Suddenly, she couldn't help but ask, "Male god, do you know Murong Yan?" ”

"Huh? Murong Yan is? Nan Zimu turned his head sideways, full of doubts.

"There is a Chongchao, he is the son of the Chongchao, he looks as gentle as jade, and is good at Danqing calligraphy and painting." Ye Liangchen explained, and there was a look of admiration on his face when he said it.

Hearing her words, Nan Zimu quipped: "You, you're a nymphomaniac again, right?" Which beautiful man in ancient costume are you studying, is this watching a TV series? ”

"No, I haven't watched TV in a long time." Ye Liangchen looks pitiful, since she has a male god, does she still need to look at beautiful men? He is already the best in the world, and at most there is Gong Jingchen's ......

"There is no Chong Dynasty in history, how can there be a Murong Shizi. You, don't you want to read some fiction novels again? ”

Nan Zimu smiled lightly, and her long eyelashes swept on her face and combined with the sun. There is a feeling that flowers are not flowers and fog, hazy and beautiful.

Fortunately, Ye Liangchen didn't ask again, looking at the people and scenery around him. High-rise buildings, busy traffic, neon flashing, she has a long-lost excitement and kindness, she is back.

In the 21st century, she is back. Although she knew that she would still go, she should enjoy as much time as she could.

Back at Ye's house, Nan Zimu still hugged her, gently put her on the sofa, and took a thin blanket to cover her.

Mother Ye saw that Nan Zimu was so serious about her daughter, she smiled heartily and hurriedly went to pour a glass of water for her future son-in-law.

"Zimu, I'm sorry for you today. An An's girl was injured, thanks to your care. If it weren't for you, Auntie really wouldn't know what to do. Ye Mu's eyes were full of appreciation, and she looked at these two people happily.

"It's okay Auntie, this is what I should do." Nan Zimu hurriedly stood up and took the water from Ye Mu's hand.

"An An, you still don't thank you Zimu. If he hadn't been guarding day and night, your mother and I would have to die of exhaustion. Ye Mu moved her gaze to Ye Liangchen, looking like she hated iron but not steel.

Ye Liangchen is a single-parent child, and he has always been brought up by Ye's mother. Ye Mu really did her best for her.

He kept watch over her, day and night. Ye Liangchen couldn't help but be surprised, and his heart was a little excited. She liked him for eight years, and it turned out that he liked her too!

At this time, Facai rushed downstairs like crazy. rushed directly into Ye Liangchen's arms, one by one? her face. It's like a child who hasn't seen his mother for a long time.,A coquettish.。

"It's so rich, your sister and I are coming back without dying. Aren't you happy? Someone fed you meatballs again, didn't they? Ye Liangcheng held Facai in his arms and gently rubbed his belly.

"In the days when you girl was asleep, your mother and I didn't treat you badly. I bought a lot of small meatballs for it, you don't eat it, you don't eat it, you see the refrigerator is full of boxes. Although Ye Mu was cooking in the kitchen, she could still hear her dissatisfaction.

"Dogs are spiritual, they don't eat or drink, it's just worrying about you. So, you can't let us all worry about you anymore. ”

Nan Zimu also reached out and touched Facai's soft hair, smiling shallowly, gentle as jade.

Facai seemed to like being touched by him very much, and jumped into Nan Zimu's arms regardless of his fat body, blindly spoiling.

Looking at this warm atmosphere, Ye Liangchen couldn't help frowning again. In the future, her identity will be replaced by Ye An'an, she is unwilling!

At this time, Ye An'an recovered her previous identity, jumped off the bed lightly, walked to the mirror and combed her three thousand green silk.

She's cowardly, she's timid, or rather pathetic. But she has a morbid obsession, and she must be meticulous and serious in everything.

She loved her face, liked her beauty, and it had almost become a pathology.

"Miss, are you awake?" The painting's injury was almost healed, and a basin of hot water was brought and placed in front of the mirror.

Ye Anan came back to his senses, with a hint of coldness in his eyes. But it doesn't seem to be, after all, there is no god in her eyes. She smiled shallowly and motioned for the painting to step away.

Huayi looked at the current appearance of his young lady, and suddenly felt puzzled in his heart. In the past, the young lady would enthusiastically ask what she was going to eat this morning, or make a lot of noise in the whole Treasure Pavilion.

Today, the young lady is sitting so elegantly and dignified. It's a lot like ...... Miss's previous temperament.

Hesitation is hesitation, the painting is still obediently retreating, and there is an indescribable taste in my heart.

Ye Anan looked at himself in the mirror, and saw that the person in the mirror was wearing a white light gauze skirt embroidered with elegant pear blossoms. It's like just walking under the pear blossom tree, and the pear blossoms are all over the body.

His lips are cherry red, his eyebrows are as beautiful as willow leaves, and the complexion on his face is just right, not at all as weak as he usually is.

Ye An'an looked around again, although this was still the same room as before. But there was a change in this room, with a thick brocade quilt on the bed and a tent like green smoke. There is a water tank in the house with several water lotuses blooming in it.

In the past, this room was full of poverty and sourness, but now it has a different artistic conception.

Ye Anan couldn't help but admire Ye Liangchen. This girl is really amazing. That's a lot better than her.

After combing her hair, she picked out a plain hosta and inserted it into her hair, pursed the corners of her mouth, and walked out.

"Painting, what time is it today?" Ye An'an put his hand on the door frame, and he looked like a weak willow helping the wind.

Huayi, who was watering the vegetables, stopped what he was doing and replied with a smile, "Miss, don't you remember?" Today is March 21st. ”

"Uh-huh, then I'll go out for a walk." Ye An'an smiled shallowly, but there was still no trace of sparkle in those beautiful eyes.

"Miss, don't go. Today, Ye Qianying made an appointment with a group of people to enjoy the peach blossoms in the garden, and she was worried that the young lady would be upset if she went. ”

Huayi hurriedly persuaded that last time the master beat her own miss for Ye Qianying, she thought that the young lady must be very sad, so it was better not to see her.

"It's okay, I'll just go out for a walk. I want to come to the peach blossoms, I will enjoy this spring fragrance, and it is good to scatter my heart. Ye Anan flicked his sleeves lightly, tidied up the wrinkles at the corners of his skirt, and walked out of the Treasure Pavilion in the spring.

Huayi was a little uneasy, and followed behind her: "Miss, the slave will accompany you." ”

Ye Anan nodded lightly, with a shy gait. Walking unhurriedly, even the folds on the skirt change regularly.

A gust of wind hit, and the skirt was blown by the wind, fluttering like a fairy.

Ye An'an has no nostalgia for this mansion at all, and she blindly wanders around the garden. It was just to be able to meet the young man in the light robe, this was the place where she saw him for the first time.