After hearing this, Steward Xiang looked down at the calloused hands, and then moved his fingers, "Is there such a wonderful power in this world? It can save people and kill people?"

"Father Xiang likes it, by the way, Father Xiang, let me ask you a question, did you have any other women later? You are so handsome and upright, there must be many women who like you!" Mercy suddenly asked, his face revealing a strong curiosity.

The girls who were accustomed to the character of the merciful girl covered their mouths and laughed secretly, but after all, Steward Xiang had just come into contact with the merciful heart, and was stunned by the question for a while, this merciful girl was inevitably too frank.

One minute ago, he was still immersed in the joy of gaining strength, and he hadn't come to remember to say thank you, but the question in the next minute was really embarrassing for him.

Steward Xiang is not a great sage, he is a man, an ordinary man, eighteen years, where can there be no physiological needs? Isn't this an extinction of human nature?

After all, he is an adult man, and he counts about a dozen times a year, all of which are with the three beautiful women abandoned by men in the mansion, quenching each other's thirst under loneliness, this kind of practice is not sorry for these women, at least he protects the lives of these women who have had relationships, and they are all outside their safety period.

It's better than the men who lift their pants and run away, leaving their offspring behind the woman.

In fact, Steward Xiang didn't want to do this, he had begged Yingying's mother bitterly, but Yingying's mother still resolutely left, and since then, he can only transform his thoughts about Yingying's mother into love for Yingying.

When he is lonely, he will also use this way to relieve the depression in his chest, plus he was the most beautiful man in the Chu family back then, and the woman who was willing to have a relationship with him didn't know that he could be dozens of meters away.

But he has always hidden such a thing in his heart, especially reluctant to mention it in front of his daughter, after all, he wants to give his daughter a glorious father figure, and this approach is undoubtedly a bit sanctimonious.

Seeing the complexity of Father Xiang's face, Dongfang Wan hurriedly mediated and said sharply: "Pity girl, have you forgotten what I said to you before?"

Hearing Sister Wan'er's words, Pity regretted it, blushing and lowering her head, constantly looking for gaps on the ground.

After smiling gently, Steward Xiang remembered that he had lived and died for the sake of face before, broke through the scruples in his heart, waved his hand, and sighed slightly: "After Yingying's mother left, I knew that she was not a person of the same world, and she was able to give birth to Yingying for me, I was already very moved, and I was very grateful to her, as for keeping festivals for her or something, I am a man, unfortunately I can't do it, this, we men are not as good as you women, so there are women who have a relationship with me later, and there is more than one." ”

When Qi Qi and Dongfang Wan heard this, their hearts were first excited, and they immediately admired Father Xiang more thoroughly.

It takes a lot of courage to say such things.

Ying Ying was slightly stunned at first, but then smiled along the green silk.

A man is always different from a woman, she understands her father, and why should a father keep a festival for his mother?

Who raised herself? It was her father, and as for her mother, she didn't even drink a mouthful of milk from her, so she left her cruelly.

Eighteen years, eighteen years, although her father has been telling her good in front of her, she is hardly willing to admit this mother.

Although he listened to Father Xiang's answer, he still couldn't forgive himself, and his fingers suddenly pinched into his palm, and drops of blood flowed out.

Why is she so gossipy! Why is she so gossipy! She can't wait to slap herself, slap herself hard.

She secretly vowed in her heart that she would definitely get rid of this bad problem next time.

Seeing that the mercy was like this, Father Xiang patted his knees, and after letting go of the face in his heart, he smiled and said with a pleasant smile: "Okay, merciful girl, you don't have to feel guilty like this, before, I just wanted too much face to suffer such a catastrophe, we men are indeed not as holy as you women, and sometimes I just can't restrain myself, and I am the same." But next time you can't ask such an embarrassing question, this time, forget it. ”

"Well, I will never gossip anymore, I finally understand why you human world pays so much attention to personal private feelings! I'm sorry, Father Xiang, I'm sorry!" Mercy's hand that pinched his palm was released, and he immediately raised his head and apologized loudly.

For young people who are willing to accept criticism, the education of strangers is far more effective than that of parents.

A young man's willingness to accept criticism is his greatest strength, not perseverance.

"Well, okay, let's get down to business, just now you said that when I condense the soul of the golden yuan, the poison element in my body will become a toxin, and my blood will be highly poisonous, and once I condense the soul of the earth, my blood can become a cellular catalyst to heal others?"

"Well, that's it, Father Xiang, I'm really sorry just now. Pity still can't help but apologize.

Steward Xiang waved his hand, "Alas, things are all in the past, don't mention it repeatedly, merciful girl, since you treat me as an elder, then I'm not welcome, remember, don't repeat the contradictions of the past, especially with people close to you, don't dwell on the past, think more about the future, so that you can have a future, and you can inherit the great will of your family." ”

Although he has not met with Mercy's parents, Butler Xiang, who is proficient in the world, can roughly guess Mercy's background.

Father Xiang's pure teaching made Mercy suddenly realize, and after thinking for a while, she immediately learned from them and was ready to bow to each other, but she tried a few times, but she couldn't learn, so she had to scratch her head and smile: "Well, I must keep Father Xiang's words in mind." ”

This teaching not only benefited Compassion a lot, but after thinking about it for a while, Qi Qi also realized it, and secretly said in his heart: "No wonder those outer disciples can only become outer disciples for the rest of their lives, Father Xiang is really amazing!" Don't mention the past conflicts with those close to you, well, I remember. ”

"Okay, I probably know how to use this power, I'll try it in the evening, you guys leave first, go and help Yun'er cook, he's busy enough! ”

After the girls thanked and retreated, Ying Ying looked at her father with puzzled eyes and asked curiously, "Why did my father leave me alone?"

Xiang Guan sighed long, "Yingying, are you angry?"

"Angry, angry, what's angry? Oh, dad mean pity sister?" asked Ying Ying curiously.

"No, I'm mad at your father. Steward Xiang's face was full of shame, and his tone was also very low.

His heart is like a knife, and he always feels that this practice is in vain, and even feels that he is a little sanctimonious.

"Why should I be angry with you, father?" Ying Ying was even more puzzled.

"Just now the merciful girl asked your father and me if I have had a relationship with other women, I hid it from you, so that you feel that I have not had a relationship with the maid in the house, alas, now that I think about it, it is really dignified!" After sighing, Steward Xiang told the truth.

Once, in order to leave a glorious father image in front of his daughter, Steward Xiang never told his daughter about this matter, in his heart, this approach is undoubtedly a bit sanctimonious, and those enemies he hates, what is the difference?

In order to comfort her father, she saw her obediently following the green silk and said softly: "Why does my father bother with such a thing?" My father is a man, what's this, and this is both voluntary, the woman must also take the initiative, my father is so good, there are more people who are willing to be your woman, how can I care, I am also an adult, and I am not a three-year-old child, not to mention that my mother is gone, I didn't even drink a mouthful of milk from her, it was my father who pulled me to grow up, hum, such a mother and father still have to keep festivals for her?"

Steward Xiang's words moved Steward Xiang a lot, and at the same time, he blamed himself slightly.