Jiang Ying's expression was dull.

Jiang Yuanyi looked worried and just opened his mouth to reprimand her, but Jiang Yuanlang suddenly made a move, holding the jewel box in both hands and kneeling on one knee in front of Jiang Ying, "Sister, Third Brother was just joking with you. Such a good gift is definitely the most meaningful gift Third Brother has ever received in his life, how could you possibly reject it!"

"It was the third brother who was right before. He apologized solemnly to his sister."

"Sorry!"

Jiang Ying looked in amazement at the handsome young man kneeling in front of him, and said, "It was too sudden and it took him a long time to get used to it."

"Eldest brother, third brother..." Just when they were feeling awkward, Jiang Yuanchen came.

As soon as he entered the room, he saw Jiang Yuanlang had changed from kneeling to squatting in front of Jiang Ying. He immediately walked up to him and squatted with him, holding his chin with his hands with a curious look, "Third brother, what are you doing? Is it fun?"

Jiang Yuanlang, "..."

Because he said something too corny, he chose to prove it with action.

Jiang Yuanlang felt depressed thinking that his eldest brother was seen by his foolish second brother, but he was caught by his foolish second brother.

He took back the brocade box and stood up quickly.

His voice was dull and deep, "Second brother, it's time for you to take medicine."

"Puchi", Jiang Ying couldn't help laughing.

After a while, the three brothers sat down opposite her, their eyes burning.

Jiang Ying took out the pulse pillow and said, "Since you are all here, I will give each of you a thorough examination to see if the dosage is correct."

The three of them nodded, being extremely obedient and cooperative.

The diagnosis was completed soon after, and the result was different from what Jiang Ying had judged before, so there was no need to readjust the dosage.

Jiang Ying stood up while collecting his things. "It's fine. Keep taking the medicine. If nothing unexpected happens, in three days, the eldest brother's eyes will be able to see again, and the second brother's memory will be restored. But the third brother may need another month or two of recuperation."

Hearing this, the three Yuan pupils trembled and looked at each other. They couldn't believe it was so easy.

"Sister Ying..." Jiang Yuanyi's voice was hoarse.

Jiang Yuanchen had a frightened look on his face, but in fact his hands were tightly grasping the hem of his clothes, because after taking the medicine in the past few days, he would remember some fragments one after another, and now he only needed a key thread to string these fragments together!

But among the three, Jiang Yuanlang should be the most influential.

He stood up suddenly, the chair behind him made a high-pitched friction sound, and his lips opened and closed with difficulty, "Sister, are you saying... I can get better? Have you heard of the miracle doctor Mu Bai? He, he claimed that I can live past the age of 25!"

One is a world-famous miracle doctor, and the other is a young girl.

Jiang Yuanlang's reason told him not to have too high expectations, but she did clear the remaining toxins in his eldest brother's body, cure his eye disease, and restore his second brother's brain that had become stupid due to injury. How could he believe it?

"Miracle Doctor Mu Bai?" Jiang Ying searched his memory for a while, then shook his head, "I haven't heard of him. I didn't have much contact with the outside world when I was in Xinghua Village. But if I say I can cure it, then I can cure it. I don't have to lie to you, right?"

Jiang Yuanlang shook his head at first, then nodded frantically after noticing that he was right, "Yes, yes, my sister will definitely lie to my third brother, I believe my sister!"

If it can be cured, who would still want to live?

In an instant, Jiang Yuanlang felt as if most of the haze in his heart had dissipated.

The two brothers beside him pressed their palms heavily on the back of his hands, silently giving him strength.

Jiang Ying said goodbye at the right time, "Then you guys should take the medicine carefully, and make sure not to give the wrong medicine to others. I'm leaving first."

"Thank you, sister! Take care!" the three said in unison.

Jiang Ying didn't look back, just raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and then strode back to his room.

In a blink of an eye, a few days passed and it was the fifth day of the lunar month.

The Qinwang Palace specially sent a team of carriages and horses, dressed in festive and ostentatious manner, saying that they were here to pick up the main guest of the full-moon banquet.

Of course Jiang Ying would let them take Xiao Yanji away!

The people from the Qinwang Mansion turned pale, as if Jiang Ying was trying to show off. Just as they were lecturing, Yan Zhuo's carriage arrived.

The tall and dignified man walked out of the carriage. Those people immediately shut up and took a step back with mocking expressions.

Yan Zhuo's expression was cold and stern. "I will pick up my wife and children myself. You just need to go and tell Mrs. Tong. I and the children will not miss the auspicious time!"

"Your Highness..." Someone wanted to persuade him.

Yan Zhuo glanced at him coldly, "Does my words of advice matter?"

"Please don't blame me for my words, Your Majesty!" The man slapped him lightly or heavily on the mouth, and before leaving, he glared at Jiang Ying fiercely.

Jiang Ying rolled her eyes to the sky. Is she sick? She glared at Yan Zhuo just because she did something to him?

"Do I look like a soft persimmon?" Jiang Ying stood in front of Yan Zhuo, not trying to hide the satisfaction in his heart.

He paused for a moment, but his eyes were attracted by the cute and round meat ball in her arms——

Small clothes and pants embroidered with gold and silver threads, pomegranates and the symbol of good fortune, tiger-head shoes, and Guanyin pockets, all are embroidered with auspiciousness and look vivid.

The three-month-old baby was in the teething period, so I tied a bib around his chest. The little guy would spit out some saliva bubbles to play with from time to time.

There is a double blessing lock around the neck and small blessing jade bracelets on the hands and feet.

It was bright and prosperous, and seemed hazy, quite different from the image of Nezha described in the book.

Especially at that time, Yan Zhuo actually felt that the child looked at him with a provocative look. What was going on? Would he really be a little devil when he grew up?

"The child is heavy, let me hold him for you." Yan Zhuo stretched out his hand willingly.

Compared to the complicated and tangled feelings before, he now naturally wanted to get close to this child.

He did not resist Jiang Ying standing beside him.

And the little woman is very beautiful! She is gentle and graceful, with pearls all over her head and round pearl earrings of the right size on her earlobes, which make her facial features more delicate and soft, gorgeous but not stealing the spotlight.

He suddenly felt that the full-moon banquet held by the Tong family was quite interesting!

"Okay." Jiang Ying didn't go against Yan Zhuo. The son was his, so why should he ask for a job if he wanted to?

Just stuff it in there.

Because her grandmother had planned this full moon banquet, Jiang Ying tacitly agreed to let Tong hold it.

Of course, Tong was the wife of Prince Qin, and the full-moon banquet was agreed to by Prince Qin. Even his own son Yan Zhuo could not refuse. Jiang Ying believed that if he forced the matter, he would get nothing good, so he had no choice but to agree.

Turning slightly, Jiang Ying glanced towards the inner courtyard, but did not see his grandmother and three brothers.

Yan Zhuo thought they were leaving, and frowned, "Why, grandma and uncles are not ready yet?"

Jiang Ying glanced at him and said, "Now you call me grandmother and uncle, which is more convenient for you than for me."

"This king is a polite and cultured person." Yan Zhuo placed the child on his left hand, leaving his right hand floating.

Although it's a bit spicy, but it's okay and bearable.

But he couldn't help but think of Jiang Ying saying that he could cure his hand. If it could be cured, then he would only be able to hold his son, and still be able to hold him...

Yan Zhuo's gaze involuntarily fell on Jiang Ying's slender waist, which was covered with red clothes.

She's quite thin, she should be heavier.