Shen Anyan thought like this, his heart turned to sadness, and he glanced at it sadly, just in time to bump into Shen Qiyuan staring at him for a moment.

She missed half a beat in her heart, and hurriedly buried her head in staring at the pair of milk cigarette satin beaded embroidered shoes on her feet, and then heard the sound of footsteps accompanied by a hearty smile from far and near.

Shen Anyan looked up.

The frost rolls are wrapped in a strong smell of fat powder, and gold and jade collide with each other.

The gold thread on her shawl was illuminated by the sun, and the dazzling light reflected directly in the water, lining Guishuang's already bright facial features a little more intensely.

But seeing two deep pear vortices on Guishuang's cheeks, the old lady Ying Ying said: "I'm damned, it's too late, I wish the old lady to increase wealth, longevity, wealth, and glory." ”

With Guishan's birthday, others got up in turn to pay tribute to Guishan, and followed and also congratulated him on his birthday.

For a while, the atmosphere was high, and the sun was more scorching than ever.

Shen Anyan secretly thought, maybe this is the scene when Guishuang enters the door.

She was born in the Otsutsuki clan, and all the rituals she received came casually, and her temperament was much more unrestrained than others.

Shen Hou Mansion has always been in dire straits since Shen Hou Ye passed away, and although the people in the mansion are also smiling, they are not very happy.

With Guishuang here, maybe the Shenhou Mansion can also have more joy.

No, Guishuang sat next to Shen Qiyuan according to his words, talking and laughing exquisitely on all sides, making the table so funny.

Sun Mingzhu, who was still talking around Shen Anyan just now, was also taken away by Guishuang, and her innocent eyes were full of surprise.

Shen Qiyuan also showed his face with Guishuang's words, his eyes were so soft that Shen Anyan's heart ached, and he thought that maybe in the future, they would become relatives and have children, and it would be like a family joy to gather with this Sun Mingzhu.

And she is like a wanderer, a lonely ghost wandering without roots.

Shen Anyan sighed dejectedly, she was most disgusted with her current self, it was clearly the path she chose, but she was full of unwillingness and complaints, and her fifteen or sixteen-year-old face had the mouth of a crying and grabbing the earth, and she was nagging about her misfortune all day long.

She was uncomfortable, and her scalp hurt when she listened to Guishuang's naughty smile that she couldn't close her mouth.

From time to time, a servant woman came with a colorful disc in her hand, and she came with her head held high, for fear that others would not see the joy on her face.

Guishuang naturally saw Shen Anyan's absent-mindedness, and the corners of her mouth twitched into an intriguing arc, "Miss Shen San's words are much less today, isn't it that this arrangement for days has tired her mind?" ”

Everyone turned their attention to Shen Anyan with the mentality of an idler watching a big show.

Shen Anyan avoided these things, but it didn't mean that she was afraid, so she raised her eyes and looked directly at Guishuang, "The old lady can't be sloppy on her seventieth birthday." ”

A few sentences are enough to dial a thousand pounds.

Guishuang's eyes were slightly dark, his fingers clasped Qingguo, and he laughed in an instant, "I have to learn this from you, otherwise if I marry in the future, I won't be able to tell people to see a joke." ”

This has the meaning of showing off.

Shen Qiyuan glanced at Shen Anyan before frowning and lightly snorting at Guishuang, "What do you say about these things, it makes people listen to strange jokes." ”

Guishuang's eyebrows flew, his face was more proud, but the corners of his mouth were shy, "I don't know much about this, you can teach me more in the future." ”

Shen Anyan felt dazzling, I don't know if it was the bright smile on Guishuang's face or the sun overhead, which only made people feel anxious.

She raised her hand to cover her eyebrows and staggered to her feet, "It's an hour, and I don't know how the cook's preparations are, I'll go and see." ”

Shen Anyan said to the old lady, but her eyes looked at Shen Qiyuan, and saw him sitting tepidly, as if nothing had happened.

Shen Anyan's heart suddenly tightened, and he only said that everything had changed.

In the past, Shen Qiyuan would not let her suffer half of the grievances.

But who are these blames?

Blame God, or blame yourself?

She was in a daze, hurrying away, hiding her embarrassment with hurried steps.

Walking to the corridor where Cheng Fu pointed to Shen Anyan on the high platform before, Shen Anyan stopped.

On the side of the cool side, there was a fence and jagged flowers were planted.

The flowers bloomed and clustered together, crowding the hedge, and the scattered petals and branches were outside, swaying lightly in the wind.

Shen Anyan divided the flowers and brushed the willows, and sat down in a place with thick shade.

The subordinates were afraid that Shen Anyan would suffer from heat stroke under the scorching sun, so they fished out the melon from the well and cut it for her to eat.

Where did Shen Anyan have these appetites, but looking at the red flesh and feeling that it was strange and wasteful, he beckoned Qingling Hongqian to eat it.

Qingling Hongqian is a subordinate person, and she rarely eats these, but if she eats, she just holds the melon skin and eats it.

Today, it is the first time that those girls from the scholarly family use a silver spoon to pick a good block, and the two of them can't help but feel fresh and interesting.

But seeing Shen Anyan leaning on the stone table with his body slanted, his eyes were scattered, and he didn't dare to indulge too much, so he only swallowed in small bites.

Shen Anyan didn't take Qingling's movements to heart, just looked at the flying catkins, and the floating petals were self-conscious.

Hong Qian saw that the sorrow on her face was accumulating more and more tired, and she was afraid that she would be overwhelmed, so she said, "Sister, do you want to taste this melon, it's delicious." ”

Shen Anyan didn't have much appetite, but he couldn't bear to brush off the red light, so he took a silver spoon and dug a spoonful.

The juice splashed on the tip of her tongue and slid over her taste buds to create a sweet taste, and the coolness that penetrated her heart jumped into her heart like a waterfall that flowed straight down, soothing her inner irritability.

Shen Anyan couldn't help but eat another piece, the tip of her nose was sweating, she took out a brocade and tucked it, and after coming and going, she forgot about those troubles.

When I looked up casually, there was a dark shadow under the cloister crawling with vines, and the leakage of the trees slowly came.

Shen Anyan thought it was Shen Qiyuan for a moment, her heart was pounding, and when she looked closely, she had a strange face that was elegant and delicate to the extreme, and the clothes were not the one Shen Qiyuan was wearing.

Shen Anyan lowered her eyes, her palms were dripping with the sweat that came out of panic, cold, like her heart falling into the abyss.

The man walked in, and his feminine face piled up a false smile, "Miss Shen San, pulling a donkey face, seeing Lin made Lin think that he had seen an enemy." ”

Shen Anyan didn't like to talk to people she didn't know, and now that she was in turmoil, she was even more unwilling, so she smiled and replied with a smile, just wanting to send Lin away.

Ke Lin stood by the fence, brushing the remnants of flowers on his clothes, "I saw the grass and trees in the distance, and I only felt that the courtyard was full of vitality, but when I walked in and looked closely, there was death hidden under this life, just like the ups and downs of life, and the gains and losses were unpredictable." ”

But no, just like her rebirth, she got what she longed for in her previous life, but she lost what she had in her previous life.

Shen Anyan looked at him through the dark red and light green, and his tone was a little softer, "Lin Gongzi's words sound like a master who cherishes flowers." ”