Chapter 49 Receiving

Yang Huanyu peeked at his father. Unexpectedly, when he raised his eyes, he just met his eye and glanced at him. He was so scared that he hurriedly lowered his head and avoided his eyes. Her father always looked at herself and felt uncomfortable. When she was frightened, she suddenly had a way to divert her attention.

She suddenly got up and stood behind Yan Ji, and her mother squeezed aside from behind him. At present, he learned from his mother's expression, pressed one hand on Yan Ji's shoulder, picked up a hill in his already full bowl, and said, "Good boy... Good brother, be bold and eat whatever you want. No one will say you."

Although I learned the tone of my mother's speech, I didn't learn the unique gentle temperament. Between the words, there is a feeling of old age. It can be said that painting a tiger is not an anti-dog.

Su Qiurong looked at her piled up a hill in a small bowl, and a pile of vegetables fell on the table, so she reached out and knocked on her head and cursed softly, "Is it fun? He also learned to speak as an adult.

Yang Zhong's majestic eyes swept over Yang Huanyu and said the words "Sit down, eat" lightly, which made her sit down without saying a word.

When she was eating, she swallowed the mountains and rivers and stunned Yang Zhong. Their daughter would never eat so much food. It is thought that the phoenix blood cured all the diseases in her body and greatly increased her food intake.

After watching my daughter eat like this and be stunned, she will always smile with joy.

"I heard that you have drunk phoenix blood. How did you meet the nine-day bird phoenix, and how did you subdue it?" Yang Zhong suddenly asked Yan Ji.

"I..." He can lie freely in front of Su Qiurong, but that's not the case in front of Yang Zhong. He always feels that this person will see through his lies. I dare not say it for a long time.

The strong aura makes Yan Ji dare not force him to look at it.

Seeing the sweat on his forehead again, Su Qiurong said to her husband, "Okay, don't ask. Anyway, I didn't steal it. I just know. If you are really curious, I'll tell you when you have time. Let's eat first. It's cold again, otherwise the dishes will be cold.

Yang Zhong stopped asking this question, calmed his tone and asked another question: "Anyway, you say that you are my daughter's lifesaver, and I still know the truth of repaying kindness. You don't have to be so afraid. What kind of reward do you want, the magic formula, the peerless magic soldier, or gold and silver treasure, status. ?"

Su Qiurong pinched his leg and said angrily, "Lord, hurry up and eat! Do you think this child is the kind of person you are? I want everything! You don't have to bother with this.

After a meal, Yang Zhong showed a rare smile on his face, but he had a feeling of smiling. He said to Yan Ji, "If you need anything, just tell your wife."

After Yan Ji answered, he didn't say anything more and turned around and left the dining room.

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As time goes by, Yan Ji has been living in Feixue Pavilion for four days. She feels that her body has slightly improved and her spirit has recovered a little.

During his stay in Feixue Pavilion, he found that the guards here were extremely strict, with two full-time guards at each of the front and back gates. Even the house where he lived, there were two maidservants waiting outside the door.

It seems that you must be careful here. You can't be careless. If you are a little careless, you will be aware of it.

At night, snowflakes suddenly fell and the weather became colder. Yan Ji lay on **, covered with a warm silk quilt, and could not feel a trace of cold.

While being dull, a knock on the door suddenly remembered that Yan Ji hurriedly put on her clothes and got out of bed. When she opened the door, it was Su Qiurong. She held a brocade quilt in her arms. When she saw Yan Ji, she smiled gently and said, "It's snowing again. It's very cold. You can add another quilt to sleep!"

Yan Ji had another feeling in his heart. In the past few days, he stayed in the Feixue Pavilion, almost every day, there was meticulous care of Su Qiurong. Every day, he repeated it, but he did not feel bored at all.

For a lot of time, he has been thinking about a problem. I seem to be cheating their feelings, and I'm cheating them.

He felt very uncomfortable and wanted to leave here. He didn't want to live in this virtual warmth for a moment. A strong sense of guilt occupied his heart.

It's just that the old Taoist priest who passed on your true method, taught you the secret of swords, taught you the four arts of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and guided your life's creed. In your heart, he vaguely thought of the old face as the teacher of the role of father, and he has not been rescued yet.

His whereabouts are in this villa, covering hundreds of mu. How can you leave easily and give up your teacher?

Although the master only taught him a few sentences, a few sword tips, a set of true methods, and little things, but this little thing is already a priceless treasure. He has learned in his life.

Therefore, the education of a teacher is difficult to repay forever.

When people live in this world, there will always be times when they fall into conflicts, and no one is no exception.

Su Qiurong spread the brocade on **. Seeing that Yan Ji was stunned there, he looked trance, his eyes were low, and there seemed to be an indescribable sadness. He vaguely guessed something, thinking that the teenager was missing his relatives again.

She sat on the edge of the bed and did not shy away. She held Yan Ji in her arms, gently stroked the soft palm of his head, and said softly, "Xiaoyan, I have something to ask you."

