When Lan Junyao woke up the next day, Huang Beiruo had been waiting in the main hall for a long time. Yesterday, there was a long dispute, and Ling Qixuan didn't take the things that belonged to Queen Huang left her. only took away the Bichun that originally belonged to Lan Junyao. Although Lan Junyao was distressed, she was helpless.

After dinner with everyone in the Huang family, Ling Qixuan and her walked to two different courtyards, and because of the identity issue, the Huang Su clan arranged Ling Qixuan and the big housekeeper of the Huang Mansion together. The old boudoir of Huangyue where Lan Junyao lives is in two opposite directions to him.

Worried that a cousin she had never met before was coming this morning, Lan Junyao had been thinking about it for a long time last night before falling asleep. Because of Huang Su's orders, no one was allowed to disturb the young lady when she did not wake up. The sun climbed obliquely overhead, and Lan Junyao opened her sleepy eyes.

Surprised, Lan Junyao immediately remembered what had been finalized last night, hurriedly dressed and got out of bed, called the maidservant to tie her hair for her, and when she was tidy up, the group was all waiting in the hall. There were four people standing in the hall, except for Ling Qixuan and a son and a daughter from the second uncle's family who he had met last night, presumably the man in white was his cousin.

Among the few men Lan Junyao recognized, no one had ever been able to dress in white clothes like him, although Ling Qixuan and Brother Wuwu's faces were not lost to him, and even Brother Qingyue was slightly better than him, but this style was something that the rest of the people did not have.

According to his grandmother, Huangbeiruo's cousin has been proficient in arithmetic and divination since he was a child, which seems to be a godsend. When he was a little older, he worshiped under the national teacher of Beihuang Kingdom, and his cousin Beiruo also lived up to expectations, and he learned the skills of the national teacher at the age of twelve.

When he was fifteen years old, he inherited the mantle of the national teacher, and the national teacher was very satisfied with this apprentice on weekdays, and finally hoped that he could be in charge alone.

In the past, Lan Junyao has always disdained these things, unless it is some real hermit masters, only those on the street with a cloth bag on their backs, their eyes up, and they grabbed a person and said, "The old man is surprised to see your bones, and he will be able to be an official in the future, and the responsibility of saving the country will be handed over to you." ”

Or "I look at your face, Yintang is slightly blue and black, I think something has not gone well recently." Lan Junyao had also encountered such a thing, because she didn't have a good impression of these diviners. Over the years of her life, she has met only one real master in the world, the old man of Nanshan.

Now there was another person, and the moment Bei Ruo raised his head, Lan Junyao was immediately attracted by his eyes. It was because of these eyes that Lan Junyao immediately came to the conclusion that this cousin was definitely not a god, and the clarity in his eyes she had only seen in the eyes of her master.

Master once said, "Divination people need to burn incense and bathe in the middle of each month to show their sincerity, and another pure heart that is not stained with dust is the most important." "If you don't experience a thorough understanding of right and wrong like Master, and reach the point of breaking and then standing up, then like my cousin, I will quit greed, anger, ignorance, and anger on weekdays.

Lan Junyao only felt that it was blasphemy against him to take a second look, Lan Junyao looked away and bowed slightly at him, "There is a lot of trouble, I hope my cousin will forgive me." ”

Who knew that he didn't reply, just stared at Lan Junyao without blinking, those eyes seemed to see through Lan Junyao's thoughts, and the scene instantly looked a little embarrassing. Lan Junyao felt a "sigh" in her heart, how could she forget such an important thing, Bichun was still on herself, if he broke it, wouldn't it expose that she was a treasure thief.

Ling Qixuan was about to stand in front of Lan Junyao, but when he saw that Huang Beiruo had already taken a step towards Lan Junyao, he stopped three steps away in front of Lan Junyao, and reached out to find a hairpin carved from white jade in his arms, which was just a simple pattern, but it matched Lan Junyao's plain white blue clothes.

He raised his hand and put the hairpin into Lan Junyao's hair, and then opened his lips and said: "The first time we meet, I will give you this small gift, you must remember it, you must wear it every day for three months, if the hairpin is broken, you will open this bag." If the hairpin is fine, burn this bag, do not open it in advance, for fear of bringing you no disaster. ”

After saying this, he took out a bag about the size of a palm from his sleeve and handed it to Lan Junyao, but the flat tone set off waves in Lan Junyao's heart, he must know something, but why did he help himself hide it?

Lan Junyao glanced at Ling Qixuan beside her, but finally did not take off the white hosta in her hair. Let's observe first, if he doesn't have the inclination to tell the king of the Northern Phoenix Kingdom, it's not too late to take action.

Lan Junyao took two quick steps and followed Huang Beiruo's side, but she didn't dare to get too close. This cousin has some real skills, if he sees through the details, even if he doesn't reveal it to others, he is always a little uncomfortable in front of him.

Accompanying them are a son and a daughter of the second uncle's family, the eldest son is named Huang Beiye, and the second daughter is named Huang Beijiao. Most of the time in the palace stayed in the palace, but in comparison, the two of them were more intimate with Lan Junyao, who had only met twice.

Seeing Lan Junyao leaving, the two of them also hurriedly followed, holding Lan Junyao's hand left and right, these two are twins, and now they are the age of flowers. "Sister, my cousin is so partial, when he first saw us, he didn't give us anything?"

Huang Beijiao moved closer to Lan Junyao, first looked at Huang Beiruo's reaction on the side, and then whispered to Lan Junyao. Huang Beiye on the other side heard his sister's words and nodded approvingly. On weekdays, there are only two brothers and sisters in the family, if it weren't for those mothers-in-law and little girls who would make them happy, I am afraid that the house would be even more deserted.

Lan Junyao looked at the two beside her, and couldn't help but think of the two brothers and sisters Yunjuan Yunshu who were far away in Dongling, although they were younger than his brother and sister, their temperament was the same. It's just that the cousin's gift is not as simple as they seem. She would rather her cousin meet her only to greet her, this gift is so easy to take.

"Don't talk nonsense, when you were young, I heard my grandmother say how much Brother Beiruo loved you. Brother Beiruo, who never allows himself to be dirty, is troubled by you two little cats all day long. Lan Junyao said, gently scraping on the wings of Huangbei's delicate nose.

The two of them don't remember the old things of their childhood, and at this moment they heard Lan Junyao talk about it, and at the same time made a grimace at her, looking naughty. Lan Junyao turned her head, and suddenly saw that Brother Beiruo's ears were a little red, and he thought that he had heard all the words of the three of them.