Zhao Xingdong looked at Shi Ming's panic and did not make a sound, but glanced at the black sword.

This long black sword looks no different from an ordinary iron sword, but it is just a little heavier than an ordinary iron sword.

"Uncle Dong, this knife is the only item left to me by my third uncle, so I have some..." Shi Ming felt relieved when he saw that Zhao Xingdong's expression was not unusual.

"You are practicing well, and strive to break through the heavenly realm as soon as possible and resolve the strange poison in your body." Zhao Xingdong handed the black long sword to Shi Ming and turned around and left.

Shi Ming looked at Zhao Xingdong's departure back and didn't know what he was thinking.

...

"By the way, sister, what's the way that little kid who came to our house? You can't fool my sister, is it the illegitimate son of my father outside?" Zhao Qionglan took the last piece of pastry on the table and swayed in front of Zhao Weizhu's face.

"Sister, this is a long story." Zhao Weizhu stared at the pastry, "I will tell you if you give it to me."

"You are not allowed to be arrogant." Zhao Qionglan carefully handed over.

"I'll tell you..." Zhao Weizhu quickly looked at her hands and stuffed her pastry into her mouth.

"Oh, you are in a hurry to reincarnate, and I won't compete with you." Zhao Qionglan frowned.

"Sister, you don't know what happened that day scared me. Only by eating can I forget that terrible feeling." Zhao Weizhu's expression turned dark and she looked like she was about to cry. "I never dare to go out and run around again."

"Okay, OK." Zhao Qionglan's eyes became gentle in an instant, and she gently hugged Zhao Weizhu in her arms.

After Zhao Qionglan's mother passed away, her father's attitude towards her sisters became lukewarm.

The second wife An Zihan is deeply loved by her father and confirmed the identity of the female head in the Zhao family.

Zhao Qionglan is very strong-willed. An Zihan doesn't like her very much, and even occasionally behaves like Zhao Qionglan.

An Zihan's son Zhao Junbo is even more talented, and his cultivation talent can rank among the top five in the Zhao family for nearly a hundred years. In addition, he practices hard, Zhao Junbo is second only to Zhao Junhong among the younger generation in Jiuxing County.

Although his second son Zhao Junze is not as good as his two older brothers, his cultivation talent is also excellent and he has outstanding cultivation.

After Zhao Junhong was in the blood prison, the two sons born to An Zihan instantly became much higher, and some people even privately regarded Zhao Junbo as their future head of the family.

Zhao Xingdong took great care of An Zihan and his two sons, and he vaguely wanted to establish An Zihan as his official wife.

On the third year of Zhao Qionglan's mother's death, Zhao Xingdong did not go to the grave, but just burned some paper money in the yard.

Zhao Qionglan hid in her room and cried all night. After she came out the next day, her personality changed drastically. Her innocence and immaturity seemed to fade away overnight.

When Zhao Xingdong revealed his intention to establish An Zihan as the official, Zhao Qionglan knelt in front of Zhao Xingdong's house that night, wanting to force him to death.

Zhao Xingdong had no choice but to give up, and his attitude towards Zhao Qionglan also took a sharp turn. The father and daughter met like enemies.

...

"Sister, I really don't know that Shi Ming. A few days ago, I went out to play with Uncle Gu, and he accidentally stepped on the trap I set and almost died. Fortunately, I had a strong sense of perception, so I went over to save him." Zhao Weizhu wiped the corner of her mouth, "It's strange. Uncle Gu doesn't care about others' lives or death at all. But after Uncle Gu checked Shi Ming's injuries, he insisted on bringing him back. It seemed that his condition was very similar to his brother."

"Then do you know where he came from?" Zhao Qionglan frowned.

"He said he didn't remember many things, he only remembered that he came from a village I had never heard of." Zhao Weizhu burped, "Anyway, it's a local bun, I don't understand the rules at all. I heard that he even injured the guards of the city gate."

"Oh, pay attention to your image, what kind of burp is the girl's family?" Zhao Qionglan instantly raised her face.

Zhao Weizhu burst into laughter heartlessly, which made Zhao Qionglan laugh.

"As long as it's not his illegitimate child, it's fine." Zhao Qionglan looked out the window and muttered softly.

...

As soon as Shi Ming sat back on the bed, Zhao Xingdong pushed the door open and entered.

"Uncle Dong, is there anything wrong?" Shi Ming was slightly stunned.

"Tomorrow, you haven't had dinner yet, so don't mind having a meal with Uncle Dong." Zhao Xingdong smiled warmly, "Uncle Dong has something to talk to his family."

Shi Ming nodded and hurriedly got out of bed and left with Zhao Xingdong.

The Zhao family's mansion is very large, with many courtyards, most of which are closed doors, and servants pass by the aisle from time to time.

Shi Ming followed Zhao Xingdong and looked around curiously. When he saw some strange stone statues with strange shapes, he would stop. When he came to his senses, Zhao Xingdong was already standing not far away and quietly watching him.

