Chapter Seventy-Three: Gu Yan

However, Gu Yan did not debunk Song Caiwei, because he didn't have the leisure to worry about others, and he was still a little girl, so he shouted Feiyan.

As soon as the words fell, Feiyan, who was dressed in tight black on the side, understood what he meant, and reached out to pull up Wu Sanjiang, who was lying unconscious on the ground, but in a moment, he disappeared.

"Trouble this aunt, Gu is passing by here, I don't know if I can ask for a bowl of water to drink."

Seeing that the 'Engong' who had scared him just now no longer cared about himself, but the voice was still cold and terrifying.

After entering the house from beginning to end, Song Caiwei, who didn't dare to look up, finally raised her bag and looked at the cold voice.

The sun was rising, and I saw that person hidden in the layers of morning glow.

The orange morning glow wrapped the person tightly, and Song Caiwei squinted slightly, stunned for a while.

It's not that Song Caiwei was shocked by that person's appearance, it's just that the cold temperament around that person, as well as the eyes that shoot directly at people's hearts and can freeze people, are the culprits that make Song Caiwei, a white-boned girl who has lived for thirty years, stunned.

However, leaving aside that person's temperament, that appearance is also unique.

The skin is like jade, the contours are as angular as a knife but not soft, a pair of dazzling black eyes that seem to be able to see through the hearts of the world, and those dazzling black eyes are also like ethereal cold stars that seem to suck people's souls in.

The straight nose bridge, the lips are crimson, the face is as cold as ice, and only the cuffs of the spotless white robe are embroidered with three or two orchids, which are as dazzling as the sun god against the background of the morning glow.

However, Song Caiwei just looked at it slightly, swallowed her saliva, and quickly lowered her head.

It's not that she's scared, it's still what, because the cold-faced Yama King in front of him, who is about the same age as Yun Lang, is looking at Song Caiwei at the same time that he is also looking at Song Caiwei.

The good-looking brow furrowed slightly. The eyes were full of cold light, and Song Caiwei really couldn't stand it.

"Yes, Eun Gong will wait a minute, I'll go and boil some hot water for Eun Gong. Eun Gong, please be seated. ”

Wang Fang is a person who has come over, although looking at the person in front of him is as handsome as a fairy and dressed luxuriously, there is no need to think about which rich son it must be, but Widow Wang is just stunned. And hurriedly answered.

When she replied, although her face was embarrassed, it was probably caused by her messy clothes just now, and after sorting out her clothes, which were still complete, the widow Wang withdrew.

As soon as Widow Wang left, only Song Caiwei and Gu Yan were left in the house.

Because Gu Yan had to wait for Widow Wang to boil water and wait for Feiyan to come back by the way, he found a shabby stool, and he didn't dislike it, so he just picked up the hem of the robe casually. Shi Shiran sat down.

His body was straight, his eyes were like torches, and his face was like frost looking at the door.

Song Caiwei hadn't told Widow Wang about the purpose of coming today, and it was not good to leave Gu Yan here alone for a while, so she was like a lucky boy, bowing her head and clasping the corners of her clothes with her little hands, and she didn't speak.

So for a while, the room was deserted, and it was even a little weird, Song Caiwei stood there at this time and only felt that the wind was gusting, and she wanted to run out and say a word to Widow Wang. But I just can't move my legs.

However, just when Song Caiwei's heart was furious, a shout broke the silence in the house.

"Sister Wei'er."

The people who came were the two children of the widow's family, the eldest named Liu Xiangning. and Song Cailian were born in the same year, and they are relatively cold on weekdays, and they don't like to talk, but they are quick to do their work.

At this time, she was wearing a long gray dress of burlap with patches on it, probably because she was tied into the firewood room by Wu Sanjiang. Coupled with mental tension, even when he saw the cold-faced Hades who was sitting there motionless, there was no superfluous expression on his face.

The small one walking on the other side, named Liu Xiangyan, was only two days younger than Song Caiwei, and he was also wearing an old clothes, but it was orange.

Probably she has always been used to being very arrogant, so this incident did not bring her much trouble, this kind of character and Liu Xiangning are really two extremes.

No, as soon as I entered the house and saw Song Caiwei, she took a big stride, the corners of her mouth pulled wide, and walked towards Song Caiwei, and happily shouted 'Sister Wei'er'.

"Yan girl."

Seeing Liu Xiangyan happily holding her arm, Song Caiwei's body completely lost the tension she felt just now, took a deep breath, and replied to Liu Xiangyan with a smile.

Then he looked at the cold-faced Hades, who knew that the cold-faced Hades had gotten a piece of silver mask from somewhere, and had put it on, no wonder, Liu Xiangning and Liu Xiangyan were only slightly stunned when they came in, and they didn't react at all.

"This is the Engong that my mother said, Yan'er has thanked Engong here."

Following Song Caiwei's eyes, Liu Xiangyan knew that the person sitting was the life-saving benefactor of their family that her mother said.

Liu Xiangyan has always been a bold person, so she didn't recognize her life, so she knelt down with Liu Xiangning.

"It's just passing by, it's just a good deal, you don't have to take it to heart."

Although the cold-faced Hades are not easy to approach, his temperament is unexpectedly not quite consistent with the temperament of his body, so in Song Caiwei's consternation, Gu Yan has already used internal force to help the two up.

"But if there is no grace, perhaps...... I and my mother are ...... ...... by the wicked man ...... bad practice, so Yan'er is willing to follow Engong and repay Engong by making cattle and horses for Engong in the future. ”

Although Liu Xiangyan is young, she will rush over to listen to it whenever there is a singing opera in ten miles and eight villages, so she has learned a lot of opera.

As far as the grace of saving lives is concerned, what is written in the drama is that the rescued person makes a personal promise, or accompanies Engong as a cow or a horse.

With her own promise, Liu Xiangyan looked at the wealth of others, and she didn't have that mind at all, so she could only be a cow and a horse.

"There is no shortage of people around me who are cattle and horses, and you don't have to take this matter to heart, as I said."

Gu Yan has a cold temperament, and he has always hated talking too much with others, if it weren't for the fact that the person talking to him was just a country girl, I'm afraid Gu Yan would have slapped him a long time ago.

Of course, in order not to get his hands dirty, he will definitely use internal force to slap over.

So at this time, seeing that the little girl in front of him was endless, Gu Yan's body instantly became cold, and the hearts of the three people in the room who shot directly were stunned, and they no longer dared to say too much.

"Engong, the water is here, there is no good tea at home, please don't dislike it."

Song Caiwei and the three of them closed their mouths, and the room returned to silence because of Gu Yan's words, but it was only a moment, and the widow Wang walked in with a pot of hot water and a shabby bowl, and poured hot water for Gu Yan neatly.

PS: Fifteen minutes later, there are three more watches...... (To be continued.) )