[R18] (Quickly wear it) Baby, you are with the wrong person – Chapter 141 of “(Quickly Wear) Baby You Are with the Wrong Person” [English]

☆.Good day, Master 4

“Xiao Xun~” Zhiyun ran over and stood in front of An Xun, “I heard that when you first woke up, you called your senior sister mother?”

Zhifei chased after her and kept shouting: “Junior sister, junior sister, don’t run!” After hearing this, his face suddenly darkened, “Oh, didn’t I tell you not to say it in front of Xiao Xun? He will be embarrassed if you do this.”

An Xun, who was sitting on the stone, asked the sky speechlessly: Aren’t you still saying it in front of me…

When Yao Ji walked up from the bottom of the hillside, she saw such a lively scene. She’s freshly minted junior brother and sister were rubbing each other’s fat faces. An Xun was sitting on the big round stone, with an indescribable mature look on his face. He was only ten years old this year, and with this look on his chubby little face, he looked even cuter, making people want to poke him in the face.

And Yao Ji did the same. She stretched out her hand and poked it. Well, it was soft and elastic. Then she poked it again. After the sixth poke, An Xun looked up helplessly: “Sister Yao, you are back.” – in a well-behaved and sensible tone.

“Okay, good boy.” Yao Ji patted He’s head with satisfaction. She couldn’t laugh or cry when she thought about this little guy calling her mother when he woke up. Zhi Fei and Zhi Yun rushed up to pull the hem of her clothes.

“Sister, you don’t even touch my head.”

“I’m also very good, senior sister. Senior sister, senior sister, please touch your head.”

Yaoji smiled and pounced on the heads of the two little guys like chickens. Zhifei and Zhiyun were young and lively. After a while, they chased each other to the side and played happily. An Xun jumped down from the stone and followed Yaoji obediently: “Do you want to meditate today too?”

After hearing this, Yao Ji felt soft in her heart again: “Yes,” she asked An Xun in a gentle tone, “When Xiao Xun meditated recently, did she feel less pain than before?”, “Did you sleep peacefully at night?”…

The two of them asked and answered questions and entered the quiet room where Yao Ji practiced.Yao Ji looked at An Xun sitting on the futon. After half a moment, his spiritual thoughts were completely immersed in concentration, and then he stepped out of the quiet room.

The poisonous fire in An Xun’s body is quite powerful. Even if he is no longer unconscious, it will not be completely eradicated in a short while.After he woke up, he made a big mistake. Yaoji thought that he was too young and was scared out of his wits. Unexpectedly, he calmed down quickly and apologized to Yaoji in a panic: “This… senior, a brat, has offended senior.”

Yao Ji naturally wouldn’t argue with a child. After asking him his name and if he still remembered what happened before, An Xun’s face darkened and he whispered: “I made a big mistake.” He raised his head and looked at Yao Ji with dark eyes, “Senior is not from the Feiyun Sect. Is that senior… the one who is here to punish me?”

Yao Ji had long known about his life experience from Zhenjun Xuanjing, and she sympathized with him for his rough life. Although he had a lot of Feiyun Sect lives in his hands, he had lost his mind at that time, and killing was not his original intention. If you want to blame him, the logic was somewhat unjustifiable, and he said calmly: “I have nothing to do with this matter. Even if you have done something wrong, I am not here to punish you. You don’t need to think too much. This is Wangxing Peak of the Beichen Sect. True Lord Nanguang of the Taiyuan Sect sent you here and asked me to remove the poisonous fire from your body. You can rest in peace.”

Although An Xun still had many doubts, when he saw what she said, he obediently stopped asking questions.He is probably very sensible by nature. From then on, everything he said and did was in accordance with Yao Ji’s requirements and never disobeyed.Seeing that he was like this, Yao Ji secretly praised him in her heart. Seeing that he was tortured by the poisonous fire in his body, she gave him some training methods, supplemented by the Tongming Youjue, to speed up the removal of the poisonous fire.

Two months passed like this, and An Xun became more and more familiar with everyone on Wangxing Peak, and even became partners with Zhifei Zhiyun.It’s just that the two little guys who are one year older than he are much better than he, because they are the disciples of Zhenjun Xuanjing, who are extremely senior. They play with cats and dogs on Wangxing Peak, which makes everyone feel scared when they see them.

Yaoji had no choice but to hold the two little guys by their collars every day to clean up the mess. She could only let them look at the role models around them: “Look at Xiaoxun, he is much better behaved than you, can’t you two imitate him?”

“Xiao Xun is younger than us.”

“Children should follow adults and stay at home, right, senior brother~”

“Yes, junior sister~”

Yao Ji was so angry that one of them gave her a blow, but An Xun was not angry. He stood next to Yao Ji and smiled shyly.After Yao Ji taught the restless younger brother and sister a lesson, her worry-loving habit broke out. She thought that An Xun was indeed a bit introverted, so she followed her lead and said, “Xiao Xun is also going to play with them. Don’t listen to their nonsense. Children just need to run and jump more.”

