MTL - All Aspects Are Kneeling and Begging the Villain Heroine To Be a Person-Chapter 8 No one can take her country away (8)

  Chapter 8 No one can take her country away (8)

   Qianyan didn't stay in the house for a while, when he heard the sound of trotting outside, and a child about six years old rushed into the house.

   The child's eyes turned red when he saw her, he made a gesture of reaching out to hug her, ran in front of her, threw himself on her and hugged her, with a crying voice: "Mother."

   Qianyan was hugged violently, a little uncomfortable.

   Although she was not used to being in such close contact with someone, she didn't push it away. She didn't want to hurt the child for no reason, and she didn't forget this mission.

   She recalled the original owner's attitude towards the child in her mind, and the original owner rarely held the child.

   The original owner has no time at all, and lingering on the feelings of the child will make the child reluctant to part with her, and she will not be able to go to war with peace of mind. In the heart of the original owner, there was a lot of indebtedness to this pair of children.

   The original owner thought that by handing over the two children to He Qingshan, he would definitely nurture them well, but He Qingshan had no such plans from the beginning. In He Qingshan's heart, He Wenqian could never inherit the lineage. He didn't teach He Wenqian much, just let He Wenqian play as he wanted, and let his husband teach some relatively simple things. That gentleman is the one arranged by He Qingshan.

   Qianyan patted He Wenqian's head, He Wenqian glanced at her secretly, and found that he was not pushed away by his mother today, he was slightly relieved, he wanted to hold her for a longer time, just a little longer.

   "I'll find you a teacher."

   "Mother, are you talking to the child?"

"Yeah." Qian Yan responded indifferently, when she realized that Xun Zihuai had run away, "He should be able to teach you everything except martial arts, you can use this person as you like, his life is mine, he My name is Xun Zihuai."

   Xun Zihuai came in and heard this sentence, not knowing whether to cry or laugh.

   "Mother, are you talking about him?" He Wenqian looked at Xun Zihuai with suspicion, "Can he teach children? Don't all gentlemen have long beards? Not so good-looking."

   Xun Zihuai was unhappy: "That's an ordinary gentleman. I'm not ordinary. My talent is better than theirs. But you think I'm good-looking, and I have vision."

   "What did you do?" Qianyan asked.

   Xun Zihuai approached her ear and whispered, "I'll ask Ling Shier what she put in the soup cup, what do you think it is?"

   Qianyan was surprised, did you really ask?

   "How could she tell you?"

   "The mountain man has his own plan." Xun Zihuai looked mysterious, "I can make her lose her soul for a while, and she can say whatever she asks."

  System 666: [It should be something like hypnotism, which can confuse this person and forget what happened in the middle. Lord host, this person is not simple. 】

   As for telling the host to be careful, he felt that it was Xun Zihuai who should be careful.

   "Sister, don't you want to know what's in the soup cup?"

   "What is it?"

   Xun Zihuai lowered his voice: "Ling Shi'er's spit, she is guilty now, who made her meet your sister, she should be sick when she sees the soup recently."

   "Xun Zihuai, do you accept this child?" Qianyan asked.

   Xun Zihuai lowered his head and looked at the six-year-old child who was leaning next to Qianyan, and squatted down when he saw it. Amazing, the fate of this child seems to have changed a lot.

   Obviously should be the phase of premature aging, how did he suddenly become the phase of the emperor?

   He raised his head to look at Qianyan again, it was interesting, interesting, he was really right to follow him.

   He aimed his gaze at He Wenxuan's crib again, and after a while, he would come to see the little girl again, wondering if her fate had changed in the same way.

   (end of this chapter)