Who would raise a villain as a wife?

He Yunjing knocked on the table, "Shouldn't you apologize to Ah Qi?"

He Chen immediately stood up, "I apologize?"

"What else? Ah-Xu did nothing wrong. This is your problem. You should apologize."

It was impossible to apologize. He Chen just stood up and left without even giving an extra glance. How could an elder apologize to a younger person?

An Xi had been in a state of tension for the past two days. Now that he had eaten, he slowly relaxed. He held He Yunjing's arm and asked, "Is my uncle testing me?"

He Yunjing pursed his lips and didn't want to answer. He just touched An Xi's head and said, "Go to sleep for a while. I'll talk to him and ask him to apologize to you."

An Xi shook her head. "I'm fine. I was just scared and thought it was real. He explained it later. I couldn't believe it so I hid and didn't come out. I think I even hit someone on the head."

The more An Xi thought about it, the more frightened he became. What if he really shot him? He would become a murderer, and the person he killed was He Yunjing's only relative. He Yunjing would definitely not forgive him.

Seeing the change in An Xi's eyes, He Yunjing lifted him into his arms and said, "Don't think too much. You can't be blamed for this. If you want to blame someone, blame him for being too nosy. Why would he lie to you? Have you been scared these days?"

An Xi nodded slowly and hugged He Yunjing's neck tightly. "I'm afraid something will happen to my brother, and I'm also afraid of becoming a burden to him. But I don't dare to run. I'm afraid I'll die and then I'll never see my brother again."

"That's the right thing to think about. If you encounter danger that you can't resist, just stay put and protect yourself. Wait for your brother to pick you up." He Yunjing patted him on the back, "Go back and sleep for a while."

"Will you come with me, brother?"

"Well, brother will sleep with you."

An Xi slept for another half a day before he was fully refreshed. He lifted the quilt and tried to pull at He Yunjing's clothes, but as soon as he moved, his wrist was grabbed.

He Yunjing raised his eyebrows and asked him, "What are you doing?"

"Check if your brother is injured." An Xi was very serious. He was so sleepy and hungry that he had forgotten about it. Now he wanted to check carefully.

He Yunjing rubbed the back of his hand and said, "Okay, you check it, I'll start eating first."

An Xi nodded, and just as she got up, she was pulled back by He Yunjing, "Where are you going?"

"Aren't you going to eat? I'll have someone bring it up."

He Yunjing couldn't stop laughing, he turned over and pressed An Xi under him, "I don't want to eat."

This time, An Xi understood what He Yunjing meant. He was shy for just a moment before he took the initiative to hook his arms around He Yunjing's neck. He also missed He Yunjing very much.

As the kiss deepened, the clothes fell to the ground in a mess. An Zhi's eyes were blurred and he could not see clearly. He could only rely on his hands to touch, but they were shaking and he could not feel clearly.

After a period of chaos, An Xi began to feel drowsy again. He tried to cheer himself up and look around. After confirming that He Yunjing only had some bruises and no other injuries, he felt relieved and fell asleep in He Yunjing's arms.

He Yunjing had rested enough and didn't feel sleepy anymore. He hugged An Xi and replied to messages on his mobile phone.

Things abroad have come to an end, but there are still a lot of things to do at home.

He Yunjing felt annoyed and could not help complaining to the system, "If you give me such a troublesome identity next time, I might want to kill you."

[Host, please don't be like this. Special circumstances require special treatment. Only with this identity can the host keep the little master in the hands of the male protagonist. ]

There is nothing wrong with this, but it also causes a lot of trouble and is very difficult to deal with.

After An Xi had rested enough, He Yunjing and his men prepared to return home. He didn't want to stay any longer.

But before they left, He Chen and his bodyguards stopped them. He Yunjing hugged An Chen and raised his eyebrows, "What? Come to apologize to An Chen."

He Chen glanced at him unhappily and waved his hand. A bodyguard came forward with a wooden tray containing a porcelain bowl and a dagger.

He Chen crossed his arms, "What? You don't want to follow the He family's rules?"

He Yunjing searched through his original body's memory and found that there really was such a rule, which was quite feudal.

He stepped forward, picked up the dagger and held it, then pulled it out, and blood flowed down into the porcelain bowl.

An Xi looked at the blood and had no idea what to do, so she could only wait.

He Yunjing let some blood flow, wiped his hand, casually bandaged it twice, and took An Xi's hand, "Bear with it."

An Xi nodded and spread out her palms obediently. The cold blade was pressed against her palms. An Xi closed her eyes and soon she felt a stinging pain in her palms and blood oozed out.

But the wound was not deep, only a few drops of blood symbolically fell into the bowl.

He Yunjing put a band-aid on him and explained, "The He family used to be in the underworld. They believe in blood oaths. Drinking the same blood means you are brothers of the same bloodline. The same goes for my wife."

An Xi thought this rule was strange, but did this mean that He Chen acknowledged his identity? Was he recognized?

He Yunjing picked up the bowl and took a big sip, leaving only a little for An Xi. "Just taste it, it's not a good thing."

An Xi held the rim of the bowl with He Yunjing's hand and drank the last bit. The bloody taste filled her mouth, which was indeed not something that everyone could accept.

He Yunjing handed him another glass of water. He couldn't spit it out, so he could only swallow it.

The two came to the car. The bodyguard beside He Chen handed An Xi a box, then stepped back and bowed with the remaining bodyguards, "Young Madam!"

The loud noise frightened An Xi so much that she didn't know what to do. She leaned into He Yunjing's arms while holding the box.

He Yunjing also felt something was wrong, so he hugged An Xi and corrected her, "Call me Young Master. An Xi is not my appendage."

In He Yunjing's view, everyone is an independent individual. He thinks it is much better to call him Young Master than Madam He or something like that.

The bodyguards immediately changed their words, calling them "young master" in unison and respectfully seeing them off.

After getting in the car, He Yunjing reminded An Xi, "Open it and see what it is."

An Xi opened the box obediently. Inside was a pair of gold bracelets. They were finely crafted and had very ancient patterns. They must be old items.

In addition to the gold bracelet, there was also a key. An Xi picked it up and asked, "What is this key for?"

"The He family's private treasury is the personal property of the He family." He Yunjing stroked An Xi's head, "The bracelets were passed down from the He family's ancestor to the eldest daughter-in-law. They are all given by elders to younger generations. My parents died early, so the bracelets were placed with my uncle."

This is true recognition. An Xi smiled happily, picked up the bracelet and put it on her wrist. "Does it look good?"

"It looks good. Ah-Xu looks good in anything she wears."

An Xi leaned her head on He Yunjing's shoulder and said, "You two uncles have such a good relationship. I really thought your uncle would do something to you."

"They had four brothers, and now he's the only one left. The other two uncles didn't have any children either. I'm his only relative, so naturally we have a better relationship."

"Why doesn't my uncle get married?"