Only Yan Zenyi noticed that the nurse accidentally kicked the power of the ventilator loose, and it was not until she closed the door in resentment that the crumbling power supply officially said goodbye to the socket hole.

Yan Zenyi knew that she would soon be able to go to her next life to take a look, and she couldn't help but stare at her monitor with some anticipation.

Watching the originally regular wavy lines on the instrument gradually calm down, Yan Zenyi showed a satisfied smile, but quietly closed his eyes.

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Yan Zenyi opened his eyes again, and sure enough, he came to that antique world again, but there were a few candles lit in the room.

The girl who was already eight or nine years old was sleeping quietly on the bed, her eyes closed, her eyelashes like a bunch of feathers, gently covering her eyes.

Mama Ruan was sitting on a soft chair in front of the bed, and she was meticulously sewing a piece of aqua blue clothing in her hands.

"Mama!" A brisk female voice came from behind the screen, and a cardamom girl in a ginger red maid dress walked in.

The girl looked no more than eleven or twelve years old, with great apricot eyes that looked very pleasant, and a shallow dimple on her cheeks, which she could tell at a glance how much sinner's wine would be filled when she laughed.

The girl strode to the soft chair, snatched the robe from Mama Ruan's hand, and pretended to be angry, "The princess has ordered, don't let you do needlework under this weak candle fire anymore." The next time I am found by the slave maid, I really have to tell the princess! ”

Mama narrowed her tired eyes, smiled and snatched the robe back from the girl's hand, patted the girl's hand and said, "Mama knows, why haven't you rested yet?" ”

"The princess said a few days ago that in the future, all the things of this vigil will belong to the slaves! Mama, you forgot again? The style carefully lifted the grandmother up from the soft chair.

pinched Mama's shoulder, then pushed Mama to the door of the wing, and said in a brisk but worried tone, "Mama, go back to the room to rest, Miss has a slave here!" Don't go back to the room and sew clothes secretly, Miss has enough clothes, and Madame has also sewed two autumn clothes for Miss! ”

Mama smiled, didn't say anything more, and went back to her room to rest.

Yan Zenyi floated in the air and looked at this maid, feeling a little strange.

Didn't her father say that Mama Ruan should only take care of her? Why haven't you come for a few years, there is an extra maid in this fence chrysanthemum courtyard? However, Yan Zenyi did not delve into it, she believed that this maid could be sent by her mother to take care of her, and she must be a person trusted by her father and mother.

So Yan Zenyi flew out of the fence chrysanthemum courtyard.

The courtyard was pitch black, and even though the sky was full of stars, only the shadows of the trees could be faintly seen. Yan Chanyi wanted to go to the Fengyu Temple to find Master Shi'an, but looking at the dark night, she knew that she couldn't find the direction at all.

Yan Zenyi didn't know if he could hold on until dawn and stay here.

With nothing to do, she looked at the starry sky above her head, and couldn't help but feel that there might only be one or two chances left to fly, so why not take the opportunity to fly up and have a look.

So Yan Zenyi launched his strength and flew high into the air for a while, until the buildings under his feet turned into darkness.

The starry sky was still so far away from her, and Yan Zenyi was a little discouraged.

As a modern person in the new century, of course she knows that no matter how she flies, she will not be able to really pick the stars with her hands.

She wanted to continue to go up to find the limit of this starry sky, but when she looked down at random, she saw that in the darkness under her feet, there was a square place that still had fluorescent light.

Where it can stay all night and is still as bright as a star, Yan Zenyi's eyes rolled, and he knew where it was. Thinking that he didn't know where to go anyway, he might as well go to the golden palace to hang around, so he leaned over and flew towards the bright place.

Soon, the palace was already directly below Yan Zen's clothes, boxy, like a trapped beast cage, imprisoning all the demons and monsters inside.

Yan Zenyi looked at the boxy palace under his feet in a trance, which was very large and bright, but it inexplicably made people feel depressed.

Yan Zenyi flew downwards and glanced at it, the lights were bright, but it was deserted.

To her surprise, there was a majestic Buddha statue in the backyard of this huge palace. Yan Zenyi remembered that the last time he came over, he obviously heard that this emperor had abandoned Buddhism and served the Tao, could it be that he had changed to an emperor?

Yan Zen clothes landed in front of the courtyard where the Buddha statue was placed with the mentality of casual shopping, above the tall Zhu Gate, "Shi'an Temple" three gold lacquer characters, in this dark night, slightly glowing.

Yan Zenyi thought for a while, maybe she didn't have to go to the Fengyu Temple to find Master Shi'an. Then she passed through the wall briskly, and the candle flame shook gently, I don't know if it was because of her fluttering, or because of the night wind.

The temple was huge, with gold bricks and tiles, and it was about the same as every palace she had just passed.

The same high gate, the same jade platform, the only difference is probably the tall Buddha statue in the center of the main hall.