"What's the matter?" He wanted to break away from Su Qiurong's arms, but Su Qiurong gently knocked him on the shoulder and motioned him not to move.

"Do you have any relatives in your family? Do you have any relatives and friends in Qixuanmen? Su Qiurong asked him softly.

Yan Ji thought about it for a short time and couldn't guess what she asked, so he had to answer, "I have no relatives, I'm the only one."

Su Qiurong's eyes also began to look low, showing a trace of sympathy and said, "What a poor child. He wandered outside at the age of four, and I don't know how much he has suffered."

After a while, she suddenly said, "Xiaoyan, do you think this is good?"

Yan Ji said puzzled, "What?"

Su Qiurong held him and crossed her hands on his chest, quite like a mother holding a young child. She only heard her softly whisper, "You will live here in the future. Since you have no relatives, treat me as your relatives, just like Yuer, call my mother!"

In her heart, she likes this teenager very much, not only because the teenager looks like his dead son. Previously, when she saw that Yan Ji was willing to risk her life and draw blood to save her daughter, she lost too much blood and still had to persist when she had bad symptoms. This moved her a lot. She recognized the teenager's conduct and felt that the teenager was by no means a selfish villain.

Not only that, the phoenix blood in the teenager's body also cured her daughter's incurable disease, in exchange for a thousand years of longevity, and the kindness is difficult to repay.

"Mom?" Yan Ji was surprised, not to mention that he was not prepared at all for this matter. The Feixue Pavilion was heavily guarded. If he wanted to live here in the future, it would be difficult for him to investigate. It was very inconvenient for him to rescue his master.

Feixue Pavilion is not like Ting Yuyuan. There is no special servant or guard. At night, all the people fall asleep, which is very beneficial to his actions.

Su Qiurong thought that his exclamation was calling herself. She was happy and couldn't help shouting: "Good son!"

Yan Ji suddenly woke up and said, "This is not good. I still want to go back to the Yuyuan!"

Su Qiurong realized that his "mother" was exclaimed. She was very unhappy and said, "What's wrong? Why go back?"

Yan Ji said, "I'm listening to Yuyuan living well?"

Su Qiurong was a little angry and said, "Isn't it good to live here? Isn't it better to be my son than burning fire in the rain garden?

Yan Ji broke away from him and waved his hand quickly, "No, no, no, I mean, I, I..."

Su Qiurong said, "Are you afraid that we will change your name and break your ancestral lineage? No, you can also call the original name.

Yan Ji said, "No, I don't mean that either. I mean, it's..."

After reading the word "yes" for a long time, he didn't explain why. Su Qiurong looked at his expression, sneered and said angrily, "Well, I know what you mean. You are loyal and honest. You are by no means the kind of person who is greedy for wealth and want to do your previous position honestly!"

Yan Ji was worried that there was no reason. When she said this, Yan Ji admitted it and said, "Yes, I think it's good to listen to the fire in Yuyuan..."

Su Qiurong was a little unhappy and said, "What is it? I think you are a nerd to live here in the future and don't go anywhere!"

Yan Ji looked at her serious, as if she was angry, and her questioning voice was much lower: "Can I... listen to Yuyuan in a few days?"

Su Qiurong stared at him a few times and couldn't help laughing a few times, but didn't answer his question. She just said, "Just live here obediently. It's late now. Go to bed early. I won't bother you!"

With that, he turned around and left the house. Yan Ji scratched his head for a long time, but he couldn't think of a way to refuse her, and he was anxious.

The maid outside the door listened to his conversation with Su Qiurong and felt that the teenager was a lively idiot. No one was proud and rich. As a status, he wanted to be a fireman.

A beautiful maidservant in blue really couldn't stand it. After Su Qiurong left, she entered the room and said to Yan Ji, "Sir! Madam personally asked to accept you as a son, why do you still refuse? How many times can there be such a good opportunity for you in the world?

The master and his wife have only one daughter. If you become the son of his wife, even if you can't inherit the foundation of Yinglong Villa in the future, you will also be a noble person. If you are willing to work harder and inherit the position of the head of Yinglong Hall, and work harder to get the honor of the saint of this religion, maybe you can still inherit the position of the saint?"

Yan Ji didn't even think about this kind of thing. He paused for a long time before saying, "Actually, I can't forget my biological parents and don't want to treat others as parents."

In a word, I had an idea and decided to reject Su Qiurong on this pretext tomorrow.

The maid stared at him and said, "Don't turn around!" Your parents know that you have this blessing and will be happy for you. Besides, your parents are no longer there! The wife said that she would not let you change her surname to "Yang". In the future, your child can also change your surname and will not break your family's incense.

The further she talked, the more she almost planned a life path for him. It can be seen that in her heart, how inflexible this burning little man's brain is. If he doesn't tell him the benefits of the matter in detail, he can't think of any benefits.