Fostering apprentices

"Let your name be on the family tree of the Yan family." The more he said, the lower his voice, but Mu Chu could hear him clearly, he said, marry him in, and then give him a title

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Mu Chu's face was filled with joy, and the corners of his mouth curled up into a beautiful arc. He turned over and pressed Yan Nan under him. The warm breath hit his face, and the two breaths were tightly intertwined.

He choked up and said, "Do you know, I've been waiting for your words for a long time."

"I'm really happy. Even the whole world can't match your words."

Yan Nan smiled, and put his arms around his neck: "Poor mouth." He knew that since last night, he was no longer this person's master, and since last night, they have been husband and wife.

There is only one couple who worship heaven and earth.

The footsteps of spring are gradually approaching. The peach blossoms in the small courtyard are almost in bloom. The Yan family has undergone a major reshuffle this winter. The uncle's family has fallen, and even the younger uncle is missing. All of a sudden, the two forces belong together. After Yan Nan died, the Patriarch held the greatest power.

Yan Nan was not in a hurry to go back to the mansion after the court. During this time, Mu Chu went back to Dongyue to deal with some matters, so he could also deal with some of his own affairs.

When he arrived at Hualou, he saw people crowded inside, and the air of smoke and dust came to his face, both men and women, singing and singing again and again.When Yan Nan entered, the old bustard ran over in a blink of an eye. She had good eyesight and recognized the brocade on his body at a glance.

Apart from the members of the royal family, there was only the Yan family, and this handsome young master was only General Yan.

"A rare visitor, a rare visitor indeed, General Yan came to this small place for pleasure or not?"

"Looking for someone." He looked around, looking for the figure of the person he wanted in his heart, and soon found that person in the corner.

Yan Nan took out an ingot of gold from his sleeve and threw it to the old bustard, and ordered: "Prepare a good room, and no one is allowed to enter." He looked at the old man in the farthest corner, and walked over with a sullen face.

With a "bang", Taoist Yuanshan was drinking, but because of the noise, his hands shook and he almost threw the wine jar out, and he suddenly became angry: "Is that bastard interrupting my uncle's drinking? "

Yan Nan: "..." He chuckled, and when Taoist Yuanshan saw him, he ran away as if he had seen a ghost.

"You run, let me catch you next time, I will break your legs, and then you will be locked in the poorest place, and you will never get out for the rest of your life."

Taoist Yuanshan silently retracted the leg that had just been raised. He didn't think the kid was joking. He stared at Yan Nan, and couldn't get out of his heart: "I'm also your master after all, so it's okay to be so cruel. Now, I still have to torment an old man like this."

He beat his chest and said, "I am really miserable."

Yan Nan sneered a few times, stretched out his hand and grabbed his skirt, and dragged him towards the second floor. He had seen the old urchin's tricks a lot, and he wouldn't just let him go no matter how he behaved today. .

There was another 'bang', and the door was slammed shut. Yan Nan ordered the hidden guards to stay at the door every step of the way, and not to receive anyone who came.

He looked at the old urchin who was sitting at the table and was about to pour him wine, his eyes turned cold, then he grabbed the wine glass and put it aside.

"What are you doing, what are you doing? Fortunately, I am also your master. Why are you acting like an enemy?"

"Where's the butler?"

Taoist Yuanshan looked at the wine in front of him with a strange expression: "What housekeeper, I don't know anything."

"I asked you where the butler is?" He is not an idiot. He has noticed that something is wrong with the butler since the accident happened. As for the reason, it is the most puzzling thing.

"What did he know, or what did you guys hide from me?"

"You..." He glanced at Yan Nan, and slowly lowered his head. He didn't know whether to talk about Mu Chu or not. Mu Chu with a single personality.

"The butler is fine. I just brought him to a safe place. As for you today, I'm afraid you didn't come to me because of the butler."

Yuanshan Taoist stared at him closely, as if he wanted to find a trace of the situation from his face.

"I want to ask about my mother."

With a sound of "bang", the wine glass that Taoist Yuanshan just got fell to the ground in an instant, and it was torn apart. He looked at Yan Nan in shock and asked, "You know?"

"I know a little bit. I wasn't sure at first in the nightmare, but after I asked some people, I also learned something about that year." Yan Nan said truthfully.

"Then, how do you think Yancheng treats you?"

Yan Nan looked at the broken wine glass on the ground, and there was still a puddle of wine stains, which reflected his appearance, somewhat like Yan Cheng, his father.

