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Chapter 553 Yang Ji's Daughter

But at this moment, he was afraid of pushing this guy too hard, so he forced himself to speak slowly, "Now that the Turks are pressing on the border, and Luo Yi and other rebels are also eyeing us covetously, your submission of the memorial at this time will be a timely help to the emperor, no less than an indirect rescue."

"Father is grateful to you from the bottom of his heart, how can he punish you?"

"Although Zhao Cihao was sent by the court, he is the prince's man and represents the past dynasty. You did not kill the people appointed by your father, so your father will not care. You should lower your attitude a little, at this time when there are internal and external troubles and traitors are rebelling or just sitting on the sidelines."

"Your loyalty and surrender are tantamount to giving great support to the emperor who is in a precarious situation. It is a firm recognition and support of his legitimacy. Even if it costs a fortune to buy a horse's bones, the emperor will greatly praise you and use you to motivate the soldiers and officials of the three armies."

"The lower your attitude, the more the emperor will value you. I dare say that not only will the emperor not blame you, but he will also issue an order to let you kill Luo Yi, be granted the title of Duke, and take over the Yan Liao Army."

When Yang Ji heard this, his pupils dilated instantly, his breathing became rapid, and he quickly agreed.

The two discussed for a while, and seeing that Li Yan looked a little tired, Yang Ji bowed and stood up to say goodbye.

Li Yan had overworked his brain today and felt a little tired, so he stopped talking. He waved his hand slightly, fell on the grass and closed his eyes.

Yang Ji looked at the small figure on the haystack with awe, then slowly retreated with a respectful attitude.

As soon as he left the warehouse, Yang Ji's eyes went dark, his legs went weak, and he staggered unconsciously. He quickly leaned against the door of the warehouse, closed his eyes, gasped for breath, took a few deep breaths, and calmed himself.

In fact, Yang Ji is now at the end of his strength.

After more than an hour of communication, Yang Ji was in a state of high concentration, fluctuating, worried about gains and losses, and he was also struggling to hold on. Now he came to his senses and found that his back was wet several times, his face was also gray and tired, and he saw things with double vision, just like when he had not slept for three days and three nights in the war.

It was even more tiring than training his own soldiers and horses for several days. Yang Ji had never known before that thinking could be so exhausting. He was just sitting there talking and had some wine and meat before, but it was not enough to make up for the exhaustion caused by the ideological confrontation and verbal probing between the two.

Even though I was in such a state, Li Yan, a spoiled teenager, was just a little tired and obviously had more energy than me.

After sighing a few more times in his heart about the evildoer, Yang Ji stood up.

Seeing his daughter standing at the door with a curious, confused and wary look on her face, Yang Ji's eyes flashed with tenderness, and he forced a smile and asked, "What did your mother tell you before?"

"My mother told me to obey you in everything and to serve a noble man!"

Looking at his daughter's frail body wrapped in a soldier's robe, speaking timidly and tenderly, Yang Ji felt distressed. After all, she was his own flesh and blood. However, when he thought of Li Yan, who was a descendant of the emperor, he thought that if he had not fallen into this misfortune, there was no way his family would be able to marry her.

As a father, he didn't really treat his daughter unfairly. Perhaps it was a great blessing for his daughter to be with Li Yan!
"That noble man is inside, you saw him just now."

Yang Ji looked at the sadness in his daughter's eyes, hardened his heart and said, "He will be your master from now on. Follow him well and serve him wholeheartedly."

"Which mothers?"

Yang Ji said: "Your mother will feel relieved when she knows that you are living a good life. Don't worry, as long as you serve this nobleman well, your mother and family will live a good life. Remember, from now on, you must keep your life experience to yourself and don't tell anyone, otherwise it will bring danger to your mother and family."

"Of course, the nobleman inside knows about it. If anyone else asks, you can push it to him. He will naturally help you deal with it and protect you."

"Well, I understand."

Yang Ji reached out and touched his daughter's head, a hint of love flashed in his eyes, then he gritted his teeth, turned and left.

The girl looked at Yang Ji's receding back, a complex look in her eyes. A tear silently flowed from her pupils as clear as the bright moon, and slid down her little face. Then the girl bit her lips stubbornly, stretched out the back of her little hand to wipe away the tears from her eyes, turned around, and pushed open the door of the warehouse with her small body with great effort.

Wait until the door has a gap that you can pass through, and squeeze in from the middle.
In a daze, Li Yan felt a small figure sitting down next to him, then looked at him curiously for a few times, and stretched out its little hands to rub his arms and legs.

Li Yan knew that it was Yang Ji's illegitimate daughter, the little girl who had just served the two people food. The other party's hands were very soft and the force was very light. For some reason, after knowing the other party's gender, Li Yan no longer had any wariness towards her.

