When Yu Pinting walked in and saw Yu Wushuang there, she frowned inaudibly.
"Grandma." she called.
"Yes." The old lady smiled and waved to her: "Come here, this is a fruit just shipped from the south. It's fresh. You can try it."
Yu Pinting sat down, raised her hand and took one and said: "This year's lychees look better than those in previous years."
Yu Wushuang peeled off the skin of the lychees and ate them one by one. The lychees inside the space were of course better than those outside.
"Yes, it tastes better than in previous years," the old lady said.
Yu Pinting lowered her head to pick lychees, secretly glanced at Yu Wushuang's belly, and asked casually: "Is sister feeling better?"
"Jiaojiao, are you feeling unwell?" Upon hearing this, the old lady turned to look at her.
"No, what did sister say? I've always been in good health." Yu Wushuang turned her eyes and pinched her voice.
Yu Pinting smiled sheepishly: "Yesterday, I heard the maids say that you have a bad appetite. I thought my sister was not feeling well. It seems that I heard wrong."
Yu Wushuang rolled his eyes coldly and said nothing.
At this time, the old lady was quite concerned: "Loss of appetite is also a big problem. Do you want to find a doctor to take a look?"
"Grandma, you have forgotten, I am studying medicine myself."
"Sister, it's better to find a doctor as grandma said. As the saying goes, it's easy for doctors to heal others, but it's difficult to heal yourself." Yu Pinting answered.
"You mean I can't even treat minor illnesses like poor appetite?" Yu Wushuang's face turned cold.
"Sister, don't get me wrong, I don't mean that." Yu Pinting said, turning to look at the old lady, with a slight grievance in her eyes: "Grandma, I'm just worried about my sister's health..."
"Okay, it's not a big deal." The old lady interrupted her.
Yu Binting pursed her lips and closed her mouth. Seeing that something was wrong with the old lady, she did not dare to be stubborn.
If a doctor was invited to take a look, Yu Wushuang's pregnancy would not be hidden. Unfortunately, grandma was too protective of her.
Near noon, Mr. Lao Hou led Yu Zhan back from the palace.
Although Yu Zhan was handsome, he was serious about his words and was very aggressive, so many people in the mansion were afraid of him, especially Yu Heqian and Wang Yong.
When they saw Yu Zhan, they didn't even dare to raise their heads, for fear of angering the God of Death and taking their heads at any time.
Needless to say about the children at home, I am so frightened, so naturally my son and daughter are also frightened.
Now seeing Yu Zhan's body covered in blood and full of hostility, it looked like he had killed many people, and he became even more frightened as he looked in the direction of the hall.
When the old lady led Yu Wushuang and Yu Pinting to the hall, the hall was already noisy.
"That bastard Xiao Ye harmed the people. Under his governance in Sui Yang, the people suffered terribly. The officers and soldiers robbed and killed people in the streets. He deserves to die."
The powerful voice is deep and dignified.
"Then you can't just kill him. He is Prince Xiao's youngest son. Prince Xiao's granddaughter, the Fourth Princess, has died. Now that she has given birth to a younger son, Liang Zi is definitely married." The old Marquis was very upset.
"There is no good person in Prince Xiao's palace. If there is such a person around him, Dongyue will be doomed sooner or later. The old guy still protects him in every possible way. A person like Xiao Ye will not lose even if he dies ten or eight times."
Upon hearing this, the old Marquis raised his hand to pick up his ear. As soon as he raised his hand, he suddenly thought of his wife's instructions and turned his hand back in mid-air.
Yu Zhan had long been used to it and was ready to be grabbed. Unexpectedly, the old man stopped his hand.
It made him doubt whether the father in front of him was fake.