Linlang slept hazy and seemed to hear a voice talking. She slowly opened her eyes, Yun'er was standing in front of her bed, saw her wake up, carefully helped her sit up, and said softly, "Miss is awake?" Childe has just come back, and he is bathing and changing clothes in the room at the moment, and he will come to see Miss later. ”

Linlang nodded and said, "Then you can help me up, I can't see your son-in-law like this."

Yun'er helped her out of bed, changed her into a lake blue gauze skirt, and pulled her hair up with a simple bead hairpin, revealing her slender and white neck. There is no powder on the face, but there is a bit of a weak willow to help the wind.

Linlang sat down at the round table, Yun'er came over with tea, and said softly: "Miss has slept and must be thirsty, drink some tea to moisten your throat." When the son comes, dinner will be served. ”

Linlang looked out the window, the sun had sunk in the west, she was stunned for a while, and asked Yun'er, "What time is it?"

Yun'er replied in a low voice, "Miss Hui, it's unitary time."

Linlang stopped talking, and Yun'er stood quietly beside her without disturbing. There was a person waiting by her side all the time, she was really awkward, so she said to Yun'er: "I'm fine, you go down and rest first, you don't have to stay with me all the time."

Yun'er lowered her head and said sincerely: "Childe has ordered, Miss is weak and may get sick at any time, so the slave and maid must guard Miss inch by inch." If the young lady feels that the slave maid is disturbed, the slave maid should retreat farther. With that, he took a few steps back, almost to the door.

Linlang sighed heavily and said, "It's not that I dislike you, it's just that I've never been taken care of so intimately before, and I'm a little unaccustomed to it."

After listening to her words, Yun'er said with joy on her face: "I thought that Miss didn't like slaves, she wasn't used to being normal, and Miss would be able to adapt slowly in a few days."

As she was talking, there was a sound of footsteps outside the door, and Yun'er hurriedly walked to Linlang's side and said in her ear, "Miss, it's Gongzi who is here."

As soon as Yun'er's words fell, a person came in at the door. Linlang looked up at Yejun who was walking towards her and looked at him carefully.

His dark green eyes seem to be affectionate but are actually indifferent, with a high nose bridge and thin lips, rosy and full. Dressed in a black brocade robe, holding a white folding fan in his hand, a golden belt around his waist, a jade pendant the size of a goose egg hanging on the belt, and a pair of black boots on his legs, taking advantage of the slender and straight calves. He looked suave, like a rich boy from a noble family. The whole person exuded an innate kingly aura, and the evil face revealed a casual maturity.

Linlang had never observed Yejun so carefully before, and at this moment she felt that Yejun's beauty could not be described in words. Unlike Zhong Jiu's steady and wise temperament, Yejun is more of a black and evil spirit.

Yejun was also staring at her, walked up to her, and smiled at her, "Rather feel better?"

Linlang lowered her head, twisted her fingers together, and whispered, "Except that I feel tired, I don't feel any discomfort."

Yejun smiled and shook the folding fan in his hand. The folding fan also seemed to smell of incense, and every time he shook it, it drifted into his nose with a faint wind.

Linlang was puzzled, and before she had time to think about it, she blurted out and asked, "Why do you have such a fragrance among drunken flowers here?"

Yejun stopped the fan in his hand, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed, and chuckled: "I personally taught you how to make this incense." He paused, then patted his head lightly with his folding fan, and said, "Oh, by the way, I almost forgot, you don't remember the past. However, the incense I use now is not quite the same as Zhong Jiu's, he uses the one you have improved, and adds the pear blossom you like to it. However, the difference in taste is not too big, and if you are not a connoisseur, you can hardly tell the difference. ”

"You actually invented the drunken flower room?" Linlang asked questioningly.

"You don't believe it? It really breaks my heart. Yejun pretended to be lost and held his forehead, but his eyes were smiling, making it difficult for Linlang to distinguish the real from the fake for a while.

She held the small teacup in her right hand, looked at the turquoise tea soup, and asked again, "Could this tea have also been discovered by you?"

Yejun seemed to be very happy with her question, and he said, "It's not, it's my own discovery and concoction, I don't dare to take credit."

"How do you know?" Linlang continued to ask.

Yejun was not in a hurry to answer, as if he thought for a while, before he said slowly: "I was the first to taste the new tea you concocted. I remember telling you that we were childhood sweethearts. ”

Linlang frowned slightly, as if she was extremely dissatisfied with his answer. Yejun didn't care about her changing face, but said more leisurely: "Did you originally think that this belonged to you and Zhong Jiu, but you didn't expect me to know everything." Surely you are very sad and lost right now? ”

Linlang slammed the teacup in her hand onto the table, feeling upset. Yejun laughed even more annoyingly, and when he saw that she didn't pay attention to him anymore, he said to Yun'er on the side: "Yun'er, you go and tell the kitchen to serve the food."

