Chapter 957
"ah?"
Yan Feng was slightly startled, "Master Leaving?"
This is something he never thought about.
"Is there a conflict between saving Yan Yu and staying with the Lord?"
Tang Guo: "Yes."
Yan Feng's eyes were tangled, and his hanging hands occasionally clenched, loosened, and twirled his fingers, his whole body was full of helplessness.
After a while, he gritted his teeth and kowtowed three times to Yan Jinyu.
"Master, I'm sorry, my subordinate... I really can't live without Xiao Yu. If Xiao Yu dies, my subordinates don't want to live alone. I can't continue to serve you by my side in the future. I hope you will forgive me."
His forehead was still pressed against the ground, and his tears fell on the ground and merged into one piece.
With a choked voice, he said, "Xiao Yu has suffered a lot these years. If he makes any mistakes in the future, I hope that Master and Miss will be more considerate."
After a moment's pause, Yan Feng raised his head again, tears were forced back, but the sockets of his eyes were red.
He looked at Yan Jinyu, and said: "This subordinate once made an oath to be loyal to the Lord until death, but now that this subordinate wants to break the oath, it is really shameless to continue living in the world, Lord, I beg you to see that I have done nothing for so many years. For the sake of my work, my subordinates will repay the great kindness of the Lord in the next life."
After finishing speaking, Yan Feng kowtowed to Yan Jinyu again, and then gathered strength with one hand to attack his dantian.
"He's going to commit suicide!" Dao Yuansi yelled.
"Yan Feng!" The figure on the stairs rushed over.
Yan Jinyu flicked his finger and hit Yan Feng's wrist, and the strength dissipated, "It's promising, when will the members of my Yan family learn to commit suicide?"
"Yan Feng!"
Yan Yu rushed to Yan Feng's side, tightly grasping his wrist, "Why are you so stupid?"
Hearing her voice, Yan Feng looked up, but seeing Yan Yu's face was covered with tears, his heart felt like a knife stabbing him, and he panicked.
"Xiao Yu, why are you crying? Is there any discomfort? Where does it hurt? Tell me."
He wanted to support Yan Yu, but he accidentally touched her uncomfortable place with his hand, aggravating her pain, and stood there helplessly.
Yan Yu grabbed his hand again, tears fell even more fiercely.
"Fool, I'm fine. If you die, what do you tell me and my wife to do?"
"You are sick like that, why are you okay? Don't be afraid, the master has already promised, he will save you, but I can't stay in the future, we have all sworn, unless it is death, or never Will betray the Lord, leave the Lord, I will not be here in the future, you are alone...Xiao Yu, what did you just say?"
Yan Feng finally came back to his senses, and looked at Yan Yu incredulously, "What do you mean, mother and daughter?"
Yan Yu glanced at him angrily, took his hand and placed it on her lower abdomen.
"I feel uncomfortable because the waves will make my sickness worse. You fool, if you die, what will we mother do? Could it be that you want me to find another man and let this child call him father..."
"Of course not! How can my son call others daddy?"
The tears disappeared in an instant, and the despair all over his body was swept away. At this moment, Yan Feng was only left with a smirk, stroking Yan Yu's belly and smirking.
"You have it? I'm going to be a father? When did it happen? Why didn't you tell me? Master, miss, did you hear that? This subordinate is going to be a father, Zhuge, did you hear? I have I have a son! Yan Yun, Xiao Daozi, I have a son! General Zhong, I..."
"I even have a grandson, but your son hasn't been born yet, so you don't need to show off to me." Zhong Sheng waved his hand, but there was also a blessed smile on his face.