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Nan Qituan has been by his precious son's side for some time.

As the only idler in the family—Chu Shaoyan’s postpartum care is entrusted to the more reliable Doctor Lin—Nan Qi has enough time to spend with his newborn son.

Before Chu Qi was born, Nan Qi didn't have much feelings for him, and was more of Chu Shaoyan's accessory; after he was born, Nan Qi began to become at ease with the world after undergoing the complicated baptism of being a father. Like all the silly parents, they stick around Chu Qi all day long.

Besides, Chu Shaoyan is by Chu Qi's side, and all these designs are simply too perfect.

"Um……"

"What's the matter? Are you feeling uncomfortable?" Nan Qi looked nervously at Chu Shaoyan who made the sound.

As an outsider, Nan Qi is almost in awe of the present Chu Shaoyan with a pious attitude.His son was fine, and Chu Shaoyan was also fine. Although he finally passed out that night, it didn't prevent him from getting bored with his wife and son.

"It's okay." Chu Shaoyan turned over, and a strange warm little dumpling fell asleep beside him, feeling very strange.

Now he should take good care of his body, but he can't feel at ease.

With Chu Qi's time, he said it was hard work, but it was only physical. He knew that during that time, he could do nothing, and he didn't have to do anything.

But now that Chu Qi is born, everything is going to be on track.

The first thing is...

"Little Lord."

Feng Si lifted the curtain and walked in.The two exchanged glances across Nan Qi.Chu Shaoyan knew that Fengsi had already been done.

Nan Qi was caught in the middle and didn't know why.

He really wanted to ask, but he was afraid that there would be some embarrassing "gynecological" questions... Thinking about it like this is embarrassing enough...

"You go out first." Chu Shaoyan said.Nan Qi hesitated for a moment, but still obeyed his words, and reluctantly let go of Chu Qi's little hand that was still clenched tightly when he fell asleep.

"People have already been invited?" Chu Shaoyan raised his eyes and looked at Feng Si.

"It's in the hall. He's not a local, and his mouth is tight." Although the corners of Feng Si's mouth were curved, there was no smile in his eyes, "He's a mute."

While talking, Feng Si couldn't help looking at Chu Qi who was asleep and didn't know anything.

Chu Shaoyan told him about finding a tattoo master a long time ago.But he never thought that Chu Shaoyan had such a plan.

Chu Shaoyan wanted to tattoo the Chu family's crest on Chu Qi's body.

Feng Si didn't know if it was necessary, but Chu Shaoyan had made up his mind, and he knew he couldn't convince him.only……

"Don't you need to tell Nan Qi about this?"

Chu Shaoyan was silent for a while, as if thinking about it, and finally said: "No need."

Nan Qi was outside the door, and his heart felt tense after hearing this.He swore that he didn't doubt Chu Shaoyan, but he was worried...

The people inside the door spoke vaguely, and Nan Qi wasn't sure what they were talking about—but they were discussing something about Chu Qi!

Chu Qi was born less than half a month ago, what exactly do they want to do?

Fortunately, Nan Qi still had some sense and didn't rush to question them directly.But under the impatience, they probably heard that they planned to act at night.

So, in the middle of the night...

After the people who came to check had left, Nan Qi slowly got up—it wasn't that he was lazy, but that Chu Shaoyan used his favorite trick again, and put the incense on him.

The incense couldn't be avoided, making people feel lazy and confused for a while, but rationality reminded Nan Qi one by one, making him feel as if he was wobbling, very uncomfortable.In the end, Nan Qi was cruel, and bit his arm hard, and the pain that went straight up the spine and spread to the brain made him awake immediately.

Taking advantage of his sobriety, he ran to the window, took a few deep breaths of clean air, and then quietly ran to the door and walked to the window of Chu Shaoyan's room.

Nan Qi doesn’t have to worry about whether there are other people outside—he, Chu Shaoyan, and Feng Si are the only people living in this yard. Get out and keep an eye on them.

The lights in the room were flickering, extraordinarily bright.Nan Qi imitated what he played on TV, slobbered a little, cut a small hole in the window paper, and looked inside with one eye.

I saw Chu Shaoyan sitting on a chair, Feng Si hugged Chu Qi in the package, and faced a middle-aged man.The attention of several people was all on Chu Qi, but no one found Nan Qi.

The charcoal fire in the room was warm, Chu Shaoyan was supposed to sleep in the room further inside, but now he was sitting outside obsessively.Nan Qi saw that the window paper pasted on the windows was a bit wet, and it seemed that the temperature in the room was not bad, so he put some refreshments on it.

"Hey..."

Chu Qi's weak cry came from the room.

Chu Qi's body is very good, although he hasn't grown up yet, and he is not very big, but he is absolutely full of energy when he cries.Such a soft crying sound is what he cried in his sleep.

