Ye Xiyan felt that he was hanging on a rope in a trance, and he was happy, and said in his heart, how did I learn the little dragon girl and run to sleep on the rope? But before the fun was over, she felt like her neck was being tightly choked by a big hand, and the pain made her wake up all of a sudden.

She thought she was dreaming, and quickly opened her eyes to dispel the nightmare, but why was she still in a dream when she opened her eyes?

In the quaint room, a white silk hangs straight from the carved mahogany beams, and she, like a grasshopper hanging from a rope, is in a dying struggle.

Ye Xiyan felt that her eyes began to bulge outward, and she struggled to shout for help, but she couldn't even spit out a word, and soon, she was so uncomfortable that she lost consciousness, and in a trance, she heard a panicked voice shouting, "Miss!" ”

When she woke up again, she was already lying on the quaint carved wooden bed, with lavender sachets hanging from the corners of the pink light gauze tent, a faint fragrance that played a calming role, and her body was covered with an embroidered brocade quilt under her head...... She frowned, something is hard, and she doesn't let people sleep!

She was still in the fog, and she didn't understand what was going on, when suddenly a figure pounced on her and cried, "Woo, miss, why can't you think about it, you want to die......"

Ye Xiyan was startled by the person who suddenly appeared, and turned her head to look at the girl who was crying at the head of her bed, she was wearing ancient costumes and combing the hair of ancient people, as if she was acting in a costume play.

Hallucination! It must be that the speed of opening his eyes just now or the frequency of blinking is not right, Ye Xiyan closed his eyes and reverently, slowly opened them again-

"The slaves and maids are almost scared to death by the young lady, young lady, if you have three long and two short, how can the slave and the maid explain to the old lady!" The crying girl suddenly raised her head and looked at her with tears on her face.

Ye Xiyan's lips trembled, "You ......"

"Miss, don't look for death anymore, if you die, what will the slave do, woo woo woo woo ......"

"I ......"

"I'm too stupid," the girl patted her head suddenly, "I should tell the lord and the lady that they are sober, miss, you wait a while, and the slave will be back soon!" ”

The girl dropped the sentence and ran away in a whirlwind.

"Hey......" Ye Xiyan looked depressed, rubbing, if you want to always rob her, let her know what the hell is going on!

"Xiyan, you've finally woken up, you kid scared my father!"

After a rush of footsteps, there were two more people in the room, two people in the same costume.

Touching her head, the person who claimed to be her father with a doting look on her face hesitated, "Dad? ”

The middle-aged man looked puzzled, "Xiyan, what's wrong with you?" I don't even recognize my father! ”

"Hmph, it's better not to remember the past!" A cold voice rang out.

Ye Xiyan looked at the beautiful lady beside the middle-aged man, with wide robes and large sleeves embroidered with gold thread, goose egg face and willow eyebrows, and couldn't help but be curious, "Who are you?" ”

"Hmph, it's a shame that no matter how much you pretend to be like, you can't change this family business!" The beautiful lady sneered.

As soon as Ye Xiyan heard this, he immediately became calm, what is this "family business", and these strange ancients...... When I recall the smell of gas I smelled when I was sleeping, did I die because of a gas leak, and then I was unlucky enough to cross again?

She was dumbfounded all of a sudden, staring blankly at a man and a woman in front of her, eager to cry bitterly, her eyes were red, the tears had not fallen, and the beautiful lady pursed her lips disdainfully, "Yo, who will show this pitiful look?" It's really the same virtue as your dead mother, and it deserves to come out of that place! ”