The person he admired most in his life.

"He... will always be my father."

Taoist Yuanshan nodded, and continued: "Since you still regard him as your father, and you are obsessed with what you did in the past, there is a reason for your mother not to tell you about your life experience, so why do you add unnecessary things to yourself?" trouble?"

"Yan Nan, some things are not as complicated as you think."

"But I..." He hesitated to speak, his eyes darkened. Perhaps his mother had been hiding his life experience from him to protect his life, but he had the right to know, and had the right to know everything about it.

"I know my mother's intentions, but, master, I must know who my biological father is, why he abandoned my mother, and why my mother who is about to give birth chooses to marry my father."

"Also, why is she exactly the same as my brother's mother?"

Yuanshan Taoist looked at his serious appearance, and knew that the secret he had been guarding could no longer be kept. He stared at the grown-up boy in front of him. ..

His eyes were dimmed, and he sighed long: "Your mother is from Dayan. I still remember the first time I saw her before she was married. At that time, which one of the famous sons in Dayan King City didn't admire her?" Your mother, but this girl fell in love with the most cold-blooded and ruthless person. Later, that person was defeated and fled with your mother, but at the last moment she abandoned her. I don't know what happened. By the time I arrived, someone had already rescued your mother, and that was your father."

"The two got along day and night, and gradually developed feelings. Your mother has always been unable to let go of that person in her heart, so she has always refused. It was only later that the two of them cherished each other. Your father said that the child is his. Protect the general's mansion you just married into."

"As for her and your appearance, I also used some shady illusions to cover it up for you. After all, that person is supremely powerful now. If he knew of your existence, he might do something."

Yan Nan reached out and took out the soft sword that he had been carrying around his waist all the time. There was a clear word "Cheng" engraved on it. He suddenly thought of a person, someone who had fought with him before. The soft sword on his waist looked like this. It's about the same.

Chengzi, Chengzi, and the emperor he knew also had a Chengzi.

"You should have met your biological father. He also came when Yun Jing ascended the throne last time. However, his position as wife has always been vacant. I think it's because of my guilt towards your mother."

It is rumored that Emperor Dayan once married the daughter of General Zhenyuan as his concubine, but he lost his wife when the rebels attacked, and the throne remained vacant for more than 20 years after he ascended the throne.

Rumor has it that the Emperor Dayan missed his dead concubine obsessively, built Qionglou Yuyu and even rarely set foot in the harem, so far there are only three princes and one princess.

Rumor...Yan Nan clenched the soft sword in his hand, as if he couldn't accept the result, he lifted the lid of the wine and drank it straight up.

Master's words kept lingering in his mind, all the truth was just that simple, his biological father was the emperor of Dayan, who appeared to be very infatuated to the outside world.

But it was this infatuated person who betrayed his mother and indirectly killed his mother.

But this infatuated man is the emperor of Dayan, the most immovable person.

"Things before were not as complicated as you thought. You have to remember that your surname is Yan now, not Yi." Taoist Yuanshan snatched the wine jar in his hand and threw it aside. Don't be fooled by this person, he is not so clear about what happened in the past, Jiang Yi didn't talk about it, so he didn't ask much.

If the grievances of the previous generation are left to the next generation, when will the grievances be repaid, this is what girl Jiang Yi thinks in her heart.

Yan Nan sneered, wine stains remained on the corners of his mouth, he looked at the soft sword in his hand, the irony in his eyes was very obvious: "Yes, my surname is Yan, I can never be from the Yi family, never .”

After returning, Yan Nan found out the soldier talisman left by his elder brother, beside it was the soldier talisman of the general's mansion, the patriarch's token, looking at these things, all these things that should not belong to him, but now they are all in his hands.

Power, fame, money, he has it all now, why is he still disappointed?

Did he know about his biological father, or did he hate the unforgivable things that hypocrite did to his mother.

Yes, he hated, hated that man.

But it couldn't kill him.

There was a faint knock on the door, and he said softly, "Come in."

"Master, Jiang Shizi has sent a letter."

The dark guard put the letter on the table, closed the door and left. Yan Nan's mind is now full of things about his life experience, and he has no intention of reading Jiang Bei's letter at all.He lowered his head, always holding that exquisitely crafted soft sword in his hand.

"Yi Cheng..."

On Jiangbei's side, he looked at the elite soldiers surrounding them, frowned slightly, and turned to look at the people behind him: "Do you know them?"