Swipe the Sword to Fight the Clouds [Comprehensive Martial Arts]

The 12-year-old boy sat opposite the old man.The young boy's face was always indifferent. Even for a second, someone was telling him that the baby girl who had been reaching out to him was the wife his mother had planned for him.And the old man opposite him also restrained his usual smile, fixedly staring at the young boy's face, not missing even the slightest change in his expression.

Uncle Zhong has already prepared the draft, and feels that as long as the city lord at home shows a hint of "repentance", he will be able to tell him a lot of truths about filial piety and promises.

Ye Gucheng's face was calm, but his heart was a little dazed.He was not afraid of a little girl who was still in her infancy, but since he knew that it was his unmarried little wife, he felt a little awkward.

After all, he is not really a teenager.In the previous life, Ye Gucheng had passed away, but he had no heirs.He didn't have any experience with young children, and he just got close to this little girl because of a moment of pity in his heart.

Now that this old incident has been involved for no reason, Ye Gucheng pursed his lips, pondered for a moment, and said something else: "Does this child have a name? Is it the word Fuyue embroidered on that handkerchief?"

In the words, Ye Gucheng called the baby a child, although he didn't completely reject it, but he could vaguely show some attitude - he only regarded her as a child.

Uncle Zhong is mature enough to know that he should not be overly intimidating. Now that his city lord has found out about the agreement between his wife and Miss Zhixi, he can still keep the child, which already gives Uncle Zhong some hope.Right now, the little lady is still young, and she will grow up in the city lord's mansion in the future, and grow up with their childhood sweethearts, and the friendship will be much closer.

——Uncle Zhong automatically ignored the age of his own city lord.Otherwise, I really don't know how the twelve or thirteen-year-old boy and the baby under one year old were "childhood sweethearts".

The old housekeeper of Baiyun City handed Ye Gucheng the handkerchief wrapped in the woman's dress, bowed his head and said: "The name of the little madam is decided by the city lord."

Within a day, Uncle Zhong's name for the little girl changed several times.He is a well-measured old man, so he rashly called "Little Madam" at this moment, naturally he was testing Ye Gucheng's attitude.

Ye Gucheng pinched the center of his brows with some headaches, raised his hand to stop Zhongshu and said: "This son is still young, so don't talk about Madam's talk for now."

Pitying the child's loneliness in his heart, and feeling that the marriage contract was a bit of nonsense, Ye Gucheng rejected Uncle Zhong's name for the child, and only said to him: "Since she has some connections with the Ye family, she can also be regarded as a member of my Baiyun City." Miss Biao, in the future the family will collectively call you Miss."

Knowing that the attitude of his own city lord was already loose, Uncle Zhong nodded, and turned a little confused: "I just don't know what the surname of Madam's righteous brother-in-law is, and now the lady is named 'Fuyue', but this surname..."

Just now when Uncle Zhong mentioned that the aunt was pregnant, he seemed embarrassed. Ye Gucheng guessed that the aunt was also a bold person.The folk customs in Baiyun City are open, and everyone is united as one. Even if a woman is unmarried and pregnant, everyone in the city will only pity what happened to the woman and will not criticize her.

I heard from Uncle Zhong that when my mother picked up her adopted sister, my aunt was still young.She already has some background and grew up in Baiyun City. She is probably bolder than girls from the Central Plains, and it is not impossible for her to get pregnant without being married.

Ye Gucheng didn't intend to comment on the matter of the elders, but it's a pity that the child's biological father is unknown, so the surname will be a little embarrassing.Ye Gucheng rubbed the center of his brows, and said, "What's your aunt's last name?"

The old housekeeper sighed, and knew a little about the past, so the embarrassment on his face became more obvious: "When Miss Zhixi was picked up by the madam, she forgot all the past, it was the name Zhixi, and she was the one who held it all the time. engraved on his flute."

Ye Gucheng frowned - looking at it this way, the situation of the mother and daughter is somewhat similar.If the mother uses the two characters on the flute as her name, should the daughter use the two characters on the handkerchief?

Suddenly at this moment, the little girl who was full and obediently closed her eyes and went to sleep suddenly sobbed, and pulled out a small hand from the quilt covering her body.Just now Uncle Zhong checked her swaddle, thinking about the warmth of the charcoal fire in the room, so he didn't wrap her up carefully, but pulled the blanket from the soft bed to cover her body.

At this moment, the little girl was tossing and turning in the blanket, and even pushed the blanket away a little.

The little girl who had kept her eyes closed all this time suddenly opened her eyes, her bright black eyes stared straight at Ye Gucheng.She kept stretching out her fat and tender hands towards Ye Gucheng, as if she still remembered how reassuring this person's embrace was just now.

Uncle Zhong stepped forward and lightly covered her with the kicked-off blanket, then turned to Ye Gucheng and said, "Master, Miss likes you."

do you like it?

Ye Gucheng recalled in a daze that when that boy Ye Guhong was born, he was already ten years old.Back then, when I was a real teenager, I was still very curious about this cousin.At that time, Ye Gucheng's parents were still there, and when he went to visit his newborn cousin, Ye Gucheng poked his cousin's face with a rare boyishness.

