He Rin sat cross-legged on the carpet, clasped his hands together, held the spirit stone, closed his eyes and breathed in and out, surrounded by a touch of white air, and there was a rhythm between his breaths.
For a moment, He Rin restrained his energy and slowly opened his eyes. In his deep eyes, a sharp light flashed, like an unsheathed sword. The spiritual stone in his hand was dim and light, and his spiritual energy had already been exhausted.
39 days.
With only the last two spirit stones left, he will soon be able to find him.
After these days of practice, He Rin felt that the spiritual power in the body had increased significantly, and the spiritual power had become more active, but there was no excessive loss of control, but it was easier to control than before.
While thinking about it, Feituo's voice came from outside the door: "Master He, are you awake? The patriarch asked you to meet at nine o'clock. If you don't leave, you will be late."
The "home owner" he referred to was He Rin's father, He Zhijun.
"Got it." He Rin stood up, put the spirit stone in his hand into a delicate box, and walked into the bathroom.
Feituo waited outside the door for a while, and when he heard the door open, he was about to turn his head when he suddenly felt a strong mental force coming towards him, causing him to take a few steps back.
After standing still, Feituo looked at He Rin in awe, thinking that his mental power was rioting again, but he saw that his face was calm and calm.
"Master He, are you alright?" he asked cautiously.
"What can I do?" He Rin walked straight downstairs, with a straight posture, steady steps, and a strong wind.
Feituo followed him five steps away, his whole body was tense, feeling the mental pressure from him, secretly guessing whether there was another change in He Ye's mental power, why is it so turbulent
He Rin's turbulent mental power finally subsided until the car reached its destination.
After getting out of the car, He Rin walked into the Hejia Manor, and He Zhijun was waiting for him in the study.
He Rin said hello to him, her expression flat and alienated.
He Zhijun was in his fifties, his temples were white, but he did not look old, and he carried the majesty of a superior in his gestures.
He first had a casual chat with He Rin, and then asked, "What's going on between you and the Qiao family?"
"What's the matter?"
"Is he after you?"
He Rin was speechless, even his father thought Qiao Gusi was after him
Without waiting for him to speak, He Zhijun said again: "If you are also interested, marrying the Qiao family is also a good choice."
He Rin looked at He Zhijun in surprise and wondered, "Didn't you always want me to marry a daughter of a noble family? Same-sex spouses have never been considered by you. Why did you suddenly change your mind? Because of Qiao's family background?"
"Qiao's family background is certainly one reason." He Zhijun said slowly, "The main reason is that you are not too young, and you haven't been interested in someone for a long time. I don't want you to continue to drag it on. As long as you like it, the two sides are in the right place. Gender isn't so important anymore. Now that genetic technology is advanced, there is a way to have children."
"The right match?" He Rin said coldly, "If it wasn't for the right match, wouldn't I be able to find a same-sex spouse?"
A strange look flashed in He Zhijun's eyes: "As a He family member, I thought you were enlightened."
He Rin did not argue: "This is why you called me back today?"
"Yes." He Zhijun replied neither softly nor hard.
"Then I can tell you now that Qiaogus didn't pursue me, and I don't have any thoughts about him." He Rin stood up, "My partner, I will find it myself, you don't have to worry about it."
Seeing that he was leaving, He Zhijun said, "I hope you make a decision as soon as possible."
He Rin's expression darkened, and she turned and walked out of the study.
After a while, a lady walked in from the side door, handed He Zhijun a cup of tea, and said warmly, "You, you obviously care about your child, why can't you talk about it?"
"Caring about him? Where does he need my attention?" He Zhijun raised his teacup with a stern expression.
"You are hard-mouthed and soft-hearted." The lady sighed and asked, "Did the above put pressure on you again?"
He Zhijun nodded and frowned: "The above has been paying attention to He Rin's mental state. Some time ago, his mental power became abnormal and became more disordered. Many people have regarded him as an unstable factor, and some even suggested Treat him in isolation."
A mentally unstable S-rank enhancer is a potential threat to any country.
"I understand what you mean." The lady said softly, "You want to find a significant marriage partner for him and increase his political leverage."
He Zhijun did not speak.
The lady continued: "If that's the case, why don't you discuss it openly and honestly with him?"
He Zhijun snorted coldly: "With his character, he would never use marriage as a political bargaining chip. Originally thought that Qiao Gusi was a turning point, but I didn't expect that it was just wishful thinking. Alas, I already knew how that kid would like it. The last man. And to be honest, Jogus isn't a suitable marriage partner either."
"What are you going to do next?" the lady asked.
He Zhijun leaned on the sofa and closed his eyes. After a while, he opened his mouth and said, "Help him find a few candidates for marriage and find opportunities to let them have more contact. I will try to ask Master Wentai to come out. If he can help, he may be able to solve the problem of He Zhijun. Rin's mental power problem."