In a blink of an eye, Nan Qi saw the middle-aged man standing in front of Chu Qi holding a needle as long as a finger in his hand, gesturing towards Chu Qi's body.

what is this!

By the time Nan Qi realized it, he had already opened the door and shouted.

Without doing anything, Nan Qi grabbed the child against Feng Si and squeezed the child into his arms.

"Chu Shaoyan, what do you want to do?"

Chu Qi, who was in the swaddling baby, frowned, but still fell asleep. His skin hadn't completely faded from the redness of the womb, but a bloody outline appeared between the two thin eyebrows.Looking at the long needle in the middle-aged man's hand, Nan Qi knew what they wanted to do no matter how dull he was.

"You want to give Chu Qi a blessing seal?" Nan Qi knew that his voice was full of inconceivability at this moment, but he also thought so in his heart.

Although he has no common sense—in this world, he can even be counted as half illiterate—but he also knows that blessings and seals are a sign of brotherhood, and they all grow by themselves. Chu Shaoyan did this because he wanted to do what!

"Don't worry about it." Chu Shaoyan said lightly.

"Leave me alone? He is my son!" Nan Qi said incredulously.

Chu Shaoyan didn't speak, turned his eyes away, and told Nan Qi silently that the matter was not discussed.

Nan Qi was so angry that his hands trembled a little.He regretted why he didn't rush in the first time.Chu Qi's forehead has already left the outline of the nick, and I don't know if it can be eliminated.

Reluctantly, he stretched out his hand and wiped it twice, but the child's delicate skin was flushed, and the outline was still there where it should be.

"Nan Qi, give me the young master." Feng Si said to Nan Qi with a little comfort, "It's also for his own good."

Nan Qi lowered his head and did not speak, nor did he let go.

He doesn't understand.

He heard the legend about brother here, and he even felt that it was an extremely romantic blessing.Now, his son was completely deprived of the right to choose, before he knew anything about it.

The point is, what if... what if Chu Qi can't change in the future?

"Do you want him to be the same as you?" Nan Qi asked softly.

Chu Shaoyan, who had always been indifferent, shook his hand hidden in his sleeve.

Nan Qi raised his head and looked at him almost indifferently.He's not a fool, nor is he a blindly romantic guy.What's more, Chu Shaoyan made it clear to him from the beginning.Chu Qi's birth was his goal.He thought that Chu Shaoyan would at least sincerely love Chu Qi.

But now it seems...

"Or are you just using Chu Qi as your tool? Or evidence..."

"Shut up!" Chu Shaoyan interrupted Nan Qi almost immediately.

Nan Qi didn't continue talking, and he left Chu Shaoyan with the last face, and they were not the only ones here.He turned around holding Chu Qi.After the baby was born, he has been very well-behaved and doesn't cry much.Nan Qi didn't even think about what he would look like in the future.

Fortunately, the child looks... like Chu Shaoyan, although the eyes are closed, but the slender eyelashes have already taken shape, the small nose is straight, and he should be a beautiful child in the future.

With a flower on his head, he is still a beautiful child, right?

"I really... don't just want him." Chu Shaoyan's voice came leisurely, "But Izumo City is not as peaceful as it seems on the surface. I stayed peacefully because, I am alone, there is no A bargaining chip for turning over."

Chu Shaoyan was very calm.What he said was the truth, and he was [-]% sure that the old foxes in Izumo City didn't want their Chu family to have a new generation at all.Perhaps, their own appearance is already their limit, otherwise, the kind of uselessness that daddy never used to do is probably just a trick.

Chu Qi... Maybe it's better to send it away.But Chu Shaoyan couldn't bear it, so he had to settle for the next best thing.Even so, there are not a few days before he can get along with Chu Qi.

"To make Chu Qi a brother is to minimize his threat, maybe they will tolerate his existence." Chu Shaoyan looked at his son from a distance.Sleeping peacefully in Nan Qi's arms, she even forgot the pain just now.

"In a few days, Chu Qi will ask you to take care of him."

what?

Nan Qi looked at Chu Shaoyan in surprise, what did he mean?What does it mean to ask him to take care of you?Where did Chu Shaoyan want to go?

It's not that Chu Shaoyan didn't see Nan Qi's doubts.It's just that he doesn't want to explain how low his so-called bargaining chips have become... He, including their Chu family, has been living with his head down in Izumo City.He has to continue to live with his head down, even if he can't even admit to his lover and children, until the day when he can stand up.

Even...even if he can't wait, at least he can get Chu Qi...and Nan Qi out.

There is no way~ Poor little Qi. The author has something to say: The young master also has the author’s sister getting married these few days. The author is busy eating wedding wine. After the Spring Festival, the author also has to start "working" AOA