The scene in the dream of Nalan Jinxiu, who was asleep, turned around, and he seemed to see the former Zong Xuanyi again. He is still dressed in white, as rich as jade, and today's queen mother holds his arm, smiling like a flower.

Suddenly, the queen was gone, the courtyard was deep, only he was dressed in a heavy official uniform, facing a waning moon, holding her red wedding dress back then, and rubbing it with his fingers lovingly.

Where is this? Is it the yard where they used to live? Is he missing her? He misses them, but why did he do that in the first place? Is power really so inseparable?

Nalan Jinxiu's heart seemed to be pierced by a feather arrow again, she reached out and grabbed Zong Xuanyi's hand, only to feel that the tentacles were cold, and even though there were thousands of words in her heart, she couldn't ask a word.

"Brother Jiu......" she called in a low voice, her voice was very small, as if something was stuck in her throat, she couldn't speak, she couldn't say it, it was low and painful, like a wounded little beast hoarse*.

Ji Hongye saw her holding her hand, and wanted to pull it away, but she couldn't bear it. sighed silently, thinking in his heart, after all, he is still a child, no matter how strong he usually disguises himself on the outside, there are times when he is so weak and helpless in private.

It's just that the "ninth brother" in her mouth puzzled him. She only has one brother, and as for their cousins, there is no ninth, so who is the "ninth brother"?

No matter how much a person changes, the difference in personality can't be so big, isn't she Xu Jinsheng? If not, then who is she? What is the purpose of lurking in the Ji family? Wooing him? Thinking of King Xun's attitude towards him, his heart was full of suspicions, and his eyebrows suddenly cold, and he hesitated for a while to untie her clothes.

The indoor temperature was relatively high, and Nalan Jinxiu only wore a snow-white gown outside her belly pocket. Unbuckled, it is a tender yellow belly pocket, embroidered with pale pink hibiscus flowers, reflecting the jade-like skin is particularly confusing.

Ji Hongye's breath stagnated, and she felt a faint fragrance lingering around her body. He has long been an adult, although he is not married and does not like women, but he is still in good hands. I closed my eyes for a while, and went through all the teachings of the saint in my mind, and when I finally opened my eyes, my eyes were clear.

The crimson cinnabar mole on the snow-white chest is particularly distinct, this mole was born with Xu Jinsheng, and the location is excellent. When she was born, a master said that if she grows into such a cinnabar mole, if she is a man, she can be a marquis, and if she is a woman, she is a prosperous man, and she is rich and noble. Grandmother was convinced of this, so she was so persistent in trying to match them.

After tidying up her clothes, she didn't leave, but sat quietly in front of the couch to look at her, it seemed that she was Xu Jinsheng, but something was really different. He became more and more confused, tightened his brows, and looked at her sleeping quietly, with a little baby fat on his little face revealing a kind of sadness and helplessness at the end of the name.

How old is she? Thirteen years old, how can she look so pitiful? His heart suddenly became uncomfortable, and that little bit of compassion seemed to have the potential to burn the prairies, and now looking at her, he actually felt a little endearing.

His heart skipped a beat, what was wrong? He couldn't figure it out, but his disgust for her faded a little......

Nalan Jinxiu slept until dusk, rubbed her eyes, and saw Ji Hongye in a green shirt, sitting at the desk writing with a straight posture, his eyes calm and peaceful.

"Cousin Ye, why are you here?" she said and walked to him, Ji Hongye didn't respond to her, still using her pen like flying.

Nalan Jinxiu saw that he was copying the scriptures for her, and the handwriting was exactly the same as hers, which made her surprised: "How can you write the same font as me?"

The response to her is still air, and she is ignored by life, if she was treated like this before, she would definitely be angry. But after being reborn, she looked down on many things, and now there are not many things that can make her angry and make her mood fluctuate.

Just when she thought he wouldn't reply to her, he dropped his pen and said, "I have had the ability to imitate human writing since I was a child. ”

"Oh, then you're gifted. ”

Ji Hongye's expression was still light, not arrogant, not impatient, and not the slightest smugness. After skillfully writing the last line, he put away the pen elegantly, and his tone was calm and natural: "I haven't had dinner yet, let's go together!"

When he said this, Nalan Jinxiu really felt a little hungry, and wanted to tease him when he saw his serious patriarchal appearance, and asked ghostly: "Is Cousin Ye going to have dinner with me?"

"Hmm. "Ji Hongye, as always, cherishes words like gold.

"Then let's go eat something good. ”

"What?"

"You'll know when you go. "Nalan is mysterious.

Ji Hongye knew from her appearance that she was going to have something to do, he still had something to do, and he shouldn't waste time with her here. It's just that I'm a little curious in my heart, what is the good thing she said, so it's up to her to think about it.

Who knew that her movement was quite large, and she used his carriage all the way to the suburbs. The place was already remote, and it was rare to see a few families, but she asked the driver to stop the car in front of a farmhouse.

"There are a few chickens in this house that are very good, let's ask for one to eat!"

Ji Hongye just wanted to say something, but when he saw that she had already got off the carriage neatly, he sighed inaudibly, and could only follow her out of the carriage.

In the small yard made of a fence, there were several fat chickens pacing back and forth with their heads held high, and one of them saw them with a beautiful coat, and the sound of his crowing was very loud and quite vigorous.

Nalan Jinxiu stared at the chicken with clear eyes, and smiled: "You can scream hard, and when you cry for a while, this girl will eat you today." ”

Ji Hongye saw her talking to the chicken seriously, and chuckled, but saw that she had already squatted down and quietly crouched outside the fence wall, listening carefully to the movement inside.

Nalan Jinxiu pricked up his ears and listened for a while, and found that there was no other movement in the yard except for the sound of chickens, and knew that the owner should not be at home.

She got up, leaned against the wall and looked in for a moment, making sure she was right. Seeing the fat chicken that screamed, neatly climbed over the wall, and more than a dozen chickens in the yard suddenly seemed to have exploded their nests, flying everywhere, the scene was not spectacular.

Nalan Jinxiu thought that under this pounce, he would definitely succeed, but who knew that it would fail. She couldn't catch it a few times in a row, she was so tired that she was panting, and casually pointed to the little guy who was following Ji Hongye and said, "What are you doing standing stupidly, why don't you come over and help." ”

The little guy next to Ji Hongye is not an ordinary person, his name is Long Yi, although he is only seventeen years old, he is an authentic practitioner. He neatly pushed the chicken to a large chicken coop with an open door, and slowly approached the fat chicken.