Mrs. Ye didn't know what she was thinking, so she smiled and took her hand: "Let's go, my mother will take you to meet a few distinguished guests." ”

She asked Mrs. Ye, "What kind of distinguished guest?"

While taking her to the main hall, Mrs. Ye said, "It's the patriarch of the Long family who is here, as well as Miss Mu Shuangshuang and Young Master Long Ling. Ah Ying, I heard that you were rescued by Long Ling Gongzi in the tide of demonic beasts, maybe he still has an impression of you. You should thank them and talk to them more. ”

Mrs. Ye made a small calculation in her heart, a proud son of heaven like Long Ling is the dream partner of many noble girls, since Ye Zhiwu can think, why can't Ye Ying fight?

If Bo wins, it will be a lifetime of calling for wind and rain, high and high!

If Ah Ying becomes the daughter-in-law of the Long family, isn't it much better than being an unfavored daughter of the Ye family?

At that time, few people will dare to bully her like now.

The more Mrs. Ye thought about it, the more enthusiastic she became, and she couldn't help but reach out and cut her daughter's hair, and complained to herself: "Look at my memory, I actually forgot to prepare a delicate rouge gouache for Ah Ying, Mama An, it's too late now——"

"Mother!" it was Ye Ying who interrupted her.

In the previous life in the Long family, there were many people like this who were constantly rushing to marry Long Tingjun, and she knew what her idea was as soon as she saw Mrs. Ye's smile. She only sighed weakly, and was still a little frightened in her heart - Mom, how old is Long Ling, she has even seen him beaten with his bare ass in her previous life, marry him?

It's better for her to die again.

But Mrs. Ye only thought she was shy, and patted her hand with a smile: "Ah Ying, you are not too young, and you have to be a snack for your life...... Okay, my mother doesn't say it, my mother doesn't say it. ...... Remember to talk to Long Ling Gongzi more. ”

Ye Ying was two big heads, and she was extremely calm in the face of the tide of demonic beasts, but at this time she had the urge to run away.

The group arrived at the main hall of the Deye family.

The main hall was already full of people, Ye Ying looked carefully, and saw that on the main seat in the middle of the head, it was not Ye Zuan, the old patriarch of the Ye family, who was sitting, but Long Tingjun, the young patriarch of the Long family!

In this life, I met him for the first time.

Ye Ying's footsteps paused slightly, and his breathing was a little chaotic.

How many years......

She went from her former admiration and admiration to her later inextricability, betrayal of her relatives, and disrepute, all because of this man. This man once took her hand and knelt in front of her grandfather and vowed to always be good to her, but her grandfather had only been dead for a few years, and she was cornered by him and blew herself up.

Nothing more than this.

Ye Ying's eyes were a little hot, and at this night, she remembered that she still had an identity - Mu Qianxing.

She wanted to rush up and stab him in the heart with a sword, dig out his heart to see what color it was, and how much she wanted to dig out the elixir in his body just like he forced her, so that he could also taste the taste of life being worse than death.

However, she couldn't.

She is just a little girl with waste wood now, and he, standing on the top of the Futu Continent, is turning over the clouds and raining his hands.

Beside him, sat Mu Shuangshuang.

Tonight's Mu Shuangshuang wore a white shirt and dress, and the material woven from the spirit silk was like a streamer, and it looked hazy, mysterious and holy under the candlelight. She seemed to be a little afraid of the cold, so she was very close to Long Tingjun, holding Long Tingjun's arm with one hand.