Dressed like a loser and went to raise a baby

Chapter 304
What a nice guy!Everyone in the hospital looked at Leng Luoyue and said in their hearts, they all felt that the Bai family had met a kind-hearted nobleman.

"Is that your granddaughter?" Someone just saw Leng Luoyue helping grandma in, thinking that she was grandma's granddaughter, so they asked.

Grandma quickly waved her hands and said: "No, I fell down on the street, and this girl helped me up. I was still worried and insisted on sending me to the hospital for a look."

"Hey! This girl has such a good heart!"

"Yes! She looks like a fairy girl, and she also has a heart of a Buddha."

Doctor Bai gave the young man a prescription and took the medicine. The Bai family thanked Leng Luoyue profusely before carrying him away.

Doctor Bai showed Grandma that she had really fallen on her leg and the bones were out of place. After straightening it, the doctor said that she would need to stay in bed for a month to recuperate, and she would not be able to walk again until she recovered.

He also said that it was a good thing that he came to see me as soon as he fell, otherwise he would be dragging his broken leg while walking, and the injury would become more and more serious, and he might be disabled.

Grandma didn't expect her injury to be so serious, and she was even more grateful to Leng Luoyue, who helped her up and sent her to see the doctor.

Grandma's family was not bad and she had money. She paid for the medicine herself and asked a neighbor passing by the hospital to call her son so that he could carry her back.

Leng Luoyue said goodbye to her grandma after finishing her face at the medical clinic, and went to the teahouse with Caiwei to meet Fengcheng Han.

Leng Luoyue stepped into the teahouse. The people who were chatting or chatting with their companions gradually became quiet. A pair of bright eyes were glued to Leng Luoyue's body.

Feng Chenghan, who was sitting against the railing, heard that the noisy teahouse suddenly became quiet, so he turned his head and looked downstairs, and his brows under his hat suddenly wrinkled.

Wang Xin, who was waiting on the side, smiled and said, "Madam is here."

The little kitten, who was being held by his father, heard the prince saying that mother was coming. He grabbed the railing with his little hands and shouted downstairs: "Mother——"

Many people who were immersed in Leng Luoyue's beauty were brought back to their senses by the cry of 'Mother'.He raised his head and looked upstairs, only to see a pink and jade-carved little doll being held by someone, holding on to the railing with his little hands and grinning sweetly.

Looking at the beauty who had just entered the teahouse, he saw the beauty waving to the little doll upstairs.

Many people heard their heartbroken voices, and the beauty actually had a child.

Leng Luoyue went upstairs, sat down directly opposite Feng Chenghan, picked up the warm tea and drank a cup.

"Why don't you sit in a private room?" he asked, putting down his tea cup.

Wang Xin smiled and replied: "I want to understand the sentiments of the people and listen to what the people in this teahouse have to say, so I don't want a private room."

Leng Luoyue glanced at Feng Chenghan, who was wearing a curtain hat, and thought that as an emperor, he knew many things related to the people through other people's mouths, which may have been beautified or distorted.After finally getting out of the palace, he really should listen to the voices of the people themselves.

"Mom." The little cat slipped out of his father's arms and crawled directly under the table to the other side.

Wang Xin and Caiwei were so frightened that they bent down and shouted: "Little ancestor."

"Hey, little ancestor, why are you crawling on the floor!" The floor of this teahouse is not as good as the floor of Lengxiang Palace, so you can't just crawl around.

The floor of Lengxiang Palace was wiped and waxed by the palace maids lying on the ground. It can be said to be spotless.

The kitten crawled to Leng Luoyue's feet and put his little black hands on her knees.Leng Luoyue quickly grabbed his hand and pulled him up.While patting the dust on his knees, he said disgustedly: "You little dirty cat."

Then Caiwei asked the waiter to fetch a basin of water, wash the dirty kitten's paws, and then put him on his lap and sit down.

The guests on the first floor raised their heads to look upstairs from time to time, and the guests upstairs also stopped to glance at Leng Luoyue. Seeing her gently washing her children's hands, they felt very envious of Feng Chenghan, who was wearing a curtain hat.

Leng Luoyue didn't mind being stared at, but Feng Chenghan was very uncomfortable and wanted the guards to stand next to her to block the men's sight.

There was a young man at the table whose eyes were directly glued to Leng Luoyue. If it weren't for the fact that she had a man, who still exuded a majestic aura and had guards beside him, they would have gone over to talk to her.

"I heard that the people in Xizhou have fled Xizhou one after another. I wonder how many people will die?" A table full of old scholars who were worried about the country and the people talked about the drought in Xizhou.

Every time there is a drought in Xizhou, many people will die of hunger, thirst, and illness.

"Yes! It's all the evil concubines who are harming people." The old scholar with slightly white temples slapped the table in hatred and said.

"That's right..." The old scholars at the same table all agreed. They all believed that the drought in Xizhou was just like the rumors. Because the demon concubine seduced the monarch, the old genius sent down the disaster to warn the world.

"The emperor was originally a good emperor who worked hard to govern, but now he is deceived by Concubine Leng and only favors her. I only hope that the drought in Xizhou can wake up the emperor!"

There was a table of young scholars upstairs, chatting about books written by wild scholars. When they heard the words of the old scholars, they immediately frowned.

One of the scholars, wearing a blue Confucian shirt, looked at the old scholars and said, "Those are all rumors. How come several people who look like they have read books believe these baseless rumors?"

"That's right, Xizhou is a place that has experienced nine droughts in ten years. What does it have to do with Concubine Leng?"

When the young scholars said this, the old scholars were so angry that they puffed their beards and glared, and even said in a preaching manner: "As the saying goes, there is no storm without fire. If there is no such thing, how can it be spread? Does the whole city know about it?"

The scholar in blue sneered and said: "There is no wind without waves. Just stir up the water in the river with your hands and see if it can make waves?"

"Every day they talk about God sending disasters. What's going on with the rumors about God sending disasters after the New Year? Don't you know?"

"Yes, they said that the emperor has no successor. Now the little prince is one year old."

"Everything is said to be caused by God's disaster? People ask God for blessing every day, but God keeps sending disasters. Isn't this God very unkind?"

"Haha..." Leng Luoyue couldn't help laughing, feeling that these scholars were really sober in the world.If all the scholars in this world were as sober as them, those who spread rumors would not be able to cause any trouble.

The scholar heard a pleasant little voice, followed the sound, and saw Leng Luoyue looking at them and smiling. He immediately looked away and his eyes turned red.

A look of displeasure flashed across Fengcheng Han's face under his hat. Can this woman be more conscious? He is still here!She just smiled at other men.

The old scholars were left speechless. After a while, they finally said, squeezing their necks: "How do you know it's just a rumor?"

"As the saying goes: Rumors stop at the wise. Because wise men are not stupid, and believers have three things: what the eyes see, what the ears hear, and what I know." The scholar directly copied the words written by the wild scholar.

(End of this chapter)