Mesmerizing Ghost Doctor

After listening to Yan Qianhua, she brought her a child outside today. Feng Jiu also showed a smile: "That's good, this child has been following us in seclusion, and has never touched this outside thing, I Just want him to see the world outside, he will only experience it if he let him go through it."

"He, though small, but I don't have to worry about it. The child is a smart one." Wan Yan Qianhua played with a hair, and a lazy look leaned against the table.

"My sister doesn't know, my nephew may leave us soon." When talking about this, Feng Jiu sighed softly, and there was a hard time in the voice.

"Well?" Finished Yan Qianhua's sound is light, with a touch of flattery: "What happened?"

"My dear parents are still there, and if I guess well, it shouldn't be long before they will come and pick him up." She poured a glass of wine and sipped.

"You are willing to give him back to others?" Wan Yan Qianhua glanced at her and said: "What about his biological parents? Didn't you just throw him away before you got it? Now it's so big, chubby. I want to bring it back?"

Feng Jiu shook his head and sighed: "What about disappointment? His biological parents are still there, and it was said that he was forced to do so. Now, since I have found it, I naturally cannot force him to stay."

"What is his parents? How do you know that he is here?" asked Yan Qianhua.

Feng Jiu Zhao looked at her, and slowly said: "Xuanwu Zhenjun."

"Xuanwu Zhenjun?" Finished Yan Qianhua, she was leaning against the table like a boneless, and after listening to these words, she could not help but sit up straight, the face of the right color: "You mean you are the son now, Is the son of Xuanwu Zhenjun?"

"Ok."

Feng Jiu should be, said: "I don't have a bald head in my house? He called Mei Lao, who came for the children. He was in the government five years ago. In the past five years, he has been following Du Fan. Waiting around, now we are back, and my nephew is so big, naturally his biological parents are coming to the door."

"Oh, I didn't expect it!"

In the eyes of Wan Yan Qian Hua, there was a bright light. He smiled and said: "Your son is also a person with a bad weather. You said that when you hit the line, you saved him. He took him back and took him as a son. In the past five or six years, it’s no longer a problem for you to be a son. I didn’t expect that he was still the son of Xuanwu Zhenjun. It’s really bad.”

"Identity is not a good thing." Feng Jiu sighed and said: "If it is an ordinary child, he is a small child, and it is not necessary to learn those things so early. But his identity makes him I have to adapt and learn those things."

Hearing the words, the end of Yan Qianqian seems to have the same feeling, the smile on his face, and I don’t know what to think of. He said slowly: "Yes! Sometimes a good birth is really not a good thing."

Only these people know that a good birth, a good identity, often means that the responsibility on their shoulders is heavier. What they have to learn, there are more things to bear than ordinary people.

The two quietly drank the wine, and no one was disturbed in the courtyard. After a while, Feng Jiu looked at her and asked: "Sister, how are you and the monarch?"

She hasn't paid attention to these things these years, and I don't know if she has responded to her feelings.