An Xun shook his head: “I like to stay at home… follow Sister Yao.” Although the second half of the sentence was soft, Yao Ji still heard it.

She was always a soft-hearted person, how could she not pity him more for such a well-behaved child? From then on, Yao Ji had a little tail, and An Xun was just as he said, following Yao Ji when she came in and out.What’s rare is that he never lets Yao Ji feel disturbed. When Yao Ji wants to meditate, he brings a futon. Yao Ji wants to rest, so he takes the initiative to light the incense burner. He even helps serve tea and water when guests come, and his performance is no worse than the few boys who serve Yao Ji.

This made Yao Ji sigh with emotion, but also felt pity in her heart – you need to know that such a young child can be so observant, then his past life was naturally not carefree.

When True Lord Xuanjing and True Lord Nanguang left with An Xun, they asked the Feiyun Sect about the origin of the child.Feiyun Sect said that his parents were both disciples of the sect, but his father disappeared and his mother died early, leaving An Xun an orphan when he was four years old.Two years later, Dongyang Yuanshi said that he was lost, and the people in the door didn’t care. It wasn’t until Dongyang Yuanshi died that he learned that he had been locked up in a forbidden room for four years by Dongyang Yuanshi.

When he was locked up in the forbidden room, the only person he had contact with was Dongyang Yuanshi. He could observe words and emotions like this, so his life in Feiyun Sect must not have been that good before.If you look at Zhifei Zhiyun, who is one year older than he, you will know that ambition and age do not always match.

Yao Ji has always been a smart person, but she can’t see that An Xun has the intention to please her. She really doesn’t want the child to work so hard. She just thinks that he will go to the Taiyuan Sect sooner or later. If he has a sense of security here, he is afraid that he will be even more sad in the future, so it is better to maintain the status quo.

In order to speed up the process of eradicating the poisonous fire, An Xun practiced for three hours every day. By the time he exited from concentration, it was already night.He is placed in the wing next to the quiet room at night, separated by a wall, so that Yao Ji can take care of it.

After washing, An Xun went to sleep, and Yao Ji closed her eyes to practice – at her level of cultivation, her body didn’t need sleep at all unless she wanted to.In the middle of the night, Yao Ji suddenly heard a burst of intermittent sobbing. Naturally, she immediately realized that it was coming from the wing.

Walking over and taking a look, An Xun was curled up in the quilt. Because he was small, the pine-colored quilt had a small bulge, making him look even more frail.He didn’t know what he was dreaming about, but his face was covered with tears. His little hands were clenched into fists with so much force that his nails dug into the flesh.

Yao Ji sighed secretly and wanted to open He’s hand, but unexpectedly, He grabbed her finger and held it tightly, refusing to let go.In the faint sobs, the little boy’s voice was full of grief: “No, don’t go…Mom…”

Yao Ji stood there, originally wanting to take her hand out, but after a while she sat down and leaned against the edge of the bed, stroking An Xun’s back and slowly coaxing him to sleep.

The night seemed very long, but also seemed very short. Most of An Xun’s murmurs were vague. Sometimes he was saying “Mom doesn’t want me anymore,” and sometimes he was crying and begging people not to take Xiao Bai away.It wasn’t until the sky turned white and he finally slept peacefully that Yao Ji took out her hand that had been held all night, tucked he’s feet in, closed the door and left.

Zhifei and Zhiyun had just started practicing not long ago and had not yet gone beyond the grain. Although Anxun had formed elixirs, his body had been tortured all year round and was not very healthy.Yao Ji asked the three little guys to have three meals a day and take care of them every day.

At the breakfast table, the two naughty children were still quarreling as usual. An Xun sat quietly and cooked rice. Yao Ji held a tea cup and looked at him through the hot air, sitting silently in the middle of the small hall, but seemed to be huddled in a corner.

She suddenly asked: “Who is Xiaobai?”

An Xun was startled, raised his head, his eyes were red, bit his lower lip, and whispered: “It’s a cat I once raised.”

Yao Ji did not ask what happened to the cat. She nodded slightly, got up and went to the inner room to write a letter to Zhenjun Xuanjing.

In the afternoon of the same day, Zhenjun Xuanjing, who received the Feishu, rushed back to the mountain. As soon as he stepped onto Wangxing Peak, he shouted: “Disciple! Disciple!” He shouted all the way to the inner room. Yaoji was reading a book when she was grabbed by the shoulder and shook, “What you wrote in the Feishu is true?”

Yao Ji looked at the old man’s wide-eyed eyes, feeling funny and angry: “Is this why you traveled thousands of miles to come back?”

“This is a big deal!” The old man said firmly, “Don’t be afraid, I will write a letter to Old Ghost Nanguang right away. I’m not afraid that he won’t agree, but have you really thought about it?”

Yao Ji nodded with a solemn expression: “I have already thought about it. That child – his name is An Xun. I don’t want to send him to the Taiyuan Sect. Master, you have a new junior brother and sister. He is not very skilled, so I will…accept him as a disciple.”