Leng Mingyue's mood suddenly became a little delicate.

She saw loyalty and persistence in this steward, even though it may have been faked.

"Here we are." The housekeeper led Leng Mingyue to the Leng Mansion.

At the moment when he saw Leng Fu, Mo said that it was Shen Zichen, and Leng Mingyue opened her mouth slightly.

It was two gates made of pure gold, shining with golden light, which looked unbearable, but it really felt exaggerated.

The plaque above the Golden Gate, bordered by precious stones, shines no worse than gold.

In contrast, no one cares whether the plaque is written on Leng Fu or Zhao Qiansun, Li Zhou, Wu Zhengwang.

Leng Mingyue picked up her sleeves to cover this excessively dazzling trench, she was afraid that she would be blind if she looked at it again.

"Oh, it can't be helped."

The housekeeper dutifully introduced: "There is really no pile in the warehouse, so I have to make a door to save space." ”

Leng Mingyue didn't answer, and after she covered the light of money, she found that there were two lions squatting under the door, one ice and one fire.

This is the six-star alien beast Twin Lion, twin life and death, because when the two beasts attack at the same time, the interaction of ice and fire is unbearable, and it is famous for the continent.

"This seems to be a national treasure of a certain country." Leng Mingyue frowned.

"Whew." The housekeeper was even more helpless:

"After the Golden Gate was made, there were always people who came in the middle of the night to scrape the gold dust and knock on the gems, and the old slave thought about getting two watchdogs, so he brought the twin lions over."

Leng Mingyue: "......"

What a pair of "watchdogs".

"Come in, come in, come in!" The housekeeper himself was a little unbearable, and pushed the door into the cold mansion.

Compared with the inhumanity of the trench outside, the inside of the cold mansion can be regarded as elegant and quiet.

On the left is the clear lake water of the nine-turn corridor, on the right is the winding path leading to the purple bamboo forest, and in the middle there is an avenue, leading to the hall house used for guests.

"The second family master, the second family master's wife and the eldest prince happen to be in the mansion, the old slave will lead you over, please."

The housekeeper walked in front, Leng Mingyue led Shen Zichen to walk behind, and after a while, he came to the hall.

After the layers of reports from the people, several people in the living room already knew the news of Leng Mingyue's coming to the imperial capital.

Leng Qinglan, the second head of the Leng Mansion, carried his back with one hand behind him, pacing back and forth in the room, his eyebrows and eyes a little anxious.

It's been eighteen years, and the eldest brother's daughter is really back?

It is said that her name is Leng Mingyue?

Leng Qinglan's wife, Duan Ying, clenched her fists, and there seemed to be anger and calculation in her eyes.

Duan Ying and Leng Qinglan's son Leng Huaijin sat on the side, silent, not knowing what they were thinking.

"The butler brought someone here!"

Seeing the housekeeper, Leng Qinglan couldn't help but greet her, and after Duan Ying and her son glanced at each other, they both stood up.

Under the gaze of three pairs of eyes, they saw a girl in a white dress coming from behind the rockery.

The girl has a small and white melon seed face, and her almond black eyes seem to be brewing a river of spring water, gentle and moving.

She wore a very simple white dress with mud stains on it, and silently told her that her journey to the imperial capital was not smooth.

The green silk of the waterfall is only decorated with a wooden hairpin, but it is unexpectedly even more pitiful

The wind blew, and her skirt swayed gently like a willow branch in early spring.

She was followed by a cute little boy.

"Good niece, is that you?"

Leng Qinglan's eyes were red, and she walked towards Leng Mingyue.

He could see the shadow of his eldest brother and sister-in-law from her.

In Leng Mingyue's field of vision, Leng Qinglan was a man who looked very similar to her father, but he didn't have a particularly majestic aura.

Behind Leng Qinglan, there was also a woman in armor, and the woman was wearing a long sword with her, like a female general waiting for her.

Next to the woman, there was also a man in brocade with a clear appearance and a gentle temperament.