Here, Yan Huan completed the task, and began to think about how to enter Yan Xingyun's study, look through the family tree and find her life in her previous life.

During the day, Xiao Fenglin's stay in the main house is very unfixed, and the flowers will definitely stick to her during the day, and Yu Fan will come to her tomorrow, and the only time she can act is tonight.

At about half past five, Yan Xingyun came back from outside.

When Yan Xingyun saw Yan Huan in the main hall, he immediately showed a smile very similar to Xiao Yuan, "Huanhuan, why do you have time to come to our house?" ”

Yan Huan bent his eyebrows and smiled sweetly, "Uncle, I came here to see you and my aunt, but the distance is too far for me to bring gifts to you, but this will not hinder my heart for you." ”

Flower Striker: "......"

Obviously, she wanted to buy it before, but this girl didn't let her live or die, but now she actually said so, she really admired this girl's cheekiness, but, looking back, this girl will not only not bring gifts when she goes to other people's houses, but will also go smoothly when she leaves, for example, to her house.

Yan Xingyun chuckled, "What kind of gifts do you bring with you to your house?" ”

After speaking, he was even stunned for a moment, because he didn't have a brain at all about this sentence.

Xiao Fenglin didn't care much and told the maid to prepare dinner.

The flower attacker on the side wrote it down, she glanced at Yan Huan who was smiling and groaning, and looked at Yan Xingyun and Xiao Fenglin without a trace, and always felt that the other party's attitude towards Yan Huan was abnormal.

At this time, she remembered Xiao Yuan's eyes when he looked at Yan Huan, and there was no difference between them and the two people in front of her, it seemed that that person was not in love with Yan Huan, but in love, just like Hua Yelong and her, this was too strange.

After a pause, Yan Xingyun took the initiative to ask Yan Huan about the flowers, "Huanhuan, is this little girl your friend?" ”

Yan Huan nodded and introduced, "Her name is Raider, and she is also a classmate in my university, and we still live in the same dormitory." ”

Yan Xingyun looked at the beautiful and unearthly Hua Raider in his sight, and started her idea, he said to Yan Huan, "Raider, do you have a partner?" If not, you can get to know our family Xiaoyuan, he is a soldier, he is only twenty-seven years old, and he was promoted to deputy division commander not long ago, and he is very promising. ”

Xiao Fenglin smiled and said proudly, "Where do you need to know, the attacker is here to find our Xiaoyuan to be responsible." ”

Flower Striker: "......"

Oh my God, how can this aunt speak so directly, she is so embarrassed and wants to jump off the building!

"Responsible?" Words and deeds will be wrong, "That stinky boy actually did such a degrading thing, look how I teach him!" ”

Xiao Fenglin leaned into the ear of Yan Xingyun and explained.

After hearing this, Yan Xingyun slapped the table, and Yan Huan and Hua attacked a spirit, and he seemed to be angry, "This must be responsible, I'll call that stinky boy and tell him to come back!" Let him take care of himself! ”

Xiao Fenglin explained again, and her words and deeds gave up.

After dinner, the maid led Yan Huan and Hua Xiren into the guest room to rest.

After taking the train for nearly four days and walking for half a day, Hua Xiren went to the bathroom to wash up and came back, and almost fell asleep next to the bed.

Yan Huan knew Yan Xingyun's work and rest habits very well, she gritted her teeth and persisted until ten o'clock, lifted the quilt and got out of bed, stepped on the clean floor with bare feet, turned over the flashlight from her duffel bag, and slipped out of the room with it.

After going downstairs in the dark, Da Ra gently unscrewed the door of the study and walked in, the study has a large space, and a total of six rows of bookshelves are placed.

She remembered that the old things like the genealogy were sealed with hard paper film and placed directly on the innermost row of bookshelves, which was not difficult to find, and it was rare how to find the girl named Yanhuan in that large stack of genealogy, and she turned over the score when she was a child, either seal script or traditional Chinese characters, because she was still young at the time, and she didn't know the words on it, so she didn't read it seriously, and when she knew enough, she had no interest in turning over that kind of thing.

Sure enough, she saw the Yan family tree on the innermost side of the innermost row of bookshelves.

The date is clearly marked on it, she went to the library to check the history books before coming here, there are few records about the Nanyue Kingdom, it was probably founded in 962 BC, and ruled the south for nearly two hundred years before it perished.

And she also saw some records about Yu Fan, he did sit in the position of generalissimo in Nanyue Kingdom, holding the country's military power above 10,000 people under one person, and the scenery was incomparable, but unfortunately the year of birth and death is unknown.

Seeing the target clearly, he raised his hand to take down the genealogy of nearly 200 years after 962 from the bookshelf, unwrapped the paper film, and took out the genealogy, and there were actually five books, and each of them was finger thick.

Yan Huan started to search carefully with a flashlight, and after reading three books in a row, he didn't see a name called Huan.

Gently softened her slightly sour eyes, and began to read the fourth book, and when she reached the middle part, she finally saw a one called Huan.

It's just that a line was written on a piece of paper, the twenty-second grandson of the Yan family, the youngest daughter Huan'er is fifteen years old, and married to Ting Zhaolin, the third son of the current Northern Qi royal family, as the prince's concubine, and she will be favored for a lifetime.

Look down and you'll find the life of another person. She turned back to the previous page and thought, Huan'er? Is it her? Also married to a prince? In ancient times, agriculture was heavy and commerce was light, and the prince married a merchant girl, did no one object?

And how can there be only one sentence on the whole paper? There is not a single or half of other people's lives. Yan Huan flipped through all the left, and when she didn't see the one who called Huan, she sorted out the family tree and put it back in place, and secretly went out of the study.

Returned to the room, lay down next to Hua Xianren, sleepiness hit her but she couldn't sleep, her mind was chaotic, this Huan'er should be her last life, it turned out that she did not marry the young Yu Fan, but married Ting Zhaolin, and was favored for a lifetime.

In this way, the records of the young Yu Fan saving his sick wife and the fiancée of the tomb robber's protector general written on the Yu family's genealogy can be overturned.

Because, it is impossible for the Yan family to scribble the life of a woman, let alone a woman who is married to the royal family.

But there is one thing she can't understand, the two dreams after the general's mound, in the dream, she and the young Yu Fan clearly said that they wanted to marry him, what happened later? Why did she marry what Ting Zhaolin as soon as she turned her head?

She wouldn't believe that she had the potential to be a scumbag in her previous life, and when she saw the prince, she would empathize and say goodbye.

At about four o'clock in the morning, Yan Huan was about to fall asleep with his eyes closed.

There was a knock on the door, and a voice she knew too well to know called her name.

"Xiao Huan, open the door." Yu Fanqiang suppressed his anger and knocked on the door, he really didn't expect that she would lie and lie to him, it seems that he is so used to her, no matter what, she can go to heaven!

Yan Huan put on his slippers and got out of bed, and before he could open the door at the door, he was pulled by Yu Fan's wrist to the next room.

"How do you come...... Not! ”

Yu Fan leaned Yan Huan towards the door, hugged her thin waist, and lowered his head to grab her red lips, domineering aggression.

After a long time, he noticed that the person in his arms had softened, