Yu Zhiyi looked up at Yan Xi's hand, clenched it tightly with his backhand, like a dying man grabbing a piece of driftwood, and looked up at him, "Is this what it is?"
Although Yan Xi felt a little uncomfortable, she tried not to retract her hand, nodded, and smiled faintly: "Well, she was willing to leave to save your life, which shows that she loves you very much. She is willing to give birth to a child for you, which shows that she doesn't hate you. Before she died, she might just want to see you one last time. This is her biggest regret."
Hearing his words, Yu Zhiyi turned his head away, tears welling up in his eyes. He wiped them away, turned back and looked at him with a smile, "That's right, Linlang is so good, she can't bear to hate me, it's my incompetence... I'm sorry for her."
His tone was full of guilt. Yan Xi knew that he couldn't let go for the time being, so she pulled her hand away, picked up the bowl and chopsticks to serve him rice, and presented it with both hands, "This is made by Beichen and I. Beichen is the person who lives here with me. You can try it and see if it suits your taste."
Yu Zhiyi nodded, took a bite gracefully, and his eyes lit up as he commented, "Not bad, comparable to the imperial chef."
"Imperial chef? That might be a big difference." Yan Xi couldn't help but smile.
Yu Zhiyi pursed his lips and looked at him, "Why? You don't believe it? If you want, I can let you taste the food cooked by the imperial chef."
The implication is whether you are willing to go back with him.
Yan Xi paused, then nodded, "Okay."
Hearing this, Yu Zhiyi showed a long-lost smile, his eyes full of laughter.
Although he is a little older, his smile is even more beautiful and charming than Mu Beichen's.
Yan Xi was stunned and secretly admired.
He is worthy of being the handsome scholar who can make the most beautiful woman in Jiangnan fall in love with him and the one that Pang Shi would do anything to marry him. Even when he is old, he is still so handsome.
"But I have one condition."
Yu Zhiyi looked at him with a smile on his face. "Whatever the conditions, as long as you can go back with me, I will agree to it."
Yan Xi smiled slightly and looked at Mu Beichen outside the door, "Beichen, come in."
When Mu Beichen heard him calling him, he nervously clutched the corner of his clothes and unconsciously walked in with his hands and feet together. He stared at the two of them blankly, "Master Yu."
Mu Beichen looked at him, his heart beating fast, "Yan Xi."
Seeing this, Yan Xi almost laughed out loud.
Are you that nervous?
"Ahem..." Yan Xi covered her lips and coughed lightly, forcing back her smile. She said to Yu Zhiyi, "My condition is to take him with me. Beichen has been with me for a long time. We have depended on each other for the past year and have long regarded each other as family. Without him, I would not be able to survive in my current state. If you can allow him to go back with you, I have no objection."
Yu Zhiyi glanced at Mu Beichen and chuckled, "Since I've been with you for so long, why not stay with you a little longer? It's just one more person, one more mouth to feed. Are you afraid that my Yu Mansion can't afford to support him all by himself?"
Yan Xi smiled slowly, but still reminded him, "I think you have learned about his past before you came. I hope you can think it over carefully before making a decision. I don't want him to suffer inexplicable harm after going to the capital."
"Don't think about it anymore. I don't care about these things." Yu Zhiyi shook his head with a serious expression.
Yu Zhiyi has always been grateful and repaying kindness. Since Mu Beichen has taken care of his son for so long, he can't just send him away.
The smile on Yan Xi's lips gradually deepened. He poured a cup of tea, using it instead of wine. "Thank you, father. I'll toast you."
When he heard "father", Yu Zhiyi was stunned, surprised and happy, and quickly said: "We are a family, so we don't need to thank each other."
Yan Xi smiled and nodded, glancing at Mu Beichen.
Mu Beichen understood what he meant and knelt on the ground with a plop. "Thank you, Master Yu!"
"Get up quickly. Thank you for taking care of my Yanxi. I should thank you." Yu Zhiyi smiled heartily.
"Master Yu, you're joking. This is what we should do." As he spoke, Mu Beichen stood up. His ink-black eyes seemed to be coated with a layer of golden light, shining amazingly. He kept looking at Yan Xi and smiling.
He didn't have to separate from him.
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