nucmednet Chapter 342 Is Mother Jealous?
Chapter 342 Is Mother Jealous?
As soon as Yi Moxu entered the courtyard, he saw the light on in his room. When he saw Zixiao guarding the door, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly and the corners of his mouth turned up.
"Has the young lady finally remembered that she has a side room in her courtyard? Is she going to take my place tonight?"
As Yi Moxu spoke, she stepped into the house.
As soon as I entered the house, I saw two people inside.
Ye Qing'an was sitting on a stool by the table, and Eleven was standing in front of her. The mother and son seemed to be talking about something. As soon as they heard the noise, they looked up and looked towards the door.
Ye Qing'an maintained his usual calm and collected demeanor, but Eleven's eyes were bright and sparkling as she stared at him without blinking.
"Eleven?" Yi Moxu walked up to Eleven, raised his hand and used magic to dry Eleven's hair, which was hanging loose after he had just washed it: "It's so late, aren't you going to rest?"
Ye Qing'an chuckled and called out to Zi Xiao, "Zi Xiao, it's raining today and a bit chilly. Go and get the young master a thicker quilt."
"Yes."
As soon as Zixiao left, Eleven's lips curled up: "Father!"
Yi Moxu was completely stunned, staring at Eleven without saying a word, her expression somewhat dazed.
This was the first time Ye Qing'an had seen Yi Moxu like this, and she found it somewhat amusing. Then, Ye Qing'an noticed that Yi Moxu's Adam's apple bobbed slightly, and his voice was low and hoarse: "What did you call me?"
"Father," Eleven said with a smile, "aren't you my father? I already know, you are my real father."
Yi Moxu subconsciously turned his head to look at Ye Qing'an, his eyes filled with inquiry.
“When we were talking in the house earlier, Eleven heard me and heard me say that you were his biological father. He came to ask me about it, and I told him about it.”
Yi Moxu's throat bobbed, and he lowered his head to look at Eleven again before squatting down, but he didn't know what to say for a long time.
"Father, are you so happy you don't know what to say?" Eleven tilted his head, blinked, and his eyes were full of slyness.
“Yes.” Yi Moxu finally nodded: “I’m so happy I don’t know what to say.”
"After I found out you were my child, I always wondered when you would call me 'Daddy'."
Yi Moxu took a deep breath: "I've finally waited for this."
Eleven was also quite excited, and threw herself into Yimoxu's arms, crying, "Daddy, Daddy, Daddy..."
It called out several times in a row.
Ye Qing'an clicked her tongue, a very soft sound, but Yi Moxu still caught it.
"Can you smell something sour?" Yi Moxu looked up at Ye Qing'an and asked in a low voice.
"Sour?" Eleven looked bewildered. "What sour smell? I can't smell anything."
Yi Moxu chuckled again: "Your mother is jealous because you always call me so affectionately."
Eleven turned to look at Ye Qing'an and chuckled, "Is Mother jealous?"
Before Ye Qing'an could respond, Eleven went straight up and hugged her: "Mother, don't be jealous, I'll give you a hug too."
Ye Qing'an chuckled: "Alright, stop fooling around. Don't you know what time it is? Go back and get some rest."
"I want to sleep with Daddy tonight, is that okay?" Eleven blinked at Ye Qing'an. Ye Qing'an looked up and glanced at Yi Moxu. Yi Moxu smiled and gently ruffled Eleven's hair.
"Alright, you two can discuss it yourselves." After saying that, Ye Qing'an glanced at Eleven again: "But if there are other people around, you can't call him 'Father,' understand?"
"Ah..." Eleven nodded quickly: "Okay, Mother, don't worry, I understand."
Ye Qing'an stepped out the door. The rain had subsided slightly, and the night wind was a bit chilly. Zi Xiao had gone to change the quilt for Shiyi to a thicker one and hadn't returned yet. After thinking for a moment, Ye Qing'an decided to go to the side room of the courtyard as well.
Ye Feiran was reading a book when she saw Ye Qing'an enter. Her eyes flashed with obvious surprise: "You've come to the wrong room, haven't you? Eleven's room is over there."
"I didn't come to the wrong place, I came to see you." Ye Qing'an glanced at the book in Ye Feiran's hand and raised an eyebrow slightly: "You're reading the Complete Record of Spiritual Martial Arts?"
“Ah…” Ye Feiran nodded: “I was planning to learn forging, so I wanted to see what the spiritual weapons on the current spiritual weapon ranking list look like.”
Ye Qing'an raised an eyebrow: "Have you figured out anything?"
"I originally thought that the spirit weapons that could be on the spirit weapon ranking list must look very domineering and powerful, but after seeing their pictures, they are nothing special."
Ye Feiran looked at him with disdain: "I can't tell the difference between these and the swords and whips I usually use."
Ye Qing'an suppressed a laugh: "Really? Then what kind of spiritual weapon do you think would look domineering and powerful?"
Ye Feiran thought for a moment, seemingly unable to come up with a solution either. After a brief pause, he said, "I think it should... either have a unique design, exuding an imposing and powerful aura, or be decorated with many precious ornaments, making it look very expensive. Or it should be radiant with spiritual energy, sparkling with dazzling brilliance..."
Ye Qing'an nodded, understanding: "It looks like it could blind people the moment it's taken out?"
"..." Ye Feiran pondered, "Although that's roughly what I meant, I don't know why, but when you say it like that, I feel like you're scolding me."
Ye Qing'an finally couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Alright, whatever makes you happy."
"Hmph... You're unhappy? You're insulting me, aren't you?"
Ye Qing'an shook her head: "I'm here to discuss something with you."
"Discuss with me?" Ye Feiran blinked his eyes, which appeared somewhat small due to his plumpness. "Discuss what?"
“I secretly left the mansion and went to see my maternal grandparents.”
Upon hearing Ye Qing'an's words, Ye Feiran immediately understood what Ye Qing'an wanted to discuss with him.
"how is it going?"
Ye Qing'an didn't keep you in suspense any longer: "My maternal grandparents agreed. They said they would send you to the academy founded by their friend. You will study there incognito. You can first get to know various kinds of magic and see what you like, and then choose what you want to study."
Ye Feiran's eyes gleamed with anticipation: "Really?"
“Of course I wouldn’t lie to you.” Ye Qing’an pursed her lips. “However, I have some reservations. Studying at the academy must be a very arduous task, and I think you might not be able to handle it.”
“I’m afraid that you’ll find it too hard and tiring, and you’ll get angry and give up halfway through. If that happens, it might disgrace your maternal grandparents and the reputation of our Ye family…”