He Rin walked out of the He Family Manor, feeling quite depressed.
He was very aware of his father's intentions, nothing more than to secure his position. It's just that he has no attachment to rights. If he can, he would rather stay by that person's side and live a normal life. But the sense of responsibility cultivated since childhood prevented him from acting recklessly.
He Rin stood in front of the car door and said to Feituo, "Go to the car behind, I think I'll be alone later."
Feituo bowed and walked towards the car behind. As soon as he opened the car door, he heard a whistling sound behind him. He turned his head and saw that He Rin had already driven the car and disappeared.
Feituo quickly caught up, but before he drove a few hundred meters, the tracking signal of He Rin's car disappeared on the screen.
"My lord seems to have blocked the signal, what should I do?" The guard on the side looked at Feituo.
Feituo thought for a moment and said, "It doesn't matter, I know where he wants to go. You can drive slowly along this route."
"OK."
He Rin galloped all the way, and galloped in the direction of Siyou Mountain.
He really wants to take a look at him now, just take a look.
"Hahahaha..." On the grass, a seven or eight-year-old child was happily rolling around with a cloud in his arms, and two guards stood by, always paying attention to his safety.
Not far away, An Xian and Mr. Bai Hou sat under the umbrella, drinking tea and watching the children play.
That child was Mr. Bai Hou's youngest grandson, Bai Hou Chu, and he was also the only child the old gentleman took care of. He would be brought over for a few days every month. It's a pity that Bai Houchu's intelligence is low. At the age of seven or eight, he can't even read simple numbers.
The old man looked at his grandson, with a smile on his face, but distress and helplessness in his eyes.
"You're right, I should take the child out for activities often." The old man smiled, "Look how much fun he has."
An Xian poured him a cup of tea and said, "I can see that you like this child very much."
"Hehe, he is my grandson, how could I not like it?" The old gentleman took a sip from the teacup, "I just hope that he can thrive, even if it is always this simple, it doesn't matter."
"Then you have to take good care of your body. He cannot live without you in his life."
The old man just smiled and didn't speak.
Anxian will not say much, one old and one young are like pines and cypresses sitting quietly, enjoying the beautiful scenery leisurely.
At this moment, a maid came over and said respectfully, "Sir, the housekeeper sent a message just now that the second young master is waiting for you in the manor."
The old man's expression changed, and he said angrily, "That bastard dares to come to see me! Whoever let him in, ask someone to drive him out."
The maid said hesitantly, "Second Young Master said he was here to pick up Master Chu home."
"Hmph, when did he care so much about his son?" The old man slapped the table with his palm, got up and was about to go back. Out of the corner of his eye caught sight of Bai Houchu who was still playing, and stopped again.
When he was hesitating, a calm voice came from his ear: "If the old gentleman doesn't mind, how about letting Xiao Chu live in my house for two days? I have a few pets, I believe he will like it."
The old gentleman raised his brows and smiled at An Xian: "I'm sorry to bother you, if Xiao Chu is too noisy, you will have him sent back."
"Don't worry, I will take good care of him."
The old gentleman nodded his face, and walked towards the manor aggressively.
On the grass, only An Xian, Bai Houchu and a maid who took care of him were left.
When Bai Hou Chu saw his grandfather leave, he was dumbfounded for a while, then grabbed a handful of clouds and stuffed it into his mouth.
"Oh, Master Chu, you can't eat this." The maid hurried forward and pulled out the contents of his mouth. Her movements were a bit rude, and her fingernails accidentally scratched the corner of his mouth.
Bai Houchu choked back his mouth and burst into tears.
"Oh, really." The maid grumbled softly as she wiped his tears.
She probably thought that Anxian was far away and couldn't hear, so she didn't hide her disgust.
An Xian frowned, walked over slowly, and said to her, "Go back first, Xiao Chu will take care of me in the past two days."
The maid said, "I'm Master Chu's personal maid, and I can't leave him casually."
"You go back and tell the old gentleman, just say it's my decision, he won't blame you."
"But..." The maid wanted to say more, but when she met An Xian's cold eyes, she suddenly stopped.
Her lips moved a few times, but in the end she didn't say anything, glanced at Bai Houchu and left.
"Okay, everyone who should go is gone." An Xian stood in front of Bai Hou Chu and looked down at him, "From now on, you will belong to me."
Bai Hou Chu sat on the ground, raised his small head, looked at An Xian ignorantly, and there were still tears on his face.
An Xian showed him a wicked smile like a wolf-grandmother.
Bai Houchu thought she was comforting him, his nose twitched, and he gave her an innocent smirk, completely unaware of his own destiny. He was about to go from the cannon fodder mode of dying in the light to the long Aotian mode of hanging all the way. …