Ye Xiaoyan ran effortlessly to the foot of Xishan and stopped in front of the courtyard of Xishan Villa. She felt like she was still out of breath and her heart was still beating.

She looked at the courtyard wall, and with an attempt to lift her feet, she landed on the wall, and stood where she had stood.

There are two houses in the courtyard, one in front and one in the back, with corridors on both sides, and a stone path in the middle that extends from the front yard to the back yard. Where grass once grew, gravel, stones, moss, and shrubs are laid out in an orderly manner, echoing harmony, as if depicting a mountain and river scene on the ground.

Ye Xiaoyan admired in her heart: Nangong You is worthy of being proficient in painting and has a unique eye, she only said a rough meaning at the beginning, and he came up with these things himself.

There was no one in Xishan Villa, Ye Xiaoyan fell into the courtyard and walked straight in from the middle stone road.

The main hall in the front yard is still so empty. Ye Xiaoyan walked through the front hall and came to the backyard, where the house in the backyard had been renovated.

Ye Xiaoyan pushed open the door and walked in, and suddenly wanted to cry.

Because she used to just talk casually, Nangong You almost helped her realize it.

She was lying on the big modern bed, with an unknown number of mattresses underneath, and it was very soft.

Ye Xiaoyan looked up at the roof, thinking: What happened to the Xuanwang Mansion? Where have all the people in the house gone?

……

was standing on Nanshan Mountain looking at Nangong You, who was looking at the direction of King Xuan's Mansion, and suddenly had a feeling: Yan'er was in the mansion, in their bedroom.

"Yan'er!"

Nangong Yu let out a long sigh.

"Master," said Hurricane, carrying a chair from behind, "There will be a while around the grave, why don't you sit down first?" ”

"Not necessarily."

Nangong You glanced back, almost everyone in the mansion was here.

Today is the day of Ye Xiaoyan's burial. He was stripped of his title, and Ye Xiaoyan was also not Princess Xuan, so she could not be buried in the royal cemetery.

Nangong You listened to Nangong Chen's words and thought that Ye Xiaoyan's soul was still there, and it was Ye Wanyan's body that died, so he finally decided to bury Ye Wanyan in Nanshan and bury her with the Liu family.

He even changed the name on the tombstone to "Ye Wanyan", and the person who erected the monument only engraved "Nangong You", not "Fu Nangong You".

Since listening to Nangong Chen's persuasion that day, Nangong You has been much better these days.

Oh, yes! Yan'er won't die, how could Yan'er die, she is a wisp of soul.

Nangong thought about the time when she first met Ye Xiaoyan.

"Yikes! You're my brother-in-law! ”

"Are you truly in love with each other? Am I snatching love? ”

"I can heal your leg!"

The scenes of the past were recalled in Nangong You's mind.

Mama Dong and Xing'er were preparing Liu's offerings on the side. Today, Ye Xiaoyan was buried, and they also rearranged and cleaned the tomb of the Liu family by the way, and after the new tomb was built, after worshipping Ye Xiaoyan, they would worship the Liu family again.

Xing'er asked Mama Dong and said, "Mama Dong, did you say that your uncle would kowtow to the second lady later?" ”

Mama Dong shook her head and said: "On the tombstone of the second lady, my uncle didn't leave the word 'husband', he didn't recognize the second lady, how could he worship the second lady." ”

Xing'er sighed and said, "Madam and Second Miss are really miserable!" ”

Mama Dong looked at Nangong You's back in the distance, very disappointed.

Mama Dong said to Xing'er: "I plan to ask the shopkeeper Dong to resign after I go back, I don't want to be in Baiwei Building." ”

Xing'er looked at Mama Dong with complicated eyes, she knew why Mama Dong was leaving. The second lady is gone, and in the future, they will not be like before in Baiwei Building, and they will all respect them. Thinking that life might be difficult in the future, Xing'er also hesitated to leave.

Qingfan, Qingshu, and Qingmao also looked at Nangong You from a distance. They are dowry maids, and now that the princess is gone, they don't know where they should go.

Qing Fan asked Qing Shu: "Qing Shu, what are your plans next?" ”

Aoki wondered, "What are you going to do?" What can be planned. What was before, and what will be the case in the future. ”

Qing Fan asked Qing Mao again: "What about you?" ”

Qingmao said, "I'm just like Qingshu. ”

In fact, what she thought in her heart was that when she learned martial arts from Swift Wind and Qingfeng, she would leave.

Qing Fan said: "I want to talk to the prince, I want to go to Baiwei Building." ”

Qingshu and Qingmao were not surprised, Qingfan had been in Baiwei Building before. It's just that the princess called back the princess at the meeting some time ago.

The two of them didn't speak, and Qing Fan didn't speak either. She wants to save money, and when she has saved enough money, she wants to redeem her deed of sale and open a small restaurant.

The people in the Baiwei Building, except for the ones who stayed to take care of the house, also came.

Jin Qiao and Xiao Fork stood aside, Jin Qiao found that Little Fork had been looking at Qing Fan, poked his arm, and deliberately asked, "What are you looking at?" ”

"Nothing." The little fork withdrew his gaze.

Jin Qiao said: "Little fork, did you say hello at home?" ”

The little fork glanced at Jin Qiao with strange eyes, and said, "My deed is not full yet, what kind of family business." ”

Jin Qiao looked into the distance and said, "It's almost enough to say." ”

Xiao Fork swept Jin Qiao with an even stranger gaze and said, "Your tone really looks like my sister." ”

Jin Qiao asked, "Your sister also told you this?" ”

The little fork said: "My sister didn't say it." ”

Jin Qiao smiled. These days, she found that the little fork is very good, both ingenious and ingenious, but also diligent and down-to-earth, gradually, she found that she likes the little fork. However, Little Fork was a year younger than her. She was in a hurry to find someone to marry, but Xiao Fork was not in a hurry. For men, it is nothing to get married a few years later, not to mention that Little Fork is only sixteen years old this year.

Jin Qiao looked at Qingfan in the distance again, and saw that she was talking to Qingshu Qingmao. Little fork, don't think about it, Qingfan, she can't look down on you! I like you. But, do you know that I have a crush on you?

Jin Qiao glanced at the new tomb that was about to be built, and then looked at the back of the prince. Such a powerful princess, I didn't expect to choose to commit suicide in the end. Jin Qiao sighed, it's enough to find a man like Xiao Fork!

The new grave was laid, and the people put sacrifices on it. Nangong You led everyone to worship, and he silently recited in his heart: Yan'er, I buried Ye Wanyan and her mother together. My wife is you Ye Xiaoyan, not Ye Wanyan, if your soul is really there, return to me as soon as possible!

Ye Xiaoyan, who was lying on the big bed, didn't know why, the more she lay down, the more cold she felt.

She pulled the quilt over the bed, but she didn't feel any warmer.

She touched her skin, it was cold. It's like chilling in the fridge.

Is it because the heart doesn't beat and the blood doesn't flow?

Ye Xiaoyan felt that this body was a zombie. I don't know if the goddess was like this back then? Or is it because it has been lying like this for seven hundred years?