Facial paralysis general's request for a child

"Nonsense, didn't you come out before me? It's all my fault. If I listen to you, you won't lose too much blood and fall asleep for so long if you come back as soon as you leave the prime minister's mansion."

Looking at Wei Qingyan apologetically, Sun Fengbai choked up and said.

"Fool, you are also worried about me."

Wei Qingyan's face was still pale, and he was a little tired after saying these words, Sun Fengbai hurriedly put his hands back under the quilt,

"You rest well, I will be by your side with you."

"kindness."

When General Wei was sick, although the expression on his face was still rigid, it was a little more fragile, which made Sun Fengbai heartbroken.

In the next few days, Sun Fengbai stayed by the bed every day. Wei Qingyan felt sorry for him, so he pulled him to bed and lay down with him. The three little guys except the biggest Ling'er would occasionally make trouble, the other two little guys seemed to be As if I couldn't get enough sleep, I fell asleep in the shaker all day.

When Wei Qingyan got better, although Sun Fengbai didn't want to mention it, he was still worried about the safety of Zhuge Yunfeng and Xiaobei, so he asked Wei Qingyan what happened that day.

It turned out that Zhuge Zhi had already transferred Zhuge Yunfeng to the place where he was being held. When Wei Qingyan and Xiaobei found the dungeon that day, what they saw was not Zhuge Yunfeng but a group of men in black.The two sides fought immediately. Although Xiaobei was seriously injured, he took the Resurrection Pill, so the offensive was fierce.

The two finally escaped from the dungeon, but found that there were more people in black in the yard, and more and more scars on the two of them during the fight. Wei Qingyan wanted to run with Xiao Bei, but because there were too many people, Xiaobei blocked Wei Qingyan's sword abruptly, and then even covered him to leave.

"Xiao Bei blocked the sword for you?"

"kindness."

General Wei closed his eyes and said in a deep voice:

"He is actually at the end of his battle. He was seriously injured, took the Resurrection Pill, and gathered his energy rapidly, almost exhausting the last energy in his body. After three hours, his energy will be lost. Even if he recovers, his body will also Weaker than ordinary people."

"Then it seems..."

Sun Fengbai did not continue, but he also knew what happened to Xiaobei.If it is said that after recovery, they will be weaker than ordinary people, then helping Wei Qingyan block that sword, the chances of surviving are even smaller.

Because of this news, Sun Fengbai's mood also fell to the bottom, and he looked down at the open space in front of him in a daze.

In fact, after Sun Fengbai came here, he also experienced the panic of dying. When he was chased by Zhuge Yunfeng and Xiaobei in Qingshan Temple, he fell into the dry well. He thought he would die, but he was rescued in the end up.However, Xiaobei, the master who was waving a sharp sword and chasing himself and Wei Qingyan in a panic, may have turned into white bones at this moment.

Speaking of Xiaobei, Sun Fengbai naturally thought of Zhuge Yunfeng, and suddenly thought of a sentence that he read from nowhere, the person who loved him the most in this world has gone.

Wei Qingyan's wound has been recovering steadily since he woke up. Because of excessive blood loss, Sun Fengbai always asked the kitchen to cook all kinds of bloody vegetables, or liver.As the ancients said, there is always nothing wrong with complementing form with form.

Seeing that Wei Qingyan's face became more and more ruddy, Sun Fengbai was not relieved, but was even more worried, because he knew that once Wei Qingyan recovered, he would definitely go to rescue Zhuge Yunfeng again.

But the last time Xiao Bei led the way, both of them died and the other was seriously injured. Now without Xiao Bei, how thrilling it would be!

Sun Fengbai didn't dare to think about it and didn't want to think about it, but when he was eating, he would unconsciously look at Wei Qingyan in a daze.

This day, Wei Qingyan felt that his body was much refreshed, and he was about to go to the yard to practice for a while with a sword in his hand. Sun Fengbai watched him go out and didn't stop him, just lowered his head and thought about something.

"Fengbai?"

General Wei, who had been going back and forth, looked at Sun Fengbai who was not quite right recently, and called out softly.

"kindness?"

"What's the matter with you recently?"

"No, no."

