Hearing this, Zhan Chi was even more sure that Ye Qianning was his daughter. It was normal for his niece to look like his aunt, and his eldest sister was the most beautiful woman in Beili.
"Dad, what medicine the emperor just gave, will it be useful? I remember that our family also has a precious elixir. Please go back and get it." The more he confirmed, the more painful he felt.
If something happened to his daughter, he wouldn't want to live anymore!
"You brat, don't change the subject. Tell me quickly whether that child has anything to do with our family murder."
"Yes, yes, dad, please go to my mother's place to get the medicine."
When Mr. Zhan heard this, he immediately slapped his thigh: "Look, I said there is something fishy in this. No wonder your eldest sister gained weight after she returned home that year. She must have secretly given birth to a baby."
Zhan Chi was stunned at first, and then was speechless: "Dad, you are so confused. The little fat guy has nothing to do with my eldest sister."
"It has nothing to do with her. Who does it have to do with? Does it have anything to do with you?"
"Yes." Zhan Chi nodded.
"..."
Master Zhan was shocked.
"Dad, go get the medicine quickly, otherwise your granddaughter will die." Zhan Chi felt that now that it was confirmed, there was nothing to hide.
Mr. Zhan was shocked and confused. How could a young boy have a daughter if he was not close to women?
"No, you kid, don't try to fool me. If it's yours, how come you're General Xiang's daughter?"
Zhan Chi was very anxious: "Speak clearly in a few words. You go and get the medicine. I will explain it to you in detail when she gets better."
"No more medicine."
"Dad! That's your granddaughter." Zhan Chi was annoyed.
"Why are you so anxious? Wait until I finish. The elixir sent by the emperor just now is the same as ours."
Zhan Chi: "You didn't tell me earlier."
"Have you given me a chance to tell you? Humph, if the Emperor cannot be saved, no amount of medicine will be of use." Master Zhan said it neatly, not to mention how uncomfortable he felt in his heart.
The person lying inside is most likely his granddaughter...
It was dawn, and suddenly there was a noise in the small courtyard.
"It's gone, the fever is gone." Dean Chen touched Ye Qianning's forehead with a happy face.
When Xiang Minghou heard this, he immediately covered it with his big hands. It was indeed not that hot anymore, and his face also showed joy: "Fat dumpling? Fat dumpling?"
Ye Qianning moved, but did not open her eyes.
"She can hear it." Xiang Minghou opened his mouth and his voice was hoarse.
Zhan Chi came over from the chair and couldn't help but feel happy on his face. As long as the fever subsided, everything would be fine.
"Don't be too happy too early. My baby is only six years old and his brain hasn't even grown yet. A high fever for a day and night will probably burn out his brain." Mr. Zhan did not leave and sat at the table for half the night.
The few people in the room were just a little happy when they were splashed with a basin of cold water and their hearts were chilled.
"Don't curse her, the little fat guy will be fine." Zhan Chi turned around and glared.
Xiang Minghou put a cold handkerchief on Ye Qianning's forehead. Even if Pang Tuan was crazy, she was still his favorite daughter and he would take good care of her.
Even if he dies in the future, he will train a group of the most reliable guards to protect her before he dies, and will not allow anyone to bully her.
Outside the door, Qian Fanji and Gu Shuo stood not far away. The ears of martial arts practitioners are extremely sensitive, and they knew the conversation in the room clearly.
It is extremely uncomfortable to think that a child who is originally lively will become stupid.
"I am responsible for the money, and you are responsible for the court. Prime Minister Gao has been sitting in his position for too long." Gu Shuo held the folding fan and narrowed his sharp eyes.
"kindness."
Qian Fanji responded calmly.
In addition to the two people outside the door, there was also a small figure standing outside the window of the room. Sang Zhi held his hands in his sleeves and had a serious look on his little face.
