In the next second, he eliminated the insignificant emotions, and the information Wei Yuan gave him flashed through his mind.
The biological mother is Ji Baiqing, the younger sister of Qianlong City Lord, who is a double martial arts practitioner, respectively eighth-rank Qi training and seventh-rank food qi. Twenty-one years ago, after returning to Qianlong City from the capital, she has been imprisoned and never left. where they live.
He took a deep breath, stepped into the yard, and gently knocked on the closed door.
There was a moment of silence in the room, and a gentle female voice suppressed excitement and mixed with tension came from:
"Come in, come in"
For so many days, no one has visited here, so she guessed who it was.
Xu Qi'an pushed the door open, and the first thing he saw was a wall hung with ink paintings. On both sides of the scroll stood tall stands, on which were placed two potted plants that were evergreen throughout the year.
On the left is a four-fold screen, and behind the screen is a bathtub.
A bead curtain hangs on the right side, behind the curtain there is a round table and a bed, a woman in a plain dress sits beside the round table, and sandalwood incense is wafting.
Her face is round and round, with an oval face that is happy and angry, her eyebrows are very delicate, but there is a touch of sadness, her lips are plump, and her hair is pulled up high.
She is not young, and her beauty is not diminished. It can be seen that she was a rare high-quality beauty when she was young.
If I had inherited her appearance, I wouldn't need bodiless pills to improve my genes When Xu Qi'an looked at her through the beaded curtain, the woman behind the curtain was also looking at him with rippling eyes , seemed to have tears flickering, softly said:
"Ning Yan?"
This call of Ning Yan was surprisingly natural and smooth, as if it had been practiced countless times in private
Xu Qi'an mulled over for a while, but the word "mother" still couldn't be pronounced, so he let out an expressionless "hmm".
Ji Baiqing was a little disappointed, and then said with hints of hope:
"Come to the table and talk."
"Okay!" Xu Qi'an lifted the curtain and sat down at the table.
During this process, the woman kept looking at him, looking up and down from face to chest, from chest to legs, as if she wanted to make up for all the gazes she had missed in the past 21 years.
Regrettably, no matter how serious and careful she is, she will never be able to make up for the missing twenty-one years.
Sitting together with two people who should be the closest but are also the stranger, the atmosphere is inevitably a little stiff.
The mother and son sat for a while, and Ji Baiqing broke the silence with a sigh:
"When you were born, you were still in your infancy. Twenty-one years later, you have grown up to this size."
There are both joy and regret in her eyes. In this era where the eldest son is valued, the affection that normal parents place on the first child is incomparable to the later children.
Xu Qi'an thought for a while and said:
"Since you fled to the capital back then, why did you return to Qianlong City?"
Ji Baiqing's eyes darkened, and she whispered:
"Xu Pingfeng stole half of Dafeng's national fortune, and the supervisor only needs to kill you to return the national fortune to Dafeng. I am afraid that the supervisor will find out my identity, so I dare not keep more.
"Furthermore, I ruined Xu Pingfeng and the family's plan. They always need someone to vent their anger on. If I don't go back, I may force them to take risks. Not only will you be in danger, but your second brother and younger siblings may also be implicated."
Perhaps the supervisor has been watching you on the gossip platform for a long time Xu Qi'an nodded and said "hmm".
Ji Baiqing looked at him, muttered for a long time, silently clenched her hands into fists, and said softly:
"You, do you hate me?"
Xu Qi'an thought for a while, shook his head and said:
"I hate Qianlong City and Xu Pingfeng, but I don't hate you."
Just such a sentence made Ji Baiqing burst into tears. She cried, but smiled, as if she had fulfilled a wish and untied a long-standing knot in her heart.
"For twenty-one years, I have missed you all the time, but I am afraid to see you, and I am afraid that you will hate me."
Xu Qi'an said in a deep voice:
"If I hated you, I wouldn't spare Xu Yuanshuang and Xu Yuanhuai's lives in Yongzhou."
"I know, I know" she said with tears all over her face.
A few minutes later, she calmed down, wiped her tears with a handkerchief, and said:
"Now that Qianlong City's bloodline is dying, and the Yunzhou army is falling apart, no matter how hard Xu Pingfeng and my elder brother rise up, they will not be able to threaten your safety. But he is a second-grade warlock after all. No defense."
To be honest, she doesn't want to mention such inhuman things.
But between her husband and son, after she chose without hesitationIt's a guest. "
Xu Qi'an said expressionlessly:
"Oh, then I won't go to the Goulan anymore."
"" Song Tingfeng scolded:
"A dignified first-rank martial artist, yet so stingy."
If it costs money to go to Goulan, the fun will be lost Xu Qi'an ignored him, thinking about yesterday's battle with Salun Agu in his mind.
"Oh, it's really difficult to tell the winner between the first rank, let alone life and death. Fortunately, he became the grandson yesterday, not me." He muttered to himself, wiped his face, and wiped Xu Erlang's face. changed back.
With his current status and status, he is definitely not suitable to go to Goulan again.
Next time I plan to go to Goulan in the face of my second uncle.
After entering the watchman's yamen, he went straight to the small courtyard and saw his biological mother.
Seeing him coming as promised, Ji Baiqing smiled gently:
"I haven't seen Xiaoru in twenty years. I don't know if she still recognizes me as a sister-in-law."
The faint sadness between her brows has dissipated, as if she had bid farewell to Ten Thousand and regained her new life
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