Looking away, Sun Fengbai felt that Wei Qingyan was still looking straight at him, and sighed softly,

"Actually, I was just thinking, when you recover, are you going to save Yunfeng?"

"That's natural. Yunfeng's life or death is unknown. I must rescue him. If it wasn't for his father back then, I'm afraid I wouldn't be here now."

Wei Qingyan frowned, remembering what happened before.

"You go to practice swords, I'll go see Ling'er and the others."

Recently, because of taking care of Wei Qingyan, Sun Fengbai doesn't have much time to take care of the children, and just visits occasionally.

When I came to the rocker, the two little guys were still sleeping as expected, their wrinkled little faces had long been rounded, and the two little guys were wearing a lot of clothes, and they looked like two round balls under the quilt .

"Ha ha……"

Looking at Wei Ling on the low couch, Sun Fengbai looked at the little guy in the shaker again. Only then did he realize that Ling'er had grown so fast. It was good that there was no comparison on weekdays. Now the comparison immediately showed the little guy's huge.

"Little Mantou, you are really a big brother, you are almost becoming a big Mantou."

Picking up the little guy, Sun Fengbai put his hands on the little guy's face with his nose.

With a small grin, a bright smile bloomed on the little guy's white and tender face, and two small dimples were faintly visible because of the amount of flesh on his face.

Holding the little guy to the door, seeing General Wei practicing sword in the yard, Sun Fengbai pointed at him and said to the little boy,

"Little Mantou, that's your big dad, isn't he very handsome, Ling'er will be so handsome when he grows up!"

Following Sun Fengbai's line of sight, the little guy stared with round eyes, then smiled again, clapping with two chubby little hands, very happy.

"Oh, ah, oh."

A string of strange syllables uttered by the little guy attracted Sun Fengbai's attention,

"Little Mantou, what are you talking about? Oh, ah, oh?"

"Oh, ah, ah, oh."

The little guy opened his mouth wide, uttered another string of syllables, and then turned to look at General Wei.

"kindness?"

He listened carefully again, but still didn't hear anything. Sun Fengbai walked to the door and sat directly on the threshold. The snow in the yard had already melted, and the snow water slid across the branches, and then fell drop by drop.

"Did Ling'er hear the sound of water dripping on the ground, drip, drip, drip..."

Holding the little guy and looking around, Sun Fengbai didn't care whether he understood or not, and introduced to the little guy little by little.

"Ah... one... ha one..."

The little guy shouted along with Sun Fengbai, but the tone was very chaotic.

Finally realizing that the little guy seemed to have a strong desire to speak out today, Sun Fengbai squinted his eyes, stared at the little guy for a while, then raised his eyebrows and said:

"Little Mantou, tell daddy honestly, do you want to learn to speak?"

Turning his head to look around, his mouth was still babbling, but the little guy ignored Sun Fengbai.

"Come on, let's learn from Dad first."

Putting the little guy on his lap and laying flat, Sun Fengbai looked down at the little guy who seemed to be frightened by the sudden change of position, and said patiently:

"Father... Come on, come along, Dad..."

"all……"

"No, it's dad..."

After repeated corrections over and over again, the little guy found that he could only lie down after a while, and his hands and feet began to move restlessly.

In the end, Sun Fengbai could hardly hold him, so he got up and carried the little guy back and forth.

General Wei had stopped practicing swords at some point, and came to the two father and son,

"Feng Bai, what were you doing just now?"

Seeing that Wei Qingyan was sweating on his forehead, Sun Fengbai handed him the little guy in his arms to hold, while he went into the room and took a cloth towel and came out, tiptoeing to wipe off the sweat on Wei Qingyan's forehead little by little.

"I'm teaching Little Mantou to speak."

"Huh? Ling'er can talk?!"

General Wei was very excited, he lifted the little guy up with both hands,

"Ling'er, call me daddy."

Helplessly looking at General Wei who was half obedient, Sun Fengbai quickly explained:

"The little guy can't speak yet, so I'm teaching him."

"Is it?"

General Wei was a little disappointed, but soon cheered up again,

"Ling'er will definitely learn it soon!"

"how do you know?"