The Buddha closed his eyes, did not speak, and his face was expressionless, as if he had fallen asleep.

Yan Zenyi was looking for it headlessly, she wanted to find Shi An, but she knew that Shi An couldn't see her, she should go to the little monk with purple eyes first, she still remembered, his name was Wei Youchen.

She walked through the walls one by one, and finally saw him in the largest room.

It seems like another four years have passed.

That cute yellow-mouthed child, now it is really as she expected, and has grown into a handsome young man. The boy is no longer bald, maybe he hasn't grown his hair long enough, and the jade crown on his head looks a little empty.

The boy didn't sleep, and was under a few candles, looking at the bamboo slips in his hand seriously.

Yan Zenyi remembered that there were rice paper and books in this era, and expected that this bamboo slip was about an ancient book only in the palace, so it made this young man intoxicated and not sleep late at night.

Yan Zenyi thought of teasing, so she walked straight behind the young man, stretched out her translucent hands, and covered the young man's two beautiful eyes of different colors.

The young man only felt that his eyes were blurred, and then he turned around in surprise and said, "You're here!" ”

When he saw the dress of the woman in front of him, he immediately lowered his head shyly, the tips of his ears were red, and asked in a low voice, "Why are you dressed like this?" ”

Yan Zenyi looked down and saw that he was wearing the snow-white underwear of the ancients, but he didn't wear pants for some reason.

It's probably because the sleeping Xiaoyan Zen clothes are not wearing underwear.

Fortunately, the underwear is already very wide, and the key parts are still being covered, but a pair of slender jade legs are exposed, making this little boy who is used to being a monk so red that he doesn't dare to raise his head.

"It's not up to me to decide what to wear, I'm what I wear on my body. How do you know it's me? Why don't you wear an eye patch? Yan Zenyi looked at the little boy in front of him.

There was no trace of fear in his eyes, it was all surprise and anticipation, but the blush on his cheeks really told her that he was embarrassed.

Remembering the first time he saw him, when he trembled and said incoherently to the master that there was a ghost, she couldn't help but joke a little jokingly, "Aren't you afraid of being a ghost?" ”

Since entering the palace, the boy no longer wears an eye patch.

He didn't have to care about the eyes of others anymore, he was afraid of missing her. If he had covered his purple eyes, he would not have seen her as a ghost.

The boy knew that she was making fun of herself, and laughed along, his bright eyes seemed to be infused with the water of the Milky Way, bright and starry, and his cheeks were still slightly red, I don't know if he was annoyed by her jokes, or he didn't recover from Fang Cai's shyness.

He whispered, "Ghosts are terrible, besides, how dare ghosts come to this temple full of Buddha's light." ”

With that, he stood up and took out a small screen from the back room, blocking it between the two of them. His eyes unintentionally swept over Yan Zenyi's pair of exposed snow-white long legs, and his face turned red silently.

"That's right, the hell is terrible." Yan Zenyi looked at the small screen splashed with ink, which did not cover the blush on Wei Weichen's face that had not yet dissipated.

While lamenting the pedantry of the ancients, but on the other hand, as if deliberately teasing him, he turned over and sat on the table in front of him, and shook his legs leisurely.

She looked at him condescendingly and said, "I haven't seen you for a few years, and you are really getting better and better." How did you grow your hair? Don't be a monk anymore? ”

If it weren't for the lack of substance, she would definitely go to pinch that handsome but red cute face.

"Baldness is just a formality." Weichen saw her climb onto her desk again, so she had to lift the stool herself and go around behind the screen. This time, he didn't even dare to look around, and hid to the other side of the screen with his eyes closed.

He was still talking disapprehantly, but he still reached out and touched his hair crown, but he accidentally knocked off the loose jade crown on his head, and his shoulder-length hair fell down, covering a small part of his face, which looked even more demonic.

He looked at Yan Zen Yi with some embarrassment, but in Yan Zen Yi's eyes, he saw a stronger surprise than the last time. At the moment, I am inexplicably ironing in my heart, as if I have a face that is thought to be beautiful by Yan Zenyi, what a great thing.

Then he lowered his head a little embarrassed, blushed and said, "Recently, I was finally able to coil out a bun, but it was loose and ruthless." It's not that I don't quit being a monk anymore, but Master said that there will be more important things for me to do. ”

"What do you need to do with your hair?" Yan Zenyi was puzzled after listening to his words, and couldn't understand what needed to be done with the hair of a little monk.

She opened her phoenix eyes wide, staring at Wei Youchen's hair with a thoughtful look for a long time.

Wei Youchen remembered that Yan Chanyi didn't know that he also had an identity, he was the crown prince of Wei, and he was a person who would go back to inherit the throne sooner or later.

He can't rule a country like a monk, so although the time has not yet come, the master has also taken precautions to let him start to accumulate hair.