"Why do you live here alone?" Xuan Ye sat down at the table, this is the world in the painting, he saw that this woman had an elegant temperament, and she did not look like an ordinary peasant woman. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"The chaos of the mortal world is just a dream of prosperity, I love the pure and simple three meals in the countryside, so I live here" The woman put out a few side dishes from the inner room, but shallots mixed with tofu, fried peanuts, fried leeks and eggs.

"I guess you haven't had dinner yet, don't you mind if you don't mind my coarse tea and light rice here, why don't you have a meal here?" the woman set the dishes and chopsticks, turned her head and asked softly.

"Very good, I'm hungry, and thank you for your hospitality" Xuan Ye scratched his head a little embarrassedly, when people are hungry, Rao is coarse tea and light rice look fragrant, this woman should have no malice Plus her belly is already hungry, Xuan Ye did not refuse.

"Although I am in the countryside here, my life is a little simpler, but I am self-sufficient, and the small dishes in the field are also rare and refreshing and sweet, you can eat them if you like them" The woman turned around and scooped him a bowl of old hen soup that had been stewed for a long time on the old stove.

"The autumn night is cool, come, drink a bowl of hot chicken soup to drive away the cold" The woman smiled and handed him the porcelain bowl in her hand, through the dense water vapor, Xuan Ye only felt that this scene was indescribably familiar, as if he had seen it in a dream.

"It's delicious, it's so delicious!" As soon as the mellow and hot chicken soup entered his mouth, Xuan Ye couldn't help but sigh, and then he looked up but there were already tears in his eyes, he didn't know how to describe the feeling in his heart at the moment, he had never experienced this kind of careful and considerate care since he lost his mother since he was a child, but an ordinary bowl of chicken soup was enough to move him to tears.

"Dare to ask what is the name of this girl?" Xuan Ye couldn't help but ask her name when he was in the soup bowl, such a strange encounter made him feel a little nostalgic.

"My name is Qingguan, seeing that you are much younger than me, you can just call me Sister Guan'er" The woman spoke, her eyebrows and eyes were picturesque, and for some reason she looked at it carefully, but Xuan Ye always felt that she had seen this pair of eyebrows and eyes somewhere, and there was a sense of familiarity.

After dinner, the woman cleaned up the guest room again and let Xuan Ye sleep in it, even though the room was clean and comfortable, and the quilt covered by his body was surprisingly warm, but Xuan Ye still had no dreams all night, maybe because he was worried about the poison in Yingyue's body, or maybe he was afraid that he would not be able to break the painting.

"Guan'er! Guan'er!Open the door!" The genius brightened slightly, and then he heard a rapid knock on the door outside, followed by the man's magnetic call, Xuan Ye was already asleep, and immediately turned over and sat up alertly when he heard this voice.

"Brother Yun, what's going on so anxious?" With the sound of the chai door being opened, Xuan Ye knew that it was Qingguan who greeted him.

"Are you?" The man in white outside the house saw Xuan Ye, who was dressed in brocade, walking out of the inner room, and couldn't help but be a little suspicious, looking at him with the same vigilance, and even quietly protecting Qingguan behind him.

"Brother Yun, don't be so vigilant, this is a little brother in distress, I'll just leave him here for one night" Qingguan flashed out from behind him with some tears and laughter to explain the reason.

"Come, little brother, don't be afraid, this is my husband, my name is Xuanyun" The woman saw him stunned, and hurriedly beckoned him over.

"Xuanyun?" Xuan Ye said in disbelief, only to feel that the world was spinning in his mind, the name of the friendly prince was Xuanyun, could this young man in white be his father?

"What's wrong? you know me?" The young man in white furrowed his eyebrows, still looking at Xuan Ye with a little anger, and said unceremoniously.

"No... , I don't know it" Xuan Ye said in a panic, he didn't want to believe such unbelievable things, but the more he looked at the man, the more he found that his eyebrows and eyes were not only very similar to his father, but also some of his demeanor was the same as him, and he came to the conclusion in his heart, this must be his father, and he couldn't be wrong.

"Guan'er, I've told you a long time ago, although it's a good thing that your heart is too kind, but you can't take anyone in casually, what if you meet any hooligans" The man in white held Qingguan's hand tightly and told bitterly, Jun's face was full of worry.

Xuan Ye completely forgot his words, if the man in front of him was when his father was young, then who was this Qingguan? He had never seen his mother, not even a portrait, thinking of this, he only felt as if his heart was twisted into a ball of pain.

"Brother Yun, don't worry about me so much, what's the matter with you rushing over so early in the morning?" The early morning breeze was cool, and Qingguan hurriedly brought a bowl of hot tea from the inside for Xuanyun to drink.

"Guan'er, are you willing to marry me?" The man in white spoke again, but a touch of red flew on his face, and he scratched his head with his hand and was a little nervous and speechless.

"Brother Yun, didn't we swear an oath in front of the old Buddha statue in the ancestral hall in the countryside a long time ago, and drank a glass of wine, why are you still talking about this?" Qingguan looked at the man in white with some anger, and his tone was a little puzzled.

"I'm ......" The man in white was about to speak, but was interrupted by Xuan Ye, who had been silent beside him.

"Sister Guan'er, I'm hungry" Expecting that his father might be confessing his identity, Xuan Ye was half coquettish and half moved and preemptively said to Qingguan that if this was really his mother, then he didn't want his father to hurt her half of it.

"Haha, you see I'm busy, two bowls of egg noodles are hot on the pit, I'll bring them to you" Qingguan hurriedly got up and went to the kitchen, Xuan Ye looked at her back with very complicated emotions, but most of the emotions in his heart were moved, no wonder her gestures always made him feel extremely cordial.

"What are you kid looking at? You even dared to interrupt me just now!" Looking at his "squinting" eyes looking at Qingguan's back, Xuanyun couldn't sit still anymore, and stretched out his hand to give the young man next to him two big chestnuts.

"Woo" Xuan Ye retracted his head in pain, looking at his father with hazy eyes, he didn't expect him to be so handsome and chic when he was young, and so violent, sure enough, now he likes to discipline him has always had the problem.

"Come, hot egg noodles are here, you eat slowly" Qingguan brought two bowls of noodle soup from the kitchen and placed them in front of them.

"Sister Guan'er, don't you want to eat?" Xuan Ye looked at her suspiciously.

"You eat, I'll eat when you're done" Qingguan supported his head with his hands and looked at them with a smile on his face.

"It's delicious" Xuan Ye buried his head and kept pulling noodles into his mouth, tears kept falling into the noodle soup, what a long-lost scene, the warm scene of the family was only obtained in the painting, and now his father has already remarried, and he has married a few rooms on the side of Fujin, where do you remember Guan'er?

"You kid, haven't eaten noodles in your life, don't gobble it up like this, slow down!" Xuanyun on the side couldn't help but nag a few more words when he saw him eating like this, and for some reason, he always felt angry when he saw this stunned young man.