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"Miss, wake up, it's time to get up."

Xiangling lay on the edge of the bed, helpless against Yan Zisi, who was wrapped in a ball on the mahogany bed, with a slightly helpless expression.

At three poles in the sun, her young lady is still not awake.

Yan Zisi rolled inside with the quilt, his head shrunk, and he became a huge cicada chrysalis.

Not great.

She's a sleep killer with no feelings.

Xiangling puffed out her cheeks and poked someone with a finger, so she had to remind: "Miss, you forgot?" Today, the old grandfather is coming back to the door, and you are going to greet him. ”

it!

Yan Zisi opened his eyes suddenly, "Why didn't you little girl remind me earlier!" ”

Damn.

I knew that my grandfather would come back today, and she wouldn't have stayed with Su Nanfeng for so long last night.

The thing rubbed his sour eyes, so he had to get up slowly, get up a little bit, and kick the quilt into a mess.

"Miss, Xiangling only showed you the letter sent by her grandfather yesterday, but you forgot it yourself."

Xiangling muttered, and didn't forget to fold the quilt that Yan Zisi had messed up.

"What time is it?"

The letter said that he would come back at about the same time, and according to the rules, he should go out half an hour in advance to greet him.

Look at the sky.

The morning light is faint, and it doesn't look like the time of day.

Xiangling tilted her head, "Miss, don't worry, it's the hour now, and there is still an hour before the hour." ”

Yan Zisi nodded and washed his face with the water that Xiangling called.

Although Xiangling is usually hairy, a foodie and naïve, she has never been sloppy in doing things.

This goods was also so busy with recent events that he forgot that his grandfather was coming back.

When she walked out of the east wing with Xiangling, she happened to run into Yan Qiancheng and Yan Xijiu.

"Sister!"

"Sister."

Two voices, one urgent and one slow, sounded.

Yan Zisi nodded slightly, and said a little sleepy: "Qiancheng, Xijiu, you tell Sister A." When will it be night again? ”

"Huh?"

Yan Xijiu took the lead in raising his head, stunned, obviously overwhelmed by Yan Zisi's question.

Yan Qiancheng was dressed in green clothes, but asked with a little curiosity: "Sister, why do you ask like this?" ”

"It's time to rest at night."

Yan Zisi yawned, his eyes were slightly covered with red silk, and he looked decadent.

She misses her bed so much right now.

"Sister, your face doesn't seem to be very good."

Yan Qiancheng carefully noticed Yan Zisi's strange appearance, and asked with some concern.

Yan Xijiu on the side was secretly laughing, turned to Yan Zisi softly, and said in a voice that the two of them could hear: "Sister, I know, are you doing something unsightly at night?" ”

Yan Zisi lowered his eyes and smiled, and he didn't know where Yan Xijiu learned it.

This product was full of funny, so I had to rub Yan Xijiu's head, and said solemnly: "Xijiu, you little man, where did you learn it?"

If your mother hears it, you'll be whipped again. ”

"What are you talking about behind my back? What is there that a thousand cities can't hear? ”

Yan Qiancheng's delicate face floated a little strange, and seeing Yan Zisi and Yan Xijiu discussing in a whisper, he couldn't help but ask.

Yan Xijiu is a big ghost, and he straightens his waist.

She raised her chin with a little pride, and said with a little arrogance: "When women talk to each other, it's better for men not to listen."

Brother, when you get married, you'll know. ”

As soon as he said this, Yan Qiancheng's cheeks suddenly turned red.

Yan Zisi saw Yan Xijiu's unconcealed appearance, and suddenly his head hurt.

When the three siblings walked to the front door, most of the family members of the Yan family also came.

Zhao Lianzheng dressed up today, and his brocade clothes were extraordinarily luxurious, and even the white jade crown that he treasured on weekdays also came in handy.

There is a slight bit of the majesty of the househusband in the grace.

It is obviously completely different from the male concubines on the side.

Yan Zisi guessed, firstly, it was to show respect for his grandfather by dressing up, and secondly, it could indirectly deter male concubines.

Her father is not completely without means.

This thing seems to be standing upright, but in fact, it is observing everyone with his peripheral vision.

Dressed in a floral dress, a pair of eyes are bewitching, the complexion is as delicate as white jade, and there is a playful little mouth on the bridge of the small nose, just with a little sad smile, and the whole face is delicate and beautiful.

The only fly in the ointment is that the extremely vulgar flower clothes destroy the overall beauty, but the whole person seems nondescript.

Yan Zisi looked at the man's behavior, and then combined the memories in his body, and knew that this person was Yan Mengge's biological father, Liu.

Originally, he was just a subordinate, but I don't know when she started to be a roommate, and after giving birth to Yan Mengge, she was naturally promoted to a male concubine.

During this time, he was quiet.

If people don't offend her, she will never offend anyone, as long as he respects her father, everything is negotiable.

This thing is fighting hard and trying not to show his feet.

But she was so sleepy, and at some point her vision went dark, and her body shook slightly, which perfectly performed a posture that could sleep while standing.

After a long time, Yan Zisi was in chaos, and his whole body seemed to be about to fall forward.

Obviously, there are some risks associated with sleeping standing up.

The object's eyes were still closed, and he comforted himself, "That's fine, I'll pretend to be sick and go back to sleep later." It's better to wait until the posture that will fall down is a little more handsome. ”

Yan Zisi touched herself with confidence, but unexpectedly, a pair of hands suddenly appeared at this moment and supported her steadily.

Yan Zisi: "......"

The porcelain failed to touch, and her return to the cage was in vain.

This thing opened his eyes a little reluctantly, and at a glance, he saw Zhao Ye'an with starlight in his eyes.

"Yanzi... Cousin. ”

Zhao Ye'an's face was a little stiff, and he realized that it was inappropriate to call Yan Zisi's name, so he changed his words again.