People have a sense of alienation, Li Yan did not open his eyes, letting the girl slowly adapt to the days around him. Feeling the faint massage on his legs, sniffing the light fragrance floating in the air, he slowly fell asleep.

After an unknown amount of time, Li Yan woke up and saw that it was already sunset outside.

The little girl fell asleep at some point, lying beside him, slightly curled up in his arms, her slender knuckles clenched into fists, placed on her chest, and snorted lightly like a kitten. Li Yan looked at her curiously. The girl's face was deliberately dirty, but from the position of her ears and neck, it can be seen that her skin is very white and delicate. It can be seen at a glance that she is usually pampered and lives a life of luxury.

The smooth forehead was round and full, and the curled eyelashes were still covered with tears, like grass covered with morning dew.

The afterglow of the setting sun shining through the gap in the door was reflected on her small nose, and even the faint down was clearly visible. Her crystal clear ears could almost let in the sunlight. Her lips were slightly open, and a trace of saliva was still running down her cheek at the corner of her delicate mouth due to a deep sleep.

The wings of his nostrils flared slightly, and a faint breath puffed on Li Yan's neck.

Li Yan's heart softened, with a look of reminiscence in his eyes. He didn't know whether he was thinking of Infernal Affairs or the daughter in Yongzheng Dynasty. He reached out and took out the bedding brought from the carriage from the space, and gently covered the girl with it.

However, the two of them were sleeping on a haystack now, and the slightest movement caused a rustling sound of grass stalks, which quickly woke up the girl in his arms.

The girl's eyelids trembled, and then she slowly opened her eyes and saw herself curled up in the arms of a strange man. She quickly got up and ran to the wooden fence. After a long time, she seemed to wake up, looked at her environment, seemed to remember something, and sighed dejectedly.

He turned around and looked at Li Yan vigilantly, like a little white rabbit that had been caught. His panicked and helpless look made Li Yan feel distressed.

"Don't be afraid, I'm not a bad person!"

Li Yan said softly, showing what he thought was the kindest, friendliest and most harmless smile: "If you don't want to, I can talk to General Yang and ask him to let you go home. Moreover, I can tell him that your family will not embarrass you."

The little girl's eyes flickered with a hint of desire, but it was unknown what she was thinking of. In the end, she revealed a forced and involuntary taste that even Li Yan could see. She shook her head slowly with a stubborn look on her face: "My mother told me that I am willing. Please don't chase me away."

"Well, I won't force you. What's your name and how old are you?"

The little girl saw that Li Yan was still lying there without any movement, and the smile on his face looked very gentle, which made people feel a little relieved: "My name is Wenjun, and I am twelve years old this year."

"Oh, twelve?"

Li Yan was stunned. Although the other party was not as tall as himself, people in the north tend to grow faster, and girls have an advantage in this regard. Although the other party's small body seemed a little thin among the group of soldiers who were 1.8 meters and 2 meters tall.

But she looked about the same as a girl of fifteen or sixteen in later generations. I didn't expect that she was only twelve years old. Considering that the age calculation in this era was not very accurate and seemed a bit vague, the other party was only eleven years old at most, about the same age as me.

Then he changed his tone and said in a childish way: "Then you are older than me. I am only ten years old this year. So, you are the elder sister and I am the younger brother."

After continuing Li Chengqian's memory, Li Yan finally understood that the ancients counted ages differently from modern times. In ancient times, filial piety was the guiding principle. They believed that from the moment a mother became pregnant, she had already made efforts to raise her child. In order to express gratitude to her parents for their kindness, people started counting their age from that moment.

By the time he was born, he was already one year old.

If a child is born near the end of the year, he or she will be considered two years old after the New Year. Therefore, in this era, it is not uncommon to see children who are two years old in just one or two months.

Perhaps it was the title and relationship of sister and brother that blurred the difference between master and servant and between men and women. The girl was obviously more relaxed. Perhaps it was because the title of brother did not have much lethality. The girl became bolder and came to Li Yan and saluted.

"Wenjun has met the young master."

Li Yan then stood up, but it was obvious that Li Yan was better developed and was obviously half a head taller than Xiao Wenjun. However, when she learned that the other girl was younger than her, she was not as panicked as before.

"Are you sure you want to follow me?"

Seeing the girl nodded without hesitation, Li Yan showed a childish and mischievous expression: "Then let me tell you about my identity."

Looking at the girl's confused look, Li Yan knew that Yang Ji had never told him about his origins.

"Listen carefully."

Li Yan was in a playful mood at this moment. He put aside all his calculations and preparations, and adjusted his body and mind to the state of the age that this body should have. He deliberately pretended to be a little adult, coughed twice, raised his head, and said with a boastful look in Wen Jun's puzzled eyes.

(End of this chapter)