Even the devil will cry after losing his memory

The Yan family, the richest man in Yinzhou City, has added a young master.

The master of the Yan family already had two sons, both in their teens. This time, he had another child by accident. He originally wanted a daughter, but who knew that he would give birth to a son in the end.

But this son has a pair of delicate eyes since he was born, and the longer he grows, the more beautiful he is. He is white and tender like a doll made out of dough. He is always better than other little girls when he is carried out at banquets. Be pretty.

The young master of the Yan family is not only good-looking, but also has a very pleasant temperament, but at the age of only three or four years old, he is already smart and well-behaved.

The young master doesn't like to cry, he always smiles every day, the sweet dimples hang on his face, and when the big eyes are slightly bent because of the smile, they look like cute crescent moons, it makes people feel a little drunk, can't wait Give him everything.

But what few people know is that this young master is far from being as well-behaved as he looks, probably because he has been spoiled since he was a child, and the young master is extremely willful. He can be said to be the little devil of the entire Yan family. If he doesn't give what he wants, he will cause chaos and chaos.

Of course, the young master's fuss wasn't really crying, he just climbed onto the roof and cried silently. Seeing the young master crying, the whole Yan family panicked.

The Yan family couple loved the youngest son very much, and the two elder brothers also cared about him very much, including of course the servants of the entire Yan family.

So when the young master was five years old, several masters of practice came to the Yan family and proposed to take the young master as an apprentice, and when they took him to practice, almost everyone in the Yan family expressed relief and reluctance.

It is of course gratifying that their young master has such talent, can have the opportunity to step into the door of practice, and is accepted as apprentices by several seemingly formidable masters.The reluctance to give up is naturally because he doesn't want him to leave the Yan family, and he doesn't want him to suffer such hardships.

After the three masters came here and proposed to accept apprentices, the Yan family gathered around those masters and asked them, almost from the basic necessities of the sect, whether they had any enemies in the sect, until finally they didn't know what to do. They asked something, but they still couldn't feel completely relieved.

In the end, the master of the Yan family could only sit in a chair, looked at the three masters, and carefully asked: "After he apprentices, can we visit him often? Can I prepare a dozen servants for him? He never I have never traveled far, nor have I experienced hardships, I am afraid that he will not be able to get used to the life there."

The three people on the opposite side looked at each other and couldn't help laughing.

The person sitting at the front looked a little older, with a few strands of silver on his temples, but his appearance was still that of a young man. Only from his eyes that were as calm as stagnant water, it could be seen that he had experienced many things before. Less wind and frost.

Sitting next to him is a person whose gender cannot be discerned. At first, people in the Yan family thought he was a woman. He opened his mouth to deny their title of "girl", and everyone suddenly became confused, not knowing what to call them.

The one sitting on the outermost side was a man with a relatively ordinary appearance and temperament. If it wasn't because the master of the Yan family had seen him deal with a monster as tall as several floors when they met, maybe he would have You will feel that this person is ordinary.

Now these three masters are sitting in the lobby of the Yan family. The entire Yan family dare not neglect and receive them carefully. After looking at each other, the three finally introduced their respective names.

"My name is Hezhi." The person at the front said aloud, then pointed to the two people beside him, "Nanqing, Duan Liu, we are from the Dust-Worthing Sect."

Yinzhou is a small town by the sea, so I don't know much about the affairs of the Jianghu, only know that the three are masters, and the Yanchen Sect should be a powerful monastic sect, but I don't know their status in the Jianghu.

After hearing several introductions, although the master of the Yan family had never heard of it, he also said a few words "I have admired you for a long time".

Not only did she not make a sound, but Nan Qing was amused: "Aren't you afraid that we will sell your son?"

The master of the Yan family shook his head and smiled bitterly: "With what you can do, you don't need to cheat at all if you want to take my son away."

Not only was he a little surprised by his answer, he looked up and down at the master of the Yan family. For some reason, he had a strange illusion in his heart, as if he was not thinking about whether these people could become him. His son's master, but these few are looking at whether he is qualified to be the father of their own son.

The face of the master of the Yan family was slightly confused: "Several, what's the matter?"

Not only shook his head but remained silent, Duan Liu, who was sitting at the end, took the initiative to say, "Don't talk about it, let's bring the young master out to have a look."

The master of the Yan family nodded quickly, and told the people around him: "Hurry up and bring the young master out."

When he talked about his youngest son, his expression became much softer.

The other three people saw it in their eyes and looked at each other, and they seemed to be inexplicably relieved.

The next waiting time was not too long, but for some reason, all three of them were a little strange. Not only did they look the calmest, Nan Qing looked into the distance expectantly, only Duan Liu was the least calm, rubbing his hands together, He even couldn't help pinching himself.

After an unknown amount of time, a servant finally walked in leading a small figure.

Because of the cold weather, the young master was wrapped in a thick cotton robe, and the neckline of the robe was decorated with white fluff, wrapping him like a pink and tender glutinous rice ball.He is not at all shy like other children, just entering the door is like a gust of cheerful wind, softly slamming into the arms of the master of the Yan family: "Daddy, you are back!"

