Yun An'an's fiancé?

Shopkeeper Wang's expression was quite startled, and his mouth was wide enough to stuff a basket of eggs.

If the man in front of him is Yun An'an's fiancé, then what is the saint?

Yes, although what happened five years ago led to Yun An'an's death, it is directly related to the saint.

Can...... In terms of relationship, the saint is still Yun An'an's husband, and from another point of view, Yun An'an is the queen of Beichen Kingdom.

Now there is an extra fiancé, if the Holy One knows......

Shopkeeper Wang's expression is difficult to describe in words, and Beichenlin doesn't care what Shopkeeper Wang thinks.

Putting down the herb bag in his hand, Beichenlin came to Yun An'an in a few steps and tightened the fox fur on her body.

"You're not in good health, and if you get cold, you'll catch the cold."

"I'm not so squeamish, okay, I'm like Sister Lin."

Chiffon was just too worried, making her feel like a waste who couldn't take care of herself.

"I hope you're delicate."

A warm smile appeared at the corner of his lips, and Beichen Lin leaned and kissed Yun An'an's forehead.

"What do you want to eat at night?"

"I don't want to eat~ I heard from the little guys that there are fireworks at night, and I want to go to Wangjiang Pavilion to watch the fireworks."

"It's cold, if you want to watch the fireworks, I'll buy it...... Okay, okay, I'll take you to see the fireworks at night. ”

Yun An'an just looked at him, and Beichenlin compromised.

The shopkeeper Wang on the side of this scene was even more speechless, he didn't know what to say, and for the two of them, it was really inappropriate for him to stay any longer.

"Miss Yun, the old man will retire first, and prepare a carriage for the two of you to go to Wangjiang Pavilion at night."

"There's King Lao's shopkeeper."

Shopkeeper Wang left the courtyard, looking at the figure that disappeared at the end, a chill appeared in Beichenlin's eyes.

"Do you want to deal with him?"

"No, the shopkeeper Wang just came to visit me, besides, even if he knew."

He is undoubtedly Beichenyi.

The two of them have to meet.

Yun An'an had always wondered what she would do when she met Beichenyi, cutting off his head with a knife, digging out his heart, or piercing his abdomen.

Thinking of such a picture, a smile appeared on the corner of her lips, and she was faintly looking forward to the scene when the two met.

The night permeates the heavens and the earth.

Brilliant fireworks burst into the night sky and also lit up people's faces.

At the Wangjiang Pavilion, Yun An'an raised his head, under the white veil, his blood-colored eyes looked at the fleeting fireworks in the night, and slowly stretched out his hand, wanting to hold the light in his hand.

Boom Boom –

Boom Boom –

The deafening sound was like thunder.

"I'm sorry, I'll let you go."

At this time, a couple squeezed out of the crowd, the man protected his wife, the woman held the child's hand, and the family of three came to the Wangjiang Pavilion through the crowd.

"I told you to move faster, but I didn't listen, it's okay now, Wangjiang Pavilion is occupied by others."

Beichen Rongrong kicked Jiang Yan angrily, Jiang Yan scratched his head and smiled awkwardly, not forgetting to comfort his wife's little emotions.

"It's my husband's fault, and I promise that there will be no next time."

"Daddy said the same thing last time, mother, don't forgive Daddy, he will make mistakes next time."

Knowing Father Mo Ruoer, the five-year-old young master of the Jiang family is very sure that Jiang Yan will not correct his mistakes, and he will still make them next time.

"Stinky boy, I'm your father, and I don't talk to your father at all."

"Helping or not helping relatives, that's what Daddy said."

The little guy, who looked as handsome as a porcelain doll, raised an eyebrow.

"Hmph~ My son can't even watch it, don't you want to go into the room to sleep tonight."

"Rong Rong, the husband is wrong, the husband really knows that he is wrong."

"Mother, don't trust Daddy."

The little Jiang Ping'an smiled evilly, and the angry father Jiang Yan couldn't wait to hang him up and beat him, but it was difficult for his wife to have a seizure by his side.

"Mother, don't you want to go to Wangjiang Pavilion to watch the fireworks, my son has a way."

The little guy smiled, let go of Beichen Rongrong's hand and ran towards Wangjiang Pavilion.

"There are a lot of people, don't let go of your mother's hand, An'an, don't run around."

Beichen Rongrong called her son's name, followed Jiang Ping'an and ran to Wangjiang Pavilion.

Jiang Yan also chased after him, thinking in his heart about what interface to find to beat his son when he went back.

"An An, don't run around, wait for my mother."

The little guy had already come to Wangjiang Pavilion, looked at the two people standing in front of him, and stretched out his hand to pull the corner of Yun An'an's clothes.

"Beautiful big sister, can I discuss something with you?"

Yun Anan lowered his head and looked at the little boy who ran in front of him, for some reason, giving people a very familiar feeling.

"What are you going to do, little brat?"

It was Beichenlin who spoke, looking at the stinky child's hand holding Yun An'an's dress, and raised his eyebrows.

"Put your hands down, don't you understand the truth that men and women don't kiss."