Seeing the certainty he said, Sun Fengbai also became curious about the reason, maybe there is some secret recipe for teaching the baby to speak here.

"Because Ling'er is smart!"

……

Sun Fengbai really wanted to pretend he didn't hear General Wei's unsubstantiated affirmation of his son. Although he also thought that Ling'er would be a smart little thing, he still found it quite funny to hear Wei Qingyan's so certainty.

When the little guy was first lifted into the air by Wei Qingyan, he was very happy with his little hands and feet, but after a long time, the bottom of the creak nest began to be sore, shaking his little feet and screaming.

"Ling'er, what's wrong?"

General Wei didn't know what happened, so he lifted the little guy closer, trying to take a closer look at what happened.

The little guy's little hands and feet got entangled, and I don't know where he learned it from. Wei Qingyan's neck was clamped between his two fleshy little legs, and his little hands were also trying to grab General Wei's hair. He wants to find a support point and strongly expresses his desire not to hang around in the air.

"Well."

Indulgently moved the little guy closer, the whole head of General Wei was hugged by the little guy,

"Haha, hahaha."

Hearing Wei Qingyan's hearty laughter for the first time, Sun Fengbai was just smiling lightly at the side, but now he opened his mouth in surprise, and immediately stretched out his hand to pull the little guy off Wei Qingyan's head, looking at the other person's still smiling face , the whole person was stunned.

"Qing, Qingyan."

"what happened?"

The smile on General Wei's face has not faded, his eyes are still bent, and he looks like a different person in peacetime.

"No, it's fine."

The little guy was swung in the air again, but neither of his two fathers noticed his discomfort. One was looking at General Wei affectionately, and the other looked back affectionately.

The pitiful energy of being neglected and the discomfort of being dangling in the air made the little guy who had been happy all day began to purse his mouth, and continued to purse his mouth. Finally, after brewing for a long time, he finally burst into tears.

This time the crying sound was louder than before, and Sun Fengbai's hands trembled in fright, almost throwing him to the ground.

Sun Fengbai and Wei Qingyan coaxed the little guy for a long time, but they couldn't coax the little guy well. It is estimated that the little guy was really unhappy this time, and he gradually stopped crying until he became so sleepy after eating milk.

"What's the matter, little guy?"

"do not know."

The two culprits looked at each other, neither of them knew what caused the little baby to cry.

The next day, Wei Qingyan was still practicing swords in the yard. In order not to think about him going to save others later, Sun Fengbai hugged the little mantou on his lap again, and tried hard to teach the little guy to pronounce the sound of father.

"Father... Ling'er, come on, follow along, Dad..."

This time, the little thing wasn't as cooperative as yesterday. He looked around but didn't speak, and occasionally he clenched his little hand into a fist and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Little steamed bun, don't bite your hands, it's dirty, come on, let's read it, dad..."

After working hard all afternoon, Sun Fengbai, who got nothing, was a little discouraged. Seeing the little guy playing with the rattle on the low couch, he said to Wei Qing helplessly:

"What's wrong with Ling'er, she doesn't seem to care about me today."

General Wei naturally didn't know the reason, so he walked to the side of the low couch, reached out and touched Ling'er's already grown hair,

"Ling'er may have a sore throat."

……

If I knew it earlier, I wouldn't have asked, Sun Fengbai thought to himself.

When sleeping at night, Wei Qingyan suddenly said in the dark:

"Feng Bai, I want to go to the Prime Minister's Mansion again tomorrow."

Closing his eyes under the quilt, Sun Fengbai pretended not to hear, he didn't want to answer Wei Qingyan's question.

"Fengbai?"

Calling again, Wei Qingyan put his hand into Sun Fengbai's quilt, trying to hold the other's hand, but was dodged,

"Feng Bai, I must go, because this is also the emperor's order."

Hearing this, Sun Fengbai finally stopped pretending to be asleep, turned over and lay face to face with Wei Qingyan, and asked in a low voice:

"Imperial order?"

The last time Wei Qingyan was called into the palace by the emperor, Sun Fengbai still doesn't know what he said. At first he didn't feel like asking, but later he didn't want to ask, but now he has to.