A look of shame appeared in Shi Ming's heart and hurriedly followed.

Soon after.

Shi Ming followed Zhao Xingdong into a courtyard with elegant environment. Shi Ming looked up at the elegant plaque with three handsome dark gold characters written on the elegant dining room.

The room was not very big, but it was very elegantly arranged. There was a sandalwood round table in the middle, and there were many women and girls sitting, chatting with each other with smiles.

Seeing Zhao Xingdong walking in, a beautiful woman hurriedly stood up.

"Oh, the master is here." The beautiful woman hurriedly took down the snowflakes on Zhao Xingdong's body. "It's really cold. I specially warmed you a pot of good wine to warm your body."

"Haha, Zihan has trouble." Zhao Xingdong patted An Zihan's soft back.

When Zhao Qionglan saw this scene, she rolled her eyes at Zhao Weizhu.

"What is this child?" An Zihan looked at Shi Ming.

Shi Ming looked at An Zihan's eyes full of gentleness, and a strange feeling suddenly arose in his heart. He turned his head away and did not dare to look at An Zihan directly.

"This child is a child that Gu Hao rescued a few days ago. He is a good karma to cultivate his roots and bones. I will take him to have a meal and know him." Zhao Xingdong pushed Shi Ming in front of him.

An Zihan gently stroked Shi Ming's head.

Shi Ming's head tilted to one side and got rid of An Zihan's weak right hand.

The fragrance from An Zihan's body penetrated into Shi Ming's nose, and Shi Ming's face turned slightly red.

"This is your Aunt Zihan." Zhao Xingdong looked at Shi Ming with a smile.

"This child is a little bit receptive." An Zihan put his hand on Shi Ming's head again, "Come on, sit down and talk. Don't let everyone wait for you."

Shi Ming listened to An Zihan's gentle voice, without resisting, and obediently followed into the room.

Shi Ming sat next to Zhao Weizhu, lowered his head and fiddled with the tablecloth, and did not dare to look at everyone. He seemed to be able to feel many gazes. He felt like there were ants crawling around, so he twisted his body unnaturally a few times, and he didn't know where to put his hands.

Everyone started to eat, talking and laughing, as if they had forgotten Shi Ming, which instantly dissipated a lot of pressure.

Shi Ming hadn't eaten for several days, and the food was really delicious, Shi Ming's chopsticks were flying on the table.

The atmosphere suddenly became a little stagnant, and Shi Ming seemed to be able to hear the sound of himself eating.

Zhao Weizhu gently slapped Shi Ming with her left arm.

"Don't slap your lips when you eat." Zhao Weizhu's head tilted and she whispered to remind Shi Ming.

Shi Ming nodded, and for a moment he was at a loss and put down his bowls and chopsticks.

"It's okay, we don't care so much." Zhao Xingdong ate a big bite of the dish and squirted his mouth, which made An Zihan blanch.

"It's okay, eat quickly." Zhao Xingdong beat up, picked up the wine glass and started drinking.

"You are really different from fighting with people in the mountains and forests." Zhao Weizhu smiled and looked to Shi Ming sideways, "I have never seen such a beautiful aunt."

"Nonsense!" Shi Ming muttered, and glanced at Zhao Weizhu viciously.

The meal is coming to an end soon.

Zhao Xingdong looked at the people on the table who were picking up leftovers with chopsticks, while others were playing with their fingers bored, and then cleared his throat.

"Well, everyone should eat it." Zhao Xingdong looked at An Zihan.

"All of them have been eaten." An Zihan looked at Shi Ming gently, "Have you eaten?"

Shi Ming nodded quickly.

"Well, I just want to announce something to everyone this time." Zhao Xingdong looked at Shi Ming, "Come here."

Shi Ming stood up in a daze and walked to Zhao Xingdong.

Zhao Xingdong touched Shi Ming's head, "I think, this child has saved Wei Zhu's life again. He is Wei Zhu's life-saving benefactor. I think he must be destined to be with my Zhao family."

"This child is lonely and has no support. I want to take this child as my adopted son. This time I want to tell you something."

Shi Ming was stunned in an instant.

Zhao Weizhu and Zhao Qionglan looked at each other, and Zhao Qionglan's almond eyes were wide open, as if they were about to fall out.

"He is your savior?" Zhao Qionglan looked at Zhao Weizhu incredibly.

Zhao Weizhu gave Zhao Qionglan a more incredible look.

An Zihan was slightly stunned, not knowing what she was thinking.

"Zi Han, do you have anything to say?"

"No, nothing, everything is decided by the head of the family." An Zihan looked at Shi Ming gently, but there was some strange emotions in her eyes.

"Okay!" Zhao Xingdong nodded heavily.

"Then you will be from my Zhao family from today." Zhao Xingdong rubbed Shi Ming's head hard.

"I'll introduce you to you, this is your second mother." Zhao Xingdong pointed at An Zihan.

Shi Ming quickly lowered his head, "Hello, Er Niang."

An Zihan nodded gently.

"This is your Sanniang."
To be continued...