"I understand. Let's arrange to leave early tomorrow morning." Fang Ziye had thought about leaving the child one day, but he didn't expect it to be so soon.

He couldn't let the man doubt him. Even the slightest suspicion could expose the existence of the child. He had to go.

"I'll go and make the arrangements now." From the day he was assigned to Fang Ziye's side, Ah Wu knew clearly that he could only be Fang Ziye's man from then on.

"Go."

Seeing his subordinate leave, Fang Ziye looked at the sleeping child beside him.

"Master." Er Shun called out.

"You also go and help Ah Wu." Fang Ziye said without raising his head.

After everyone in the room had left, Fang Ziye looked at the child with reluctance and guilt in his eyes. Whether he left or the child was taken away by that man, he could not escape the fact that he and the child were destined to be separated.

If that's the case, why not prepare to keep the child by his side from the beginning, but now he has to endure the separation from the child.

"Little treasure, mom is sorry for you." Fang Ziye reached out and touched the child's tender face. The child is so young, will he blame his mom for abandoning him so cruelly and entrusting him to others when he is still so young?

The child's nickname is Xiao Baoer, and it was An An who gave the child the nickname.

That day, Wan Feng asked him what name to give the child. He thought about it for a long time and just picked one casually, Fang Baoer. Wan Feng thought he was joking, but he was really serious. This child was his, Fang Ziye's treasure.

When the child was in his belly, he began to think about the child's name. He thought a lot, but in the end it was not as good as the one An An picked casually.

"Don't blame Mom, and don't... forget Mom." Fang Ziye lowered his head and touched the child's forehead with his lips, and didn't raise his head for a long time.

A drop of hot tears fell on the child's face, and the sleeping child trembled, as if startled by the tears.

Fang Ziye also had to tell Xiangnan and Wanfeng that he was leaving, and entrusted the child to them. It was not until the next morning when he was about to leave that he told them about this.

"Why are you leaving so soon? Why, why can't you wait a while? You know your body condition. Although it's not snowing outside, it's still cold. Haven't you heard that the wind in early spring is more poisonous than in winter?" Qi Wanfeng got anxious when he heard this. The new baby was going to die in a few days, and his body was not well recovered. Fang Ziye didn't know that if he got sick, he would be the one to suffer.

"I know. I'll just sit in the carriage and not get out. What do you think?" Fang Ziye knew that Wanfeng cared about him. It had been a long time since his father and mother passed away.

The child was still sleeping in the crib. He held the child all night yesterday and was reluctant to let go. Thinking that they would be separated for such a long time in the future and it would be difficult to see each other, he was reluctant to let go of the child.

And now, the child is still sleeping in the crib. He fed the child early in the morning and left early in the carriage.

Aning also had a worried look on his face, but he didn't know what to say. The only thing he was thankful for now was that he took his Xuan'er with him when he left.

He probably also understood that Fang Ziye's departure was also due to his own reasons.

"You said it yourself, don't break your promise." Seeing Wanfeng wanted to say something, Cao Xiangnan stopped him and said with a half-joking smile.

Qi Wanfeng actually understood in his heart that they had already talked about Fang Ziye leaving and leaving the child with them. After being stopped by his husband, he also understood what his husband meant.

"Okay." Fang Ziye responded, looking in the direction of Wanfeng, with an apologetic look in his eyes, because he had failed Wanfeng's kindness. "You should come back early, we will help you take good care of Xiaobaoer and wait for you to come back." Qi Wanfeng said with a reluctant look on his face, looking at the people who were about to leave.

"Okay!" Fang Ziye looked at Aning, smiled and nodded at him, "We will leave first." Then he looked at Cao Xiangnan and Wanfeng, saying this to them.

"Don't worry, Nan boy, with me, Old Huang, our master will be fine, don't worry." Old Doctor Huang also wanted to take his little medicine boy back, and he and his group promised.

"Then I'm leaving, and Xiaobaoer will be handed over to you." Fang Ziye said.

"Come back soon."

"Yes..."

"Take care."

"Take care."

There was a carriage waiting at the door outside the yard. The departing people got on the carriage. The sound of horse hooves could be heard, and the wheels turned, leaving several rows of wheel marks on the ground.

"Wow wow--" The child in the house was awakened for some reason and suddenly started crying.

Hearing the child's cry, Qi Wanfeng turned around and ran into the house.

The person sitting in the carriage maintained the same posture as he got on, sitting there motionless, and tried hard not to get off the car. He didn't care about anything else. He just wanted to keep the child by his side.

"Master." Ershun, who was kneeling in front of his master, called his master worriedly.

After a while, the man with a wooden face suddenly moved, raised his head and looked at the little slave in front of him. Fang Ziye asked, "Did you hear Xiaobao crying?"

"Master." Ershun was about to cry.

"I, I heard Xiaobao crying, Xiaobao was calling me..." Fang Ziye's eyes searched everywhere, as if looking for a crying child.

Ershun knelt in front of his master and cried first. At this moment, he really hated that master for hurting his master so much that the wheels of the departing carriage moved forward without stopping.

The wind blowing in early spring made people cold to the bone. The two carriages turned back along the way they came.

The window in the upstairs room was opened, and the man standing in front of the window let the cold wind blow. His face was hard and angular like a knife. It was a very tasteful face.

The person who came was none other than Feng Lingxiao, the King of Wings, who was supposed to be in Fengdu. He secretly appeared in Yipinzhai in Nanyang and entered the chamber reserved for Fang Dadong's family.

At this time, he should have stayed in Fengdu, not in Nanyang, which was thousands of miles away. If you ask him why he was here, he himself might not be able to explain why he was here, but he did come.

The cold winter passed, and early spring came. Fang Ziye had been gone for several months. His subordinates reported that this person was in Nanyang, and Feng Lingxiao knew it. He

was busy from the New Year to the Lantern Festival on the 15th day of the first lunar month. Feng Lingxiao immediately arranged to come to Nanyang secretly, where Fang Ziye was, but this person was not there.

The master had instructed that no matter how many questions the master asked, Fang, who was loyal to the master, would only say that he had gone out to meet friends and would be back in a few days. Then he contacted the master and told him about the matter.

After so many years in Yipinzhai in Nanyang, Fang had respect, awe, and fear for the master, but the only thing he lacked was loyalty to his master. He had only one master, even if that master was the Wing King.

The two carriages returned to the gate of Yipinzhai. Fang, the shopkeeper, heard the news and went out in person to welcome the returning master. He bowed his head and whispered to his master, telling him that the master was still upstairs waiting for him to come back.

Fang was worried that if the master didn't come back today, the master would go to find him in person, but fortunately he did come back.

The group walked in and went up the side corridor.

One of the two guards guarding the door said, "The master has ordered that the young master should go in directly when he returns."

The other one pushed the door open, and with a creaking sound, the door opened.

The person who was about to step in paused for a moment, then put it down and went into the house.

The house was quiet, as if no one was there. However, the person who came in took a few steps inside and saw someone standing in front of the window blowing in the cold wind. Fang Ziye frowned. This season was not colder than winter at all.

The person standing in front seemed to have a pair of eyes on the back of his head. It was almost as if the person who came in frowned, and Feng Lingxiao stretched out his hand and closed the window in front of him.

"You, why are you here?" This was the first time this person came to see him. If it were in the past, he would be looking forward to this person coming, but now he hoped that he would not come, but he came anyway.

When facing this person, Fang Ziye didn't know whether he felt guilty or something else. When Feng Lingxiao looked at him sharply, he turned his eyes away and looked elsewhere.

It's not that there is no resentment in his heart, but what can resentment do? Can he really not take this person to heart, or change him for this person to even have a child, but from the moment he knew about the existence of this child, he didn't intend to let him know about the existence of the child.

"Then tell me, why can't I come?" Feng Lingxiao asked.

The face was still the same, but the way the person who spoke looked at the person who came back and the slightly lighter tone made the words different.

Fang Ziye met the eyes that were looking at him. He saw a hint of smile in these familiar eyes, and also a question. How long had he seen Feng Lingxiao? How long had he been looking at this pair of eyes? This look made him feel strange and familiar. After all, there was a world of difference between him and this person. It was impossible for him to be like what he expected in his heart.

"Fourth Master still wants to leave. How can a commoner like me influence him?" Fang Ziye wanted to say this as a joke, but as soon as he said it, he even noticed a hint of complaint in his tone, and hurriedly tried to change his words, "No, that's not what I meant."

The deep eyes looked at him, and the person standing at the other end walked towards him. Fang Ziye actually had the thought of retreating in his heart, but he restrained it.

He looked at the person who was walking towards him, and with a few big strides, he came in front of him.

"I know." Feng Lingxiao raised the corners of his mouth, with a faint smile on his face, and asked, "I heard from Lao Fang that you went to visit a friend, why did you take so long?"

This question was finally asked. With his understanding of this person, if he was hiding something, it would really attract his attention. If he told the truth, he would not ask more questions.

Yipinzhai's business was so good that there were several more profitable accounts in hand. The mushrooms and vegetables grown in the hot spring villa this year alone were a huge amount.

Fang Ziye also mentioned Cao Xiangnan to Feng Lingxiao. He said, "I went to Caojia Village and visited Cao Xiangnan's home."

"It's rare that you like it, so go ahead." Feng Lingxiao replied.