Beichenlin doesn't care how old the person in front of him is, in front of him, as long as he is a man, he must keep a certain distance from Yun An'an.

Sensing the hostility in Beichenlin's eyes, the little guy also frowned slightly.

"Uncle, I'm only five years old, you are jealous of eating a five-year-old child, shame on your face!"

Flutter –

Yun Anan laughed out loud, whose little clever ghost is so cute.

"What's your name, little one?"

The more I look at it, the more familiar it becomes, especially those eyes, which look like old people.

"Back to big sister, my name is Jiang Ping'an."

"An An."

Outside the Wangjiang Pavilion, Beichen Rongrong pinched her waist and shouted out Jiang Ping'an's name, and her voice revealed a hint of anger.

"You're getting more and more disobedient, what did your mother say to you, you can't run around in crowded places, do you want to make your mother angry?"

"Rong Rong is not angry, she will have a stomachache, punish her son for your husband and dissipate her anger!"

Jiang Yan also chased after him, and he was struggling to have no excuse to repair his son, but now he has a good reason.

Little rabbit cub, if I don't beat your ass today, it's hard to understand the hatred in my heart.

"An'an, don't bother others, come here."

"Oh~"

Jiang Ping'an sighed, and after glancing at Yun An'an, he pouted and walked towards Beichen Rongrong.

Hearing the familiar voice echoing in his ears, Yun An'an slowly turned around, under the white veil, his blood-colored eyes looked at Beichen Rongrong, and a smile extended from the corner of his eyes to his mouth.

His voice was a little hoarse.

"Rong Rong, long time no see."

Beichen Rongrong, who was holding her son's hand and turning around to leave, stopped in an instant.

She seemed to hear Yun An'an's voice just now.

It's an illusion.

But the voice was so clear, so real, that it was only a few steps away from her.

Is it really a hallucination?

Beichen Rongrong didn't dare to turn back, she was afraid, afraid that she would hear yes auditory hallucinations.

Jiang Yan, who was standing on the side and hadn't turned around yet, saw the woman in Wangjiang Pavilion, and his eyes widened for a moment.

"Cloud ...... Yun An'an? ”

"It's me."

Yun An'an's voice sounded again, and Beichen Rongrong also turned around to look.

Under the fireworks, Yun An'an, who was dressed in white and red-haired, stood in front of him, and his eyes were full of redness.

Every step Beichen Rongrong took, the tears in her eyes swelled up.

When she walked in front of Yun An'an, Beichen Rongrong was already crying like a tearful person.

The jade hand trembled and caressed Yun An'an's cheek, the temperature was cold and biting, but she really told Beichen Rongrong that she was real, not her fantasy.

"An An?"

"Hmm."

"An An, is it really you, I didn't dream?"

"Nope."

"An An."

Repeating the word An'an over and over again, suddenly, Beichen Rongrong stepped forward and hugged Yun An'an tightly.

"You're so alive, you're really alive!"

Beichen Rongrong, who was howling and crying, didn't care about the eyes of others, she just wanted to vent her emotions.

Yun Anan gently patted her back, soothing her excitement, and her blood-colored eyes were glowing red.

"Daddy, who is that big sister? Why did my mother cry so fiercely? ”

Jiang Ping'an's little head was full of puzzlement.

He had never seen his mother cry like this, and it was distressing to cry.

Jiang Yan didn't know why Yun An'an appeared, the resurrection of the woman who had been dead for five years was terrifying, and it was a surprise.

"She is a very good friend of your mother, and it is because of her that you changed your name to Jiang Ping'an."

"Oh~, I see."

Jiang Ping'an nodded as if he didn't understand, the person who can be friends with his mother must be a very good big sister, and she is very beautiful, which is the type he likes.

I don't know how long I cried, Beichen Rongrong's eyes were red and swollen from crying, but her hands were still holding on to Yun An'an.

"An An, where have you been in the past five years? Why don't you give me a piece of news that you're still alive. ”

"Do you know, every year I stack as many gold ingots as you stack and burn as much incense as you want, I'm afraid that you won't be able to eat well and dress badly over there."

"But it's good for you, you don't tell me if you're alive, even if someone else burns a letter and comes back, at least it will make me feel more at ease."

Beichen Rongrong is full of resentment, but the concern and worry are hidden in the words.

Yun An sat quietly on the side, letting Beichen Rongrong talk about her dissatisfaction, and there was always a faint smile on the corner of her lips.

"I, I'm recuperating in a fairyland on earth, and now that my injuries are healed, I'll come back to see you."

Yun Anan did not say that she lived in hell every day for five years, but told Beichen Rongrong that she was doing well, really well.

"Why don't you give me news, do you know how sad I am when I learn that you are dead."

As he spoke, tears appeared in his eyes again.

Beichen Rongrong took a deep breath and raised her hand to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes casually.

"Don't mention it, it's the best news that you can return safely, let's go, go to my house, no one wants to sleep tonight, you must tell me about the past five years."

When Beichen Rongrong pulled Yun An'an to get up, one rumbling sound after another sounded, and huge fireworks lit up in the night sky again.

Where the fireworks were illuminated, I saw a dark figure standing in the crowd.