The memory of being a child has been blurred, and she has felt that Changting is familiar more than once, but because of gender, she didn't think much about it. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The strange demeanor of Shicai's parents gradually made a figure of a person gradually appear in her mind, and when she remembered who that person was, she couldn't help but feel excited......

Hearing the wine glass fall to the ground, the eyes of everyone in the hall were cast on Xuan Ji's face for a while.

Hua Muhan rarely touched wine, he put the wine glass to his lips and took a sip, and asked in a low voice, "What's going on?" ”

Changting lowered his eyes, hid the guilt inside, and shook his head lightly, "I don't know." ”

Hua Muhan didn't ask any more.

By the time she was about to end, her heart was beating to her throat.

An Lan glanced at her on the other side, and secretly gestured to her to come to his side.

Changting hesitated, she felt that the two of them had been pressing for so long, and they would definitely bring themselves over after the banquet was dismissed and ask in detail, just for this god-like face, whether it was a man or a woman.

Today's temptation was a success, and she longed for things to continue. She was going to get close to the two of them, trying to find out what they wanted to know, whether it was dangerous or not.

Sure enough, as she thought, when the banquet was dismissed, although Hua Yang was drunk and confused, he still staggered towards her. And Xuan Ji's mother and daughter, followed closely, with a vicious gaze that almost wanted to kill her in the air.

An Lan strode over, but before he could reach out and grab Chang Ting's hand, Chang Ting had been dragged out of the hall. He hung his hand in embarrassment and chased him out with the dust.

Hua Yang staggered out of the hall, looking at the two white backs and opening his mouth several times, but finally didn't say anything.

"That was more than a year ago, you told me that little disciple you looked familiar with?" Hyun Ji took her daughter's hand and walked to the corner, her face full of viciousness and resentment.

Hua Zhu nodded hurriedly, "It's her, mother, I suddenly remembered today, she seems to look very similar to ......"

"Shut up!" Hyun Ji shouted loudly, and the fire of jealousy erupted from her eyes.

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Changting was dragged away by Hua Muhan.

She was conflicted and didn't know what to do, she wanted to shake off his hand, but she was afraid of being suspected by him; I hope that the two people behind me took the initiative to stop themselves, but there was no sound until they left Sanssouci Garden.

The next two days were her most tormented days.

I thought that the valley lord would order someone to ask her to "be tried", but when she waited and waited, what she was waiting for was the news that the valley lord was in retreat again.

After this hope is dashed, she begins to think about how she can save herself if Hyun Ji finds out who she is.

But waiting, there was no movement on the lotus pond.

What puzzled her the most was that the strangeness of that day was so clear, but afterwards, with the curiosity of An Lan and Chenyan, she didn't ask.

In her depression, the end of the year is approaching, and it is time for those who should go home for the New Year to leave the valley again.

In the falling flower garden, Changting was practicing swords with Chenyan, and An Lan walked to the stone table.

"When will you leave the valley?" Hua Muhan glanced at him lightly and took the initiative to ask.

An Lan frowned, sat down beside him, and asked without answering, "When I first entered the valley, there were rumors that the valley lord and his wife did not have a good relationship, so could the reason be the valley lord and him...... Good masculine style? ”

Hua Muhan's eyebrows skipped slightly, and he raised his eyes to look at the naughty big boy who was standing on the branch of the tree and throwing snowballs at the dust.

An Lan's words made him extremely uncomfortable, and there was a faint turmoil buried under the dullness.

After a long time, he slowly spoke, "I'm going back to Kaiyang tomorrow, let her go to the Sword Pavilion to help for a month." ”

Hearing this, An Lan breathed a sigh of relief, and a relieved smile appeared on his face, "This is the best, I can finally go home with peace of mind." I want to take her to my house for the New Year, but you know, my home is lifeless all day long...... Alas, I don't even bother to say it. ”

Hua Muhan smiled and glanced at him, "I asked Chenyan to prepare a gift and bring it back to your old man." ”

An Lan looked at the sky angrily, "I give him things every year, and I don't know how to give me some, don't you know that I'm dying of poverty?" ”

"You dare to say that you haven't withheld anything from each other over the years?" Hua Muhan smiled slowly.

When An Lan heard this, he jumped up, "Slander! This is absolutely slanderous! I'm telling you, don't talk nonsense! In case it reaches the ears of his old man, whether it is true or not, the next time we meet, my legs and feet will definitely be unfavorable! ”

Hua Muhan couldn't help but laugh and stopped teasing him, "Remember to say hello to your third and fifth uncles for me." ”

An Lan nodded, patted his clothes and got up, and reluctantly looked at the little junior brother who was still playing.

He hesitated, and said in a low voice: "I don't want her to be sad, so I sneaked away." If she scolds me, don't stop her. ”

Hua Muhan's eyes moved slightly, and he opened his mouth to call him who had already walked away, "An Lan." ”

"Huh?" An Lan stopped and turned around.

Hua Muhan looked at him with a straight face, "You seem to like you very much, junior brother?" ”

An Lan was slightly stunned, he didn't expect him to suddenly ask about this.

He barely pulled up a smile and asked softly, "Don't you think she is very similar to An Yuan?" ”

Hua Muhan was silent for a long time before nodding slightly, "It's very similar." ”

An Lan's eyes seemed to be surging with infinite sadness, and he took another deep look into the forest before turning to leave.

Hua Muhan looked at his lonely back and sighed secretly.

Self-deception, in addition to the age of the like, where is there the slightest resemblance......

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The day after An Lan left, Hua Muhan also left with dust and smoke.

But before Chang Ting had time to be sad, he was recruited to the Sword Pavilion by Sui Changqing and became his exclusive little handyman.

For such a life encounter, she felt helpless and funny.

The stimulation of that day did not seem to have any impact on Hua Yang and his family, and she never expected the people sent by Sanssouci Garden and Lotus Pond to "interrogate" her.

The only thing that made her feel changed was that after meeting Hua Zhu several times in the valley, the hatred in Hua Zhu's eyes had become deeper and more obvious, but there was no actual progress.

The affairs arranged for her by Sui Changqing were trivial and complicated, and she was busy hitting the back of her head from morning to night, and finally simply moved to the Sword Pavilion to live.

In the new year, she is already fifteen years old, her appearance is more bright, and her body is almost long. If it weren't for the set of men's clothes on her body, which always revealed her gender, just looking at that face, she would definitely be no different from a woman.

Hua Muhan did not stay at home until the first lunar month as in previous years, but rushed back as soon as he passed the fifteenth.