I didn't expect Xiyan to have such a ability, such a huge number of assassinations, even Xuanyuan Po had to work hard, but Xiyan retreated without effort, which was really surprising.

It's just who is it that wants to take her life? This matter must be investigated to the bottom of the matter in order to be at ease.

At this time, Xi Yan also stood in front of the window and wondered, the second uncle and the Buddha were almost isolated from the world, and they definitely didn't come for them. Who, then, had to put himself to death?

Two times in a row, each time more ruthless than the last. It seems that if you want to save your little life, you have to honestly hug the big tree of Qin Wangfu.

Make up your mind! After Hua Ye's birthday, he honestly stayed in the Qin Palace, until the murderer was found. Compared to a small life, learning the rules is nothing.

……

August twenty-four.

Early in the morning, Xiyan's family arrived at Hua Ye's house. The Buddha completely forgot that he did not give Hua Ye a birthday celebration, and when he left, he also brought a pot of good wine as a congratulatory gift.

The courtyard of the Hua family is similar to that of the Xiyan family, but it is clean and tidy, and the decoration is extremely warm. The fence wall of the yard is crawling with creepers, the corners of the walls are full of colorful flowers, and there are a few bunches of mugwort leaves left over from the Dragon Boat Festival and some dried corn bales hanging under the eaves.

There was a chicken coop in front of the house, and a few hens in it were flapping their wings and quacking, and Miao Miao had just picked up the eggs and stood up when she saw the Xiyan family arrive.

Her eyes quickly swept over Yan Lang, and said with a smile: "Everyone has arrived, come into the house and sit, the tea is just brewed, while it is hot." ”

"Huh. Sister Miao Miao, you are busy with you, it's not the first time we're here, so there's no need to say hello. Xiyan pushed the second uncle with his elbow and made a look, "Second uncle stay and help, I'll help my master go in for tea." ”

"Yan ......" The second uncle saw Miao Miao looking at him, and finally didn't shout.

He clumsily knotted the egg in Miao Miao's hand, broke one on the ground carelessly, and said embarrassedly, "I'...... I'm not doing much. ”

Miao Miao was even happier when she saw his nervous and restrained appearance, what she liked was such a stupid Yan Lang, simple and heartless, which made her feel very secure.

"It's okay, let's put it in the kitchen, I'll go to the back of the yard and pick a few cucumbers, and I'll scramble the eggs later." Miao Miao said shyly.

"Eh, then I'll go put the eggs first, and then I'll come over and help you get the cucumbers."

"Hmm."

“……”

Shen Li didn't enter the door, but sat at the door with his cheeks on his cheeks and looked at the happy appearance of the two, and couldn't help but feel a little envious. He once thought that roaming the rivers and lakes freely was the ideal life, but now he finds that such a plain and stable life is also excellent.

Xiyan and the Buddha pushed the door in, and the flower master was sitting in the house doing things, which looked like a jade hairpin, the workmanship was very exquisite, and two begonias were carved on it, like the style that large families liked.

She leaned closer to appreciate it, and said in amazement: "Grandpa Hua, do you still have this craft?" It's really beautiful, is it for Sister Miao Miao? ”

When Hua Ye saw Xiyan come in, he smiled very kindly. His old face was wrinkled and sunken, his curly gray hair was tied into a bun on the top of his head, and many tools for polishing were inserted in the bun and ears. A neat white beard, as he blew as he carved, moved.

He took the hairpin and looked at it in front of him, nodded with satisfaction, and said in a hoarse voice: "Yes, make her a dowry, I should also make one for her in my life." Do you like Yan Yan? ”。

"Like, like." Xiyan replied repeatedly.