Shang Jinyan and Yan Huiran are scheduled to go out three days later, and they will go to the nearby Luming Mountain together.

The terrain of Luming Mountain is flat, the mountains are full of green trees, the center is rocky and rugged, after the strange stone forest, there is a very beautiful lake, and there are egrets soaring from time to time.

There are several villages behind the mountain, where people make a living by farming, weaving, farming, and fishing in the lake.

In the autumn season, the maple leaves on the mountain are red everywhere, and the literati and artists are invited to gather here, take a boat to cross the lake, and stroke the qin and chant poems and paint.

During these three days, no matter how Shang Jinyan sent people to guard him, Yu Ziye could always find a way to sneak out until dusk, and then he left the Taifu Mansion and returned home.

Since she was a child, Su Zhen got up early every morning and worked in her room to speed up her recovery.

After seven years of recuperation, the strength she had accumulated is recovering little by little, which is good news.

Su Zhen practiced the mental method every day, condensing the meager natural aura to forge the body. Although it has little effect, it is better than nothing. If you meet a little demon, you can probably deal with it.

The only thing that made her feel some comfort was that according to the description of the ancient books of the Taifu Mansion Library Pavilion, there were indeed demons on this unknown continent. If she can find a place for them to cultivate, maybe it will also help her recover her strength.

And the Taoist priests who check and balance each other, they are proficient in the spell formation, so as to subdue it. But for the most part, it's a god.

As for the demon control mage like Su Zhen in his previous life, who could cultivate to the peak, according to the records of the fragmented ancient books, it only appeared 100,000 years ago.

But she still can't confirm whether she has come to another continent, or if the years she thinks have actually passed 100,000 years.

Su Zhen used the meager spiritual power in the dantian, spread out his palm, and the golden flame lines appeared, and then disappeared.

Everything seems ordinary, but she often feels that something is wrong, and the memory that belongs to Jin Qingxian is very vague, and many places are blank.

She seems to have forgotten something very important, and the monk who helped her be reborn, she always feels as if she has seen it somewhere?

He took out the dark Gu Xun from his bosom and stroked its lines, and a gentle call loomed in his mind.

'Jin'er... Jin'er ......'

'Bang Bang Bang'

A sudden knock on the door interrupted Su Zhen's thoughts.

"Young Master?"

Hearing the maid's knock on the door, Su Zhen sighed, gathered her mind, and got back into the quilt and pretended to have just woken up.

After washing, she pulled her hair up with a headband and changed into her favorite white brocade robe, holding a folding fan. The cheeks are slightly immature, not as angular as an ordinary teenager. The pupils are as black as ink, and with a sparkling brilliance, the bridge of the nose is high, the lips are like cherry blossoms, and there seems to be a ripple when you purse your lips and smile lightly.

When Yan Huiran came to find her, Su Zhen was squatting on the round stool and stroking her cheeks, looking at herself in the mirror.

"Zhen'er?"

Su Zhen looked back, jumped down from the stool, and hugged her waist, "Mother." ”

Alas, in her two lifetimes combined, she doesn't know how much older she is than Yan Huiran, but she has to be coquettish to others every day.

I don't feel a loss, but I inexplicably have a feeling that the old cow eats tender grass and takes advantage of others.

"Zhen'er, ...... you just now?"

"Hey, hey! Don't mind, Zhen'er is just used to being amazed by her face every day. Su Hao raised her chin and winked at Yan Huiran.

The playful appearance provoked the surrounding maids to laugh, and they all covered their lips and chuckled.

Yan Huiran nodded her forehead, "Alas! You! It's getting late, let's go. ”

"Okay."

She took Su Hao's hand and walked outside.

Recently, the old lady is not here, but there is no need to go to ask for peace, but the aunts need to come to the courtyard to visit the morning and dusk.

By the time they arrived at the main hall, Aunt An and Aunt Liu had already arrived with Miss Fushang.

These two people came early today, but they didn't have any good intentions when they thought about it.

Seeing Yan Huiran enter the door, they immediately got up and saluted, "Concubine to Mrs. ”

"Qingyang greets my mother."

Su Huan leaned over and saluted, looking a little cautious.

Su Changhuan was still young, less than half as tall as Su Zhen, and I saw her running into her arms with small steps, "Big brother!" ”