Chapter 70

Narcissus Pavilion

Ji Ruyan walked into this rather poetic place, the surroundings were not expensive, but there was a sense of tranquility.

Ji Ruyan smiled slightly, "Aunt Qiao, you are always here."

Aunt Qiao smiled, made a pot of scented tea herself, and then poured a cup of tea for Ji Ruyan, "My place is not a good place, and it's not like you don't know it. After all these years, sister Yan still doesn't understand me?" ?”

"Actually, over the years, I have owed Aunt Qiao: Thank you. Of course, if it wasn't for your help, I wouldn't be able to get the chicken soup on the day my mother gave birth."

Aunt Qiao showed a sad look on her face, "Sister Yan, don't be so polite, I just do it conveniently. Over the years, I have been persuading the master to send someone to bring you back. It's just... "

Will Ji Dongming bring her back?
It is estimated that she died and turned into ashes, and Ji Dongming would not remember her.

If it hadn't been for his own future this time, and he suddenly remembered that there is still a No. [-] person like her who can be used, Guo Yuqi didn't want her daughter to be assigned to the third prince, so she pushed her into that fire pit.

Holding the teacup, Ji Ruyan lightly refused, "Aunt Qiao is looking for me today, but what's the matter?"

Aunt Qiao glanced at her in embarrassment, bit her lower lip, not knowing how to speak.

At this moment, two boys' voices came from the room, "Auntie! Auntie!"

Immediately afterwards, two identical little boys rushed in from the door. The two little boys had the same appearance, [-]% similar to Aunt Qiao, and had a good appearance.

"Brother Wen? Brother Wu?"

Aunt Qiao was overjoyed, she didn't care about Ji Ruyan, rushed to the door, hugged the two children and burst into tears.

She had a hard time, even if she gave birth to the twins Ji Yiwen and Ji Yiwu, she would not be able to raise them herself.

These two children can only stay in front of me for two hours every three days.

Because Guo Yuqi is now the mistress of the house, all the children of concubines have to be sent to her to call their mothers.

It's a pity that Guo Yuqi only has her own son Ji Yimo in her eyes, how could she care about these two bastards who are only five years old?

Although he didn't treat the two bastards too much, he tried his best to separate the time between Aunt Qiao and the two sons.

Even now, the two children are not yet six years old, but they have invited a master from a private school to teach them at home.

As a result, Aunt Qiao saw less of her two children, only once every seven days.

Ji Yiwen and Ji Yiwu cried loudly when they saw Aunt Qiao.

Ji Ruyan frowned, and put the tea cup in his hand on the table.

After waiting for a quarter of an hour, the mother and son were still crying miserably, leaving Ji Ruyan speechless.

She never thought that crying could solve the problem, but Aunt Qiao had helped her back then, and she had to pay back the favor she owed.

So, gently tapping the table with his index finger, he asked quietly, "Aunt Qiao, how long are you going to cry with your brothers?"

As soon as she opened her mouth, Ji Yiwen and Ji Yiwu were attracted to look at her at the same time, with two pairs of big black eyes, looking at her innocently, but with a little panic on their small faces.

Only then did Aunt Qiao put away her out-of-control emotions, pulled her two children, and knelt down in front of Ji Ruyan with a plop, choked up, "Sister Yan, my life is worthless, I just beg you For my sake, help my children, and don't let them be harmed by the people in the East Courtyard! When I gave birth to these two children, my body was already injured, and it is impossible to reproduce..."

(End of this chapter)

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