Blossoms are blooming

After the old man and the young man were settled, Feng Bei returned to An Ziyan's bedroom. An Ziping stayed by his brother's side every step of the way. Although he knew that his brother's life was temporarily saved, he was still worried, so he He didn't even go to Shang's study room. In his eyes, nothing was more important than his brother's life and health.And An Ziyan's bedroom did not have the dignified scene before, and everyone was relieved for An Ziyan.

Seeing Feng Beifang walk in, An Ziyan stood up and saluted Feng Beifang. "Father, are you really planning to let your brother go to that Tianling Mountain?"

"Only such a disease can be cured, isn't it?" Feng Bei glanced at his son who was lying in bed, his face was full of distress, who said that being born in the emperor's family would be happy?If you are suffering from serious illness, you will not be able to enjoy the splendor and wealth, so you might as well live in the homes of ordinary people with a healthy body.But then I thought about it again, if ordinary people are sick, what would they use to seek medical treatment?So the windy north side still feels very fortunate.

"But can you believe the doctor's words? Does he really have such a great ability to cure brother's illness?" In An Ziping's view, An Ziyan was already terminally ill.

"Didn't you also see it just now! If there are many wonders in this world, there are many strange people and strange things that we have never seen or seen before. Take Lingshan Mountain as an example. The old man can make that mountain invisible with his own ability." You can’t find it in front of you and you can’t enter it, which means that he really has some skills, or his skills are more than that. As the saying goes, real people don’t show their faces. Ping’er, no matter what you do in the future, you must take a long-term view, so that you will know Get more. Remember to be neither arrogant nor impetuous, you have to know that there are many talented people in this world. Arrogant soldiers will surely lose!" Feng Beifang used this incident to explain the truth to An Ziping, and An Ziping was also affected. Hui nodded.

"According to what father means, it means that the old man is a real person and does not show his face? But what is the purpose of him coming to the capital to save his brother?" An Ziping heard that Tianling Mountain is in the north of the country, and it is only a few minutes away from the capital. There are thousands of miles away.Moreover, according to what my father and the old Langzhong said, the old Langzhong must also be living a life of luxury, and there is no need to travel thousands of miles for the regent's palace.

"I'm afraid we won't find out until your brother recovers. Presumably what he wants is an extraordinary item, and he seems to have found out that item. The Prince Regent's Mansion is capable of taking it back and giving it to him! In any case, as long as it can be saved My son's life, even if I go down the mountain of swords and the sea of ​​fire, I will get back what he wants."

"Father, do you think that old man and that man are the reincarnations of immortals? He was able to snatch people from Lord Yan!"

"Those Hades and Bodhisattvas are all nonsense! I said, what kind of messy books do you usually read? If your father finds out, you will be punished for copying the books. At that time, don't beg me again." Feng Bei Fang suddenly had a feeling of hating iron but not steel. He knew that his kid didn't like to go to class, but he liked to watch some folktale collections, which made Feng Bei Fang feel a headache.

Knowing that his affairs had been exposed again, An Ziyan smiled obsequiously at Feng Beifang. "Father, you said it would be great if you had my brother here, so I don't have to go to the Shang's study room. You don't know how capable that Tai Tuo is to torture people. He chews on words all day long, and I can't understand what he said. Why don't you let me see it?" Some unofficial folk history comes quickly." After hearing An Ziping's words, Feng Beifang no longer had the feeling of hating An Ziping, but transformed himself into a dou who couldn't afford it.

"Since your brother is fine, obediently go to the Shang's study room tomorrow, or I will let you copy books first without waiting for your father to come back." Feng Beifang felt that he could not pamper this child like this.He knew that this kid was not stupid, he just liked to play with a little cleverness, if he could practice more, he would become a master in the future.

"Father, don't, don't you want the child's life?" Feng Bei said nothing, just sat on An Ziyan's bed and carefully observed his child. Now he can spend more time with his child Otherwise, when the fifth day comes, An Ziyan will not be able to see him again when he leaves. He has a premonition that An Ziyan will not come back within three to five years after he leaves.

"Ziping, go ask Mo Lin to write a letter to your father, telling him to return to the capital within five days!"

"Let's go now, baby!" After speaking, An Ziping turned and left.

It has been some time since An Shaoqin went to deal with the floods of the Yellow River, and Fengbei has no idea whether An Shaoqin can come back within five days. The north side has full power to take care of it, but he wants An Shaoqin to come back to make the decision on this matter alone. He is really terrified in his heart. The two leave.

