Don't mess with the second lady

Chapter 101

She has a deep understanding of the pain of treating relatives as enemies. Xiao Xi is still young, and she does not want such pain to haunt him for the rest of his life. Instead of suffering for a lifetime, it is better to open up and learn to forgive, so that at least he can live easily.

"No! I don't want to look for him! I said that yesterday, just to scare those old men." Xiao Xi turned her head away stubbornly, puffing her cheeks angrily.

Yan Qianqiu stopped, squatted down, stretched out his hands to hold Xiao Xi's face, forced him to turn his head to face her, and then asked gently: "Xiao Xi, don't you want to ask him why he abandoned you? Mother, abandon you?"

If you don't ask clearly, it will be a lifetime of regret.

Xiao Xi's eyes widened suddenly, and there was a flash of hope in his eyes. He didn't speak for a long time, but bowed his head sadly.But at the age of seven or eight, the sadness on his face was too strong.

Yan Qianqiu sighed, stood up and took his hand again and walked forward, she knew that there were some things that could not be rushed.

"Here we are." After half an hour, Yan Qianqiu finally stopped in front of a big house.

The house located in the busy city is in stark contrast to the hustle and bustle around it. It stands so quietly in front of your eyes. Two extremely majestic stone lions are waiting around it in front of the door, making passers-by daunting.

Xiao Xi raised her head, looked at the three big characters on the plaque on the gate, and opened her mouth in surprise, "Prime Minister's Mansion? What are we doing here?"

"Didn't I say that? I want to find you a godfather." Yan Qianqiu smiled, dragged Xiao Xi and stepped onto the stone steps.

In the corner of the hall of the Prime Minister's Mansion, there is an incense burner. The burner is made of purple gold and is only one foot high. There are various totems carved on it, and it can be seen that it has passed the age.In the incense burner, sandalwood is enchanting, it is the top sandalwood, worth a thousand dollars.

Yue Wuyuan squatted down and stared at the boy in front of him who was not even around his waist. After half a quarter of an hour, he raised his head in disbelief and asked Yan Qianqiu: "Qianqiu, are you sure you want me to recognize him?" To be a godson?"

Yan Qianqiu nodded, and gently pushed Xiao Xi forward, "He is already my godson. Since we are going to get married soon, he is already your godson. You have no choice gone."

Yue Wuyuan tightened his brows, the light in his eyes faded, no one could tell what he was thinking from his eyes, after a long time, he stood up and said with a heavy face: "He is Lingyun Villa The kid who escaped. Put him here, the people of Lingyun Villa dare not touch him, but... after all, Lingyun Villa is the enshrinement of Fengxiao Kingdom, and I am the prime minister of Fengxiao Kingdom. You should know about it."

Yue Wuyuan is not wrong, he also serves the country, if he shields people from Lingyun Villa like this, it will indeed cause him a lot of trouble.

Thinking of this, Yan Qianqiu's complexion also sank, but she raised her head and said firmly: "So what, anyway, Xiaoxi, I'm in Baoding. If Lingyun Villa is not the old masters, but a new one. If it's under Ling Xuanyu's control, wouldn't all the problems be solved?"

When she said this, she obviously had no confidence. Only she knew in her heart that Ling Xuanyu had lost all of her profound strength, and only the magic medicine could cure her, and Yue Wuyuan's one of the ingredients in the magic medicine was in Yue Wuyuan's hands. She couldn't help it He kept wondering if Yue Wuyuan would tear her up immediately if the medicinal material was taken away.

"Having said that, Lingyun Villa is the number one villa in Fengxiao Country. It has its heritage. It is not an easy task to move back to Shengju." Yue Wuyuan said seriously, but he couldn't see it in his eyes. The slightest embarrassment, maybe Lingyun Villa may not be a big deal in his eyes.After all, the Peerless Pavilion is already beyond the scope of state power.

"You don't have to worry about this, anyway, just help me take care of Xiao Xi now." Yan Qianqiu made up his mind, pushed Xiao Xi again, and said to Xiao Xi: "Xiao Xi, hurry up and call godfather. Believe me, there are definitely a lot of benefits in recognizing him as a godfather, and you will definitely not suffer any disadvantages."

Just kidding, if you recognize him as a godfather, you will be the young master of Wushuang Pavilion in the future. Even if the emperor of a country comes, you may not dare to speak loudly to him.

It's a pity that Xiao Xi didn't know his identity. At such a young age, he raised his head and looked at Yue Wuyuan without showing weakness. His childish voice was somewhat stubborn, "I won't call him godfather. As I said, I I only recognize you as my father. Hmph, this person must not be a good person."

"Xiao Xi..." Yan Qianqiu was really speechless, dare to say that the owner of the Wushuang Pavilion is not a good person, but he said it in front of his face, Xiao Xi is really No. 1 in ancient and modern times.

"I'm not wrong, the way he looked at you is the same as that uncle in white clothes yesterday! He must have no good intentions. They are all bad people." Xiao Xi said righteously, and quickly retreated to Yan Qianqiu's side .

"Eh..." Yan Qianqiu found that even if this little devil was in trouble, he could calmly kill him with anger. How dare this little ancestor treat Yue Wuyuan as a broken sleeve?Should she tell him that she is actually a woman?
But why does Xiao Xi always feel that there is something wrong with the eyes of Bai Feng and Yue Wuyuan?

"Who is that uncle in white clothes you mentioned?" Yue Wuyuan didn't get angry because of Xiao Xi's words, but he was obsessed with the person he mentioned, but his tone was obviously a bit unfriendly, and there seemed to be a trace of sourness in his trance flowing.

Xiao Xi is a little ghost, very wary of Yue Wuyuan, turned her head and said awkwardly: "Why should I tell you?"

Yue Wuyuan was startled, thought seriously, and then took out a dagger from his bosom, "If you tell me who that person is, I'll give this to you."

When he took out the dagger, Yan Qianqiu's eyes lit up, and he blew all over the ground. The whole body of the dagger was black, with a faint silver light blooming. It was smaller than ordinary daggers, only the size of a palm. This is the most suitable for seven or eight-year-old children.

This is not the most important thing, what is important is its material, if Yan Qianqiu is not mistaken, this material should be the black gold recorded in ancient books.

(End of this chapter)