Chapter 313 Xier's biological father?

Thinking of the little guy's smooth little movements just now, maybe it's true! The wet

nurse said a little embarrassedly: "The princess still understands the little princess."

An Yunxi smiled: "You did a good job, observe more, and report to me in time if there is anything."

"Yes, princess."

Several wet nurses saluted hurriedly, and they were relieved in their hearts. The princess had a gentle personality. It was rare for them to meet such a good-talking master. Even when a wet nurse accidentally made a mistake when changing the diaper for the little prince in the morning, the princess did not punish her too much.

She just gave the other party enough money to send her away.

If this happened in other wealthy families, it would definitely be a dead end.

Therefore, everyone showed more respect to An Yunxi, and secretly decided to take care of the two children with all their heart.

An Yunxi did not return to the main courtyard until Xiaoyu fell asleep. She pushed open the door of the bedroom, but saw candles lit in the room, and Ling Fengxun was sitting at the table, holding a portrait in his hand and looking at it.

She was a little surprised, and then walked to his side, her eyes fell on the scroll: "Prince, who is this painting?"

The scroll showed the image of a middle-aged man.

The man in the painting had eyebrows flying into his temples, sword-like eyebrows, starry eyes, and a high nose bridge, but the years had carved out a sense of vicissitudes in his facial features. The gray robe looked a little old, and there were silver threads mixed in his black hair, and there was an untrimmed stubble on his face.

Ling Fengxun replied softly: "This person is my cheap master, Jun Wucai."

An Yunxi was surprised. She had never seen Ling Fengxun's master, and she had never heard Ling Fengxun mention him in her previous life.

She was a little curious, and her eyes repeatedly looked at the facial features of the man in the scroll for a while, and then exclaimed: "When this person was young, he must have been extraordinarily handsome and brilliant."

Ling Fengxun raised his eyebrows, "How does he compare to me?"

An Yunxi: ""

She blinked, looking at Ling Fengxun, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

It was just a casual compliment to Ling Fengxun's master, and the result was

"In my eyes, no one can compare to the prince"

. Is this okay?

As expected, Ling Fengxun's dark blue eyes showed a bit of satisfaction, and he retracted his aggressive gaze.

"I once arranged for people to search for him in secret, but at first I only found that he had entered the territory of Southern Qi. Not long after, the clues were cut off, and later, I stopped looking for him."

Because this kind of hermit master may be free to do whatever he wants and will not stay in one place for too long.

Ling Fengxun was only a dozen years old at that time, and in his eyes, this person was equally mysterious.

The only thing he regretted was that he didn't learn more skills from him.

This person must have an extraordinary origin

. An Yunxi was also a little curious in her heart. Ling Fengxun took out the portrait for her to see, and naturally understood her thoughts. At this time, there was no need to wait for the other party to take the initiative to bring it up.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door.

An Yunxi raised her head and looked towards the door, and heard Mrs. Du's voice.

"Xi'er, mother went to the kitchen to cook some pork rib soup, and brought some to you and the prince, so that the prince can taste mother's cooking skills!"

An Yunxi couldn't help but smile.

Mrs. Du has sent her and the prince a lot of good things during this period.

She said that An Yunxi had just given birth not long ago, so she must have more supplements. In addition, it was all her mother's kindness, so she naturally had no reason to refuse.

Ling Fengxun even took the initiative to get up, came to the door and opened it.

He saw Mrs. Du holding a soup bowl and two small bowls.

"Mother-in-law, let me do it."

He stretched out his hand to take all the things in Mrs. Du's hand.

Mrs. Du, however, stepped aside: "No, no."

She did not let Ling Fengxun help her, and placed the soup on the table in the room.

"I knew that both of you were still awake. After drinking the soup, go to bed early, and don't sleep too late."

An Yunxi felt warm in her heart when she heard Mrs. Du's nagging concern.

But at this moment, Mrs. Du's eyes fell on the portrait on the table.

"Who is this painting of? Why does it look so familiar to mother?"

When she said this, even An Yunxi was stunned.

"Do you recognize this person?"

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Du walked around the table and carefully looked at the portrait from the front.

Ling Fengxun's painting skills are superb. The outline of this person's face is drawn very clearly and accurately in one painting. Anyone who has seen this face will definitely be able to recognize this face easily.

After looking at it for a while, Mrs. Du's pupils suddenly shrank, and her lips couldn't help trembling slightly.

Seeing Mrs. Du's reaction, An Yunxi immediately walked over and supported Mrs. Du.

"Mom, what's wrong with you?"

She thought Mrs. Du was uncomfortable.

Mrs. Du shook her head: "Mom, I'm fine, Xier, who is the person on the portrait?"

An Yunxi quickly replied: "It's a master who taught Master Wang."

"Master Wang's master?"

Hearing this answer, Mrs. Du's originally trembling heart calmed down a little.

Because in her heart, Master Wang's master must be an extremely powerful person. He may just look a little similar to someone in her memory, and it is impossible that they are the same person.

What's more, the identity of that person and Master Wang's master is completely different.

An Yunxi felt that her mother suddenly became strange after looking at the portrait, so she helped her sit on a chair beside her, and then asked: "Mom, your face changed after looking at the portrait just now, but what's the reason?"

Mrs. Du looked at An Yunxi and hesitated to speak.

Such words are really hard to swallow.

Especially when she thought of this person, she felt cold all over, and remembered the disgusting things that An Qing had done.

If An Yunxi knew that the person she remembered was most likely her biological father, and that her biological father was just a stupid beggar, she would definitely be hurt. Mrs.

Du shook her head: "After seeing the portrait, I felt that he looked a bit like an old friend, but after knowing the identity of the person in the portrait, I realized that I was wrong."

"Mother's old friend?"

An Yunxi couldn't help but feel a little suspicious.

Especially when she saw Mrs. Du's face suddenly turned pale, she felt that there was something strange about it.

"Mother, can you tell your daughter in detail who this old friend is?"

Seeing that her daughter kept asking, Mrs. Du pursed her lips, with a very difficult emotion in her eyes.

She didn't really want to mention this matter.

Because every time she mentioned it, the memory of the death would come back, making her heart hurt even more.

Suddenly, she heard Ling Fengxun's voice.

"Mother-in-law, my master has been missing for many years. If you really have some clues, I hope you can tell me."

Mrs. Du didn't know when Ling Fengxun knew his master. When she heard him ask this, she felt that she really needed to tell him.

Because the face of the person in her memory was indeed too similar to the person in the scroll.