Feng Bei dismissed all the servants, he wanted to be alone with An Ziyan, and An Ziyan didn't wake up until Leuke pointed at Zishi.

An Ziyan who just woke up was still very weak, but compared to the daytime, he was already considered much better.

"Father, baby, the baby is not dead yet?" An Ziyan, who seemed to have walked through the gate of hell, found that he could still see his father, feeling a little puzzled and a little happy.When he was unconscious again during the day, he seemed to feel his soul floated to the sky, and saw a room full of people grieving for him.Just when he was about to float away, a force suddenly pulled his soul into his body, but at that time he didn't have the strength to open his eyes, and finally fell asleep because of sleepiness. For a moment, he heard that his life was temporarily saved.

"Son, are you awake? Get up and have something to eat first!" After finishing speaking, Feng Bei side helped An Ziyan up and let An Ziyan lean on his back, and then picked up the Ganoderma lucidum soup on the low table with one hand, the Ganoderma lucidum The soup was freshly cooked and still steaming.Fengbei feeds the soup into An Ziyan's mouth in small spoonfuls. If there is soup overflowing from his mouth, Fengbei carefully wipes it for An Ziyan. screen.

"Yan'er, how do you feel now?" Feng Bei put the empty bowl back on the low table, still letting An Ziyan lean on him.He suddenly felt that he owed this child too much. In the past, he always ignored this child and put almost all his thoughts on An Ziping. Because An Ziping's biological mother was not around, he always wanted to treat An Ziping. Even better, even better.Even though An Shaoqin said he didn't want to do this, he still did what he wanted.

Fengbei never went to ask An Ziyan about his homework, and he never even reminded the child to add an extra layer of clothes when the weather turned cold, or let the child eat some sour plum soup to relieve the heat when the weather was hot.He always thought that An Ziyan was so sensible that he didn't need to worry about it, but in fact An Ziyan was indeed much more sensible than An Ziping.He even forgot that An Ziyan's sensibleness was due to his illness.But now, he really regrets why he didn't pay more attention to this child before. In this way, even with his biological father, it is no different from An Ziping without his biological mother.However, Fengbei would show a rare nervous look when An Ziyan was ill. At that time, he thought that as long as An Shaoqin and the imperial physician were around, An Ziyan would always overcome the difficulties. He didn't realize that he was wrong until today. It was wrong, and it was really wrong, but An Ziyan didn't have any complaints about his actions, and would keep telling him, "My younger brother was born early and his health is not good, so I should love him more."

"Father, let me down, it's so late, you have to rest!" An Ziyan found that his father, who seldom cared about him, was so tired. Is it because he really scared him today?But it's really good, Dad really cares about him, this feeling is really good.This made An Ziyan feel that death is not a pity. In his heart, he has always been jealous of his younger brother who was born prematurely. He thought that if he survived, he would have nothing else to ask for. So he would be jealous too. , And completely buried in my heart without knowing it!

"Father is not tired, but you, if you are tired, go to bed first!" After saying that, Feng Bei asked An Ziyan to lie on the bed and covered him with a quilt.The weather in summer is extremely hot, but An Ziyan's body is always as cold as if he just came out of an ice cellar all year round, especially in winter.

An Ziyan didn't want to fall asleep so soon, he wanted to experience this kind of paternal love more, but he was seriously ill, and he just drank the Ganshen Ganoderma Soup, An Ziyan fell asleep not long after lying on the bed up.

Feng Beifang had been sitting on the bed and didn't want to leave. The housekeeper and Mo Lin had come several times to let their master go back to bed, but they were all sent away by Feng Beifang. He just wanted to spend more time with his child. The day is too short for him, so how can he be willing to leave his child for half a step at this time?

An Ziyan was in a deep sleep, and Feng Bei carefully looked at the sleeping child. This child was so small when he was born, but now he has grown up to such a big size, and he himself has passed by. Year.Feng Bei gently stroked An Ziyan's hair with his hands, and by the light of the candle, he saw a few silver strands hidden in the child's hair. The child had white hair at such a young age, but he had never noticed it. Looking at the white hair hidden in An Ziyan's blue hair, Feng Bei felt a little guilty.

This night belonged to their father and son, one was sleeping quietly, the other was accompanying quietly, no one disturbed them.After the watchmen outside played the four-ring watch, Feng Beifang also leaned against An Ziyan's bed and fell asleep. The whole picture was so discordant.