Any hard-hearted person would probably not be able to help but melt his heart when he saw such a cute little dumpling rushing towards him. The master of the Yan family couldn't help laughing as he hugged his son, and leaned over to kiss his son's little face: "Hey, Dad is back and brought you a lot of good things."

As he spoke, he ordered his servants to hand over the gadgets he had brought back to the child, and then he turned around with the child in his arms and introduced to everyone: "This is Xiao Eryan..."

Before the master of the Yan family could finish his sentence, he suddenly saw that the expressions of the three guests in front of him were different, so he couldn't help stopping his voice.

"Three guests?"

At this time, the three guests sitting in the hall, not only did not look very different, but they stared at the young master of the Yan family with a slightly strange gaze, which seemed to be nostalgic and concerned, and Nan Qing looked similar to him , but the emotions are deeper and the emotions are more complicated.And looking at Duan Liu next to them, this person didn't know what was going on, but he couldn't help crying into tears while covering his red eyes.

Master Yan Family: "..."

The young master who was held in his arms also noticed these three strange people. He looked at He Zhi and others curiously, and finally stopped his gaze on Duan Liu, wondering: "Why are you crying?" ?”

When Duan Liu heard his voice, tears welled up more violently, and he choked up, "I..."

The young master of the Yan family jumped out of his father's arms, came to Duan Liu and took out a handkerchief and handed it over: "Don't cry, or other people won't like to play with you."

Seeing Duan Liu's crying stopped for a moment, he quickly explained: "Really, my father said it."

Nan Qing managed to regain her senses, but she still couldn't bear to look away from the young master, so she raised her hand and poked Duan Liu's chest.

Duan Liu was jolted awake by his stabbing, and quickly nodded and said, "I, I see."

He raised his hand to take the handkerchief and quickly wiped his face. After wiping away his tears, he hesitated and didn't know where to speak. After hesitating, he finally turned his gaze to He Zhi on the other side.

Not only did he seem calm, but his voice still revealed his mood. He asked the young master with a slightly hoarse voice, "What's your name?"

The young master of the Yan family ran back to his father after handing over the handkerchief. Now that he heard He Zhi's question, he turned to look at the master of the Yan family. After the latter nodded, he finally said: "My name is Geese are also warm."

Geese are also warm.

He Zhi waited for someone to mutter the name several times, Nan Qing couldn't help laughing first: "What a good name."

In the following time, not only the three of them chatted here for a while, during which even the eldest and second young masters of the Yan family also rushed over, their words were full of reluctance to the younger brother.

Until the end, the sky gradually darkened, and the master of the Yan family, who managed to drag until now, held the child and suggested: "Since it's already here, why don't you stay here overnight, and take Yinuan away tomorrow."

Nan Qing couldn't help laughing when he heard the words, they had discussed it long before they came, and now after meeting He Zhi Duan Liu's eyes, he took the initiative to say: "We know how much Master Yan is reluctant to part with the young master, so we have already We have already discussed it, and we can't bear to let him leave his parents at a young age to go to the mountains to practice hard, so even if we accept him as a disciple, we will not take him away."

The master of the Yan family and the eldest and second young masters were slightly stunned: "Then..."

He Zhi tapped on the table and said, "We will come here to guide him in cultivation every few days. I wonder what Master Yan thinks?"

Master Yan looked at his sons, and laughed almost immediately: "Thank you a few masters! Thank you gods!"

They stayed at Yan's house that night, and Nan Qing climbed up to the roof alone at night, and heard the young master of Yan's family playing with someone from across a courtyard, and there was hearty laughter, Nan Qing couldn't help laughing too.

Not knowing when he came to him, he also sat down on the roof, and said after a moment of silence: "The Lord used to like to sit on the roof when he was unhappy."

Nan Qing raised her eyebrows and said, "I learned from him."

He Zhi looked at the little figure in the light from a distance: "Do you think it's incredible?"

Before that, they never thought that they would be able to see their lord again. Obviously, when he stripped the spirit beads from his body to activate the formation, he was already lost and unable to be resurrected.

But in the end, it was Wen Lingyuan who somehow found the resurrection spar that could revive the soul, poured it with his own spiritual power for a hundred years, and finally let Yanliang re-enter the reincarnation.

"Even so, Wen Lingyuan still killed the Lord." Nan Qing said with displeasure when thinking of these things, "Now the Lord can finally live a carefree life. If he dares to approach the Lord , I will definitely fight him hard."

They exchanged a few words with each other, it was late at night, the wife of the Yan family came to the courtyard to urge Yan Yinuan to sleep, the young master was obviously sleepy, but he refused to go back because he hadn't played enough.

In the end, Mrs. Yan hummed softly, and carried the sleeping little guy to the room.

The sleeping child was still holding the toy in his hands and refused to let go. He tilted his head and was taken over by Mrs. Yan from his wife's hand. He shrunk unconsciously in his sleep and found the most comfortable position in his father's arms. The lips were slightly raised, revealing a child's sweet smile.