Unexpectedly, that kid Ye Guhong didn't show any face at all, and immediately started howling.Not only was he crying miserably at the time, but in the end, Ye Guhong would cry whenever he took a step closer.

My mother and aunt failed to comfort him many times, so I could only comfort him embarrassingly by saying that he was young and promising, and at the age of ten, his whole body was full of sword energy, and even the child was crying.

At that time, Ye Gucheng was only a ten-year-old boy. Although these words complimented his swordsmanship, but his cousin was afraid of him, Ye Gucheng would not be sad.Ye Guhong probably also has some psychological shadows. In his previous life, Ye Gucheng was quite careless towards this cousin and taught him swordsmanship himself, but Ye Guhong always treated him more than respectful and not close enough.

Maybe he was always a child, and his cousin was still like that, so even if he picked up this little girl, Ye Gucheng didn't expect her to be close to him.It's just that Ye Gucheng didn't expect that the more aggressive he was now, and the sword energy around him was far better than before, this little girl would take the initiative to reach out to him.

Seemingly touched by something in his heart, Ye Gucheng looked at the hand that had been stretched out towards him, and couldn't help but walked to the side of Ruantao, wrapped the whole person in a blanket and put it on his lap.

Already ready for the child to cry in the next moment, Ye Gucheng signaled Uncle Zhong to stand beside him with his eyes, ready to coax the child at any time.

However, the result was beyond Uncle Zhong and Ye Gucheng's expectations.The little baby girl's head and neck are still soft, Ye Gucheng doesn't know how to hold a baby, and doesn't know how to support her neck with his hands.The little girl was uncomfortable being hugged, but in Ye Gucheng's arms, she did not push her little hands and feet vigorously, but lay obediently on her back, hooking a strand of Ye Gucheng's hair with her little hand, and the little girl The little one let out an "ah" before closing his eyes in a daze.

The soft lump on his knee made Ye Gucheng almost feel helpless.He looked at this little girl who seemed to be touching porcelain and continued to sleep peacefully as soon as she was in his arms, and he said to Uncle Zhong after a while, "She is so sleepy, but is she sick?"

The serious face of the young man was full of troubles that could not be concealed. Uncle Zhong rarely saw such a "rich" moment on the face of his castellan, and he felt more and more in his heart that it was indeed the marriage arranged by his wife for the castellan. The young lady can influence the castellan at such a young age. So far, it's really extraordinary.

——The old man always thinks far, far away.Now, their little wife is still a baby, and Uncle Zhong is already thinking about what will happen to his little city lord.

However, Uncle Zhong is an old butler who has been trusted by three generations of Baiyun City Lords. Hearing Ye Gucheng's words, he smiled and said: "Babies are like this. Miss looks less than one year old, and it's normal to be lethargic."

Ye Gucheng's frowning brows did not relax, he held the hand of the child in his arms with two fingers and held it next to the small fleshy face, carefully looked at the birthmark for a long time, and then wrapped her hand back into swaddling.

"It's not a tattoo." Ye Gucheng said to Uncle Zhong.He noticed this special mark from the very beginning, and he always felt that the mark caught his attention.But what exactly he cares about, Ye Gucheng himself can't tell clearly.

Uncle Zhong pointed to the handkerchief embroidered with the same pattern, and said to Ye Gucheng uncertainly: "If I remember correctly, this sign should be the sign of Wanhua, Miss Zhixi's teacher. Miss Zhixi said Wanhua is a hidden valley in Qingyan, Qinling Mountains, Madam has sent people to search for it several times, but there is no trace of it."

Wanhua.

Ye Gucheng is very sure that he has never heard the name of this sect no matter in his previous life or in this life—just like he has never heard of his mother and a righteous sister in his previous life, and he has a wife who has not yet been educated.

I don't know whether all these sudden changes are good or bad, but Ye Gucheng asked himself, isn't he coming back to life just to make some changes?

Not wanting to think about it, Ye Gucheng lowered his head and looked at the obedient little girl nestling in his arms, feeling some rare tenderness in his heart.He stretched out his hand to touch the girl's forehead, and saw that she didn't have a fever, so he felt relieved.

Withdrawing his finger, Ye Gucheng said in a deep voice: "Since she is so destined to me, I can't bear to see this child lose her surname. Since Aunt Zhixi has no surname, let Fuyue take my surname Ye."

Ye Fuyue, last night the breeze was blowing the moon skillfully.I also hope that all the sufferings this child suffered in his childhood will be blown away by the wind, so that he can only be peaceful and peaceful from now on.

Uncle Zhong was startled, but then knew that this was Miss Xixi, the city lord. With a reply of "Hey", Uncle Zhong was about to stand up and leave - there is now a young lady in the house, and this lady is most likely to be their little wife, Uncle Zhong still has a lot of things to arrange.

Seeing Uncle Zhong back out, Ye Gucheng hugged Ye Fuyue and sat for a while, just about to put him down, Ye Gucheng felt dizzy for a while.Before falling into the darkness, the only thing he had time to do was to lean back on the couch, the little baby was protected by him, but luckily it was not thrown out.

The author has something to say: I always feel that the owner of the city is a little bit half-hearted... The little lady is amazing 23333

Also, I didn't know whether I should sympathize with the city lord or Ye Guhong's little friend when I scared my little cousin to tears.

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