I see brother Lang later, don't let him see your face covered with tears." Speaking in Fang Hong's tone, she felt aloof, as if she was the one. Like the hostess of the house.

Yan Qi was still relatively short, and couldn't reach the sink above. When tiptoeing to reach the faucet, she accidentally knocked over the bottles and cans on the shelf. Although they were all made of glass, the contents inside They are all beloved by Fang Hong's daughter.

"Yan Qi, have you eaten the guts of a bear's heart?!" With a roar, Fang Hong's daughter grabbed Yan Qi by the ear and pulled him aside, Yan Qi's head hit the solid wall directly, making a muffled sound .

With her back against the wall, Yan Qi slowly slid and sat on the ground, holding her little head, looking at her sister in horror.

The expression on her face looked really scary. Yan Qi sat on the ground, trying hard to shrink herself into a ball, but the flesh on her stomach made it impossible for him to weaken his sense of existence.

"Auntie, how is your health recently?" Yan Lang on the other end of the phone had a gentle voice, and his attitude towards Fang Hong was still the same as usual.

Fang Hong's eyes wandered for a moment, and she raised her eyes to look upstairs. She didn't hear any movement above, so she smiled at the phone and chatted with Yan Lang familiarly.

"It's all good, your little uncle is not off work yet, otherwise you can see him."

Fang Hong and Yan Lang chatted pretty well, and he didn't directly say that he wanted to talk to Yan Qi after he answered the phone, which made Fang Hong feel relieved.

However, Fang Hong kept looking upstairs while speaking, which aroused Yan Lang's curiosity.

"Auntie, is there anything you need to do?"

Fang Hong quickly retracted her gaze, looked at Yan Lang with a smile, and had already figured out how to explain it in her mind.

"Ah, it's all right." Fang Hong walked to the small garden next to the living room with her mobile phone, and turned the camera around, "My aunt recently planted some flowers and plants for Yan Qi. That child doesn't like to move around, so let him Tidying up the flowers and plants from time to time is like exercising."

The small garden outside was carefully taken care of by Yan Lang and Yan Qi's mother before. Since his mother passed away, he has never had the heart to take care of it. Looking at the lush greenery outside, Yan Lang also feels that Much better.

"Did Yan Qi quarrel with you and refuse to clean up?" My younger brother knew that Yan Qi didn't like to move since she was a child, let alone such things that needed weeding and watering.

"Be diligent. Recently, Yan Qi is very obedient, she does what she says, she is very good!" Fang Hong felt a little uneasy when she heard Yan Lang's question.

"That's good." Yan Lang chuckled, and there was a sudden silence between the two of them. Under the somewhat awkward atmosphere, the noise from upstairs sounded even harsher.

"Wow--"

It sounded like a child crying. When Fang Hong heard it, her expression was completely wrong. She raised her head subconsciously and looked towards the room on the second floor. Fang Hong's face was a little strange.

"Auntie?" Yan Lang turned up his voice on this side of the call, and heard the voice on the other side more clearly, like... Yan Qi's cry?

Yan Lang knew he shouldn't think so, but this sudden cry inevitably reminded him of Yan Qi.

"Ah?" Fang Hong was called out by Yan Lang, and she quickly looked away, looking at the camera, her eyes flustered.

"Did something happen?" Yan Lang pressed his earphone lightly a few times, "Why does it sound like someone is crying, is it Yan Qi's voice?"

Naturally, Fang Hong could only pretend that she didn't know, and walked upstairs.

"Wait a minute, Yan Lang, Auntie, go up and have a look." Fang Hong smiled and explained to Yan Lang, "Yan Qi went to play with Ming Ming just now, and the two of them probably started arguing again because of the toys, don't worry , I'll go take a look now."

After Fang Hong finished speaking, she put the phone aside and went into Zhang Ming's room by herself.

As soon as she entered, she heard Zhang Ming scolding, Fang Hong pushed open the bathroom door, and found Yan Qi sitting on the ground, Zhang Ming grabbed his ear.

"I asked you to take him up to wash his face, what are you doing?!" Fang Hong slapped Zhang Ming on the back in a fit of frustration, causing Zhang Ming to cry out in pain.

Puckering her mouth, looking at Yan Qi who was sitting on the ground, Zhang Ming's hatred for him became even stronger.

This was the first time my mother hit herself because of Yan Qi, and it was all because of this evil spirit!
Zhang Ming was so wronged, he looked at Fang Hong indignantly, and then at Yan Qi who was sitting on the ground, and then wept.

Fang Hong looked at the two annoying spirits in front of her, and felt that one was bigger than the other.

"Okay, don't cry!" Fang Hong was so annoyed that she couldn't help shouting.

Yan Qi had never dared to cry, but now that she yelled at her, she suddenly started hiccupping in fright.

After Zhang Ming heard it, he felt even more wronged in his heart, looked at Fang Hong, and cried even harder.

Yan Qi didn't quite remember how the video call went on that day, he only remembered seeing Yan Lang and hearing that he was going back to China soon.

However, all of a sudden, there was no news from him, and after nearly half a year, he couldn't be contacted. Fang Hong, who was a little nervous at first, gradually became more and more serious.

When Yan Lang saw the retainer tied to Yan Qi's arm, his heart ached.

How did Yan Qi come here during the time he was not in the country?
"Xiaoqi..." Yan Lang followed Leng Ying into the ward, and even felt that his breathing was stagnant, "Brother is back."

Yan Lang took a few steps forward, putting his hands by his side, he didn't know what to do, he wanted to hug Yan Qi and comfort him, but he couldn't do it.

"Brother—" Yan Qi couldn't help crying when she saw Yan Lang.

Rong Xigu was still drinking the guava juice that Aunt Chen had just poured for him. Seeing this scene, his heart was sore. He lost his hands and dropped the glass on the ground, spilling the juice all over the floor.