Yun'er Nuonuo said yes and leaned over to withdraw.

Yejun got up and went to the table of the eight immortals, sent a few spoonfuls of incense powder to the incense burner, fanned the green smoke floating up to his nose with his hand, and said lazily: "The taste of this incense is indeed rare, after I used this incense, I am not used to the incense next to me." No wonder Zhong Jiu has been using it since you were reincarnated. I think this is a very good way to see things and think about people. ”

Linlang didn't remember anything from the past, and she didn't want to talk to Yejun more. Yejun obviously looks like a humble gentleman, but Linlang always feels full of oppression. She simply kept silent, lest she be hit by the Night Monarch again.

Not long after, Yun'er led a few maids and put various dishes on the table one by one.

Linlang glanced at it a few times, and it was more sumptuous than the lunch meal. There was not a single gap left on the round table, and Linlang asked Yun'er strangely, "Is there anyone else coming to eat?"

Yun'er said with a smile while setting the dishes and chopsticks: "No, there are only two people, Childe and Miss."

Linlang suddenly pulled the corners of her mouth and smiled, she didn't speak, but in her heart she was despising Yejun's behavior. It's just two people dining, and it's not a waste to make so many meals.

Yun'er probably saw what she was thinking, and explained in a low voice: "Childe was afraid that it would not suit Miss's appetite, so he asked the kitchen to make more."

Linlang looked back at Yejun, who was still standing at the table of the Eight Immortals, tinkering with the incense burner, and she asked, "Didn't you say that you and I were childhood sweethearts?" I don't even know what I like. ”

Yejun looked up at her, his eyes were a little mocking, a little cold, and he said faintly: "I thought I knew everything about you, but after you and Zhong Jiu were together, I couldn't see you clearly."

Linlang was stunned by what he said, and then turned around and took chopsticks to eat.

Yejun didn't care about her attitude either, and sat next to her casually. It's just that he doesn't use chopsticks much, and only occasionally eats a bite. Most of the time, he drinks tea quietly.

Linlang ate a meal, and it was not pleasant. There was an unfamiliar person, sitting next to her, with eyes fixed on her, and it was strange that she could eat it.

Finally finished eating, and the maid put away the dishes and chopsticks. Linlang wiped the corners of her mouth and asked casually: "I know that this was once the mansion of An Yunzhi, the prime minister of the previous dynasty, how did it become yours?"

Yejun looked at her curiously for a moment and asked, "How did you guess?"

Linlang was silent for a while before saying, "I overheard Yun'er say that this is the best place in the city, and if you want to say that the most luxurious mansion in the city, it must be Anfu."

Yejun raised the corners of his mouth and smiled very gently: "Ning Ning still wants to be as smart as before, and he can guess where he is with just one sentence. It was indeed Anfu a few days ago, but now it's mine. ”

Linlang raised his head and looked at him questioningly, and Yejun continued: "I originally wanted to use it through An Fu, but An Yunzhi's son An Feng didn't know what to do, so he refused to lend it. So in a fit of rage, I killed them all. ”

When Yejun said this, his face was light and light, as if he was saying something that had nothing to do with him.

Linlang was aroused by his behavior and attitude, and he broke out in a cold sweat. She got up against the table, pointed her fingers at him with trembling fingers, gritted her teeth and said, "How can you do this?" How innocent are they? ”

Yejun looked at her with a smile, stretched out the folding fan in his hand, and said indifferently: "How can there be any innocent people in this world? Whoever I let die one moment will never let him die the next. ”

Linlang slapped the truth on Yejun's disgusting face, what he said was obviously very vicious, but his tone always made people feel that he was right.

Her palm pressed against the table, and she couldn't swing it out. She didn't have much strength in the first place, and even if she hit him, it wouldn't have much effect. Secondly, she didn't know the Night King, and with his vicious nature, he might have broken his neck before she could wave his hand.

She was stunned for a long time before she slowly spat out a sentence: "You are really a madman."

Yejun laughed as if he had heard some joke, and kept laughing until tears hung in the corners of his eyes. Linlang looked at him in a daze, and after a long time, Yejun stopped, stretched out his finger to wipe away his tears, and continued to say lightly: "I've always been a madman, and you've said that before. Ning Ning, I'm crazy, but I have today, and I can't get rid of you. ”

Linlang exhaled a long breath and said, "Don't blame others for your own badness."

Yejun smiled and didn't explain any more. He got up and tidied up his somewhat wrinkled robe, and then said to Linlang: "You are not in good health, rest well, I will come to see you tomorrow."

He turned around and walked to the door, then turned around and said, "Zhong Jiu can't save you, I can." When you get here, I won't let you die. ”

"Why did you hide me in Luoyang City?" Linlang asked.

Yejun smiled and said, "I just want to see if Zhong Jiu can find you?" But when he finds you, it's time for the dust to settle. ”

Linlang couldn't understand the meaning of his words, but he turned around and disappeared into the night.