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Yan Huai began to practice martial arts when he was able to write. The fox emperor cherished this grandson very much. When he was a child, he sent the head of the fox guard group to teach him martial arts.

Later, when he grew up a little bit, the fox emperor went to ask the famous teacher who had been closed for a long time to teach him.

No one has ever hurt Yan Huai, the two masters who teach martial arts.

The master who taught him how to practice martial arts was prudent and could not hurt him.

Yan Huai's injury in practicing martial arts is more due to his own reasons.

No one thought that the first one to hurt Yan Huai was a child who had just climbed out of the slave pile.

Before Yan Huai exports to blame him, he found that he had made a mistake and stopped waving his hands in a hurry.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

Yanhuai can feel the child in his arms stiff, the body has become cold like a piece of cold iron.

"No problem." Yan Huai shook his hand, then raised the child's chin, let him look at himself.

Those dark eyes were full of panic, he was afraid of what Yanhuai would do to him.

"What's your name?" Yan Huai asked.

He did not dare to look at Yan Huai. He looked away at other places and said, "I I don't have a name. "

"Court yuan." Yan Huai pinched his chin and shook it. He forced him to look at himself and repeated, "from now on, you will call Ting yuan."

He blinked and asked Yan Huai, "court yuan?"

"Yes." Yan Huai pulled the cloak on his body and wrapped him, "I'll give you your home. What you've encountered before has nothing to do with you. Now you are the court yuan."

TingYang stood by and looked at it, and suddenly felt that this big and small picture was very harmonious.

When the cold wind blows, he can't help but go to Yan Huai's cloak.

"Good." He nodded obediently, his eyes lit up with joy, "my name is Ting yuan."

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when Yan Huai returned to Yan's house, he did not disturb others.

He held Tingyuan in his arms and covered his thin body with a cloak. He asked him to hold his shoulder and take people back to Beiyuan.

"Tell me to go down and get hot water, then take out the ointment and other things, and clean clothes."

TingYang should sound "is", turn to look for servant girl and boy.

Tingyuan fell asleep with Yanhuai's neck in his arms.

When Yan Huai went into the house to unload his cloak, he found that Tingyuan's saliva almost flowed into his cloak.

It was the first time for Tingyuan to build such a warm cloak.

He had a beautiful dream, in which there were countless gold, silver and seafood.

There is a beautiful brother in a red cloak, sitting beside him, smiling and rubbing his head.

All of a sudden, a cold wind blew, and the dream woke up.

As soon as Tingyuan opened his eyes, he saw the smiling and beautiful elder brother in the dream looking at him coldly.

The drowsiness that had not yet subsided suddenly disappeared.

Tingyuan instinctively wants to hide behind.

"Don't move." Yanhuai grabbed his shoulder and said, "where are you going?"

Court Yuan found that he was lying on Yanhuai's legs, and Yanhuai was taking off his clothes.

"No "Although the court has not grown up yet Don't take it off. "

"You have injuries all over you." Yan Huai is concise and comprehensive.

Tingyuan shrunk his neck, and his whole face was red, "that You don't have to come. I can do it myself

Yan Huai looked at him, and suddenly chuckled: "you have not completely become a human child, but also shy?"