Limited to 3 days.

I don't know when people talked about the three days. For example:

Three days later, we're going to compete here!

Three days later, we'll see you there!

Three days later,......

Ying Xuan lay on the table in annoyance, his fingers rhythmically tapping on the table.

It's the last day, and tomorrow he will go to Chen's Mansion in person anyway, as for marrying Chen Sainan, he doesn't have this blessing.

Thinking of this, Yingxuan, who was originally preoccupied, suddenly brightened, the strength of his fingers unconsciously became heavier, and the rhythm of the sound was like the rhythm of a horse's hooves when a horse galloped.

Da ...... Da Da ...... Da ......

Da ...... Da Da ...... Da ......

Boom...... Knock Knock...... Boom......

Just after lunch, Ziyu arrived as scheduled.

It's just that there is still no figure of Xiaohong, which was the case yesterday.

"Xiaohong didn't come today?" Ying Xuan asked, without Xiaohong's bickering, he was uncomfortable, and he had to sigh how terrible the power of habit was.

"I sent her to do something else, what, you miss her?" Ziyu said with a smile.

"What are you thinking! I'm just looking at you alone and worried about your safety. Although it was just an obvious joke, Ying Xuan still had to explain it clearly, otherwise it was very likely that he would be settled by the Autumn Queen, and he had experience in this point.

"Why didn't you notice that your mouth was so sweet." Ziyu was not polite, and sat down by himself, completely treating the Sword Dance Workshop as his home.

Ying Xuan pretended to be serious and said, "Didn't I tell you, I will only tell you the truth!" ”

Ziyu blinked her eyes and said mysteriously: "Then tell me now, what is the purpose of your coming to Chang'an?" ”

"Well...... "Ying Xuan made a difficulty, not pretending, he was really embarrassed.

Obviously, it is not yet time to tell Ziyu the truth, the time is not yet ripe, and there is still a layer of window paper in the middle of the relationship between the two. Well, he admits, maybe it looks like window paper on the surface, but it's actually a copper wall.

At least Ziyu's identity, he hadn't figured it out yet, and he couldn't imagine how Ziyu would feel after learning about his Qin heir's identity.

"Haha......" Ziyu said with a smile, "It scares you, it doesn't matter if you don't want to say it, at least you didn't lie to me, I hate it when others deceive me." ”

Ying Xuan pretended to wipe his sweat, sat opposite him, and said, "It's not time yet, I will tell you all if I have the chance." So now can we talk about you? ”

Ying Xuan's words changed, and he looked at Ziyu with a smile, turning from passive to active.

"Let's talk about singing and dancing!" Ziyu said, took the bamboo slip from the table, and looked at it seriously.

Ying Xuan could only smile and stare dryly, this gesture had been used many times in front of him, and it had been tried and tested.

"This story is good, the article is better written, and the writing is even more outstanding, did you write it?"

Ying Xuan nodded first, he was holding his chin with his hands, looking at Ziyu like a nymphomaniac. When he reacted, he shook his head.

"You nodded and shook your head, did you write it?"

Ying Xuan sat up straight, although he wanted to take the credit for himself, but he dispelled this shameless thought in an instant.

If it's his own, it's his own, if it's not, it's not, otherwise what's the difference between him and Lu Sizhi and the like. It is gold that will always shine, but if it soars into the sky through the golden light of others, it will only end up being crushed.

A stubborn stone is a stubborn stone, don't think about coveting the light of gold, otherwise you will be trampled under everyone's feet, because it is a matter of quality.

"The article is from a friend of mine who loves to read and is now in the Sword Dance Workshop." Ying Xuan told the truth.

Ziyu said happily: "Such a coincidence, can you let me get acquainted?" ”

Ying Xuan couldn't wait to slap himself in the mouth: Why should I add the last sentence, although I am not worried that Li Xinyi, this little ghost, will dig into his corner, but he will always waste time.

"Of course, you can wait, I'll call him personally." Ying Xuan reluctantly got up.

Li Xinyi's room was not very far away, and when he came back, he instructed again: "Little ghost, don't talk nonsense, you can answer her questions." ”

Li Xinyi was already impatient, and in just a short distance, the young master repeated it three times, but he never dared to make a mistake in front of the young master, and nodded and said: "Don't worry, young master, I still want to go back to read books early." ”

Ying Xuan nodded with satisfaction, he couldn't wait for Li Xinyi to leave now. He personally stepped forward to open the door for him, and said to Ziyu's back: "When people come, you must not know how much this little ghost loves to read, and he almost doesn't go out." ”

Li Xinyi squirmed at the door, refusing to come in. Ying Xuan had no choice but to drag his clothes and forcibly pull him in.

"Li Xinyi has seen Miss Ziyu!"

After Ziyu went out in Yingxuan, she read this article again, and she was still deeply touched. Hearing the voice of the third person, she turned around with the bamboo slip in her hand.

With a bang, the bamboo slip fell to the ground.

"Brother? Is that you, brother? Ziyu shouted emotionally with tears in the corners of her eyes.

Ying Xuan and Li Xinyi were both shocked and looked at each other.

The tears in the corners of Ziyu's eyes slid down her cheeks, leaving a long tear stain. She licked her tears, a little bitter, but a little sweet, she hadn't seen her mother and brother for three years.

Three years, how many three years can she have!

Ziyu wiped her tears, got up and pounced, and hugged Li Xinyi tightly in her arms.

"Sister, when will you come to see me next time?"

"Soon, you have to listen to your mother, and don't make her angry."

"But my mother hasn't let me go out, I'm almost suffocating, why can my sister go out, and why can't?"

"Because ......"

……

Ziyu suddenly felt scared, and her brain spun rapidly. He pushed Li Xinyi away in disbelief and retreated step by step, until he reached the desk and there was no way to retreat.

"Who are you? You're not a brother, aren't you? Ziyu roared.

"Of course he's not your brother, I think you're the wrong person." Ying Xuan quickly stepped forward and tried to comfort her, because she found that Ziyu's mental state was not good, especially those eyes, which were intimidating.

"Go away!" Ziyu pushed Ying Xuan away vigorously and asked, "Who is he?" ”

"His name is Li Xinyi, and he is definitely not your younger brother, if you don't believe it, you can come forward and take a look. There are no two people in the world who are exactly the same, maybe he just looks like your brother, you can tell if you look closely. ”

Ziyu moved his steps extremely slowly, like a snail, and turned back step by step, casting a distrustful look at Yingxuan.

Ying Xuan saw it in her eyes, with mixed feelings: I treated her so heartily, but I didn't expect her to be wary of me, and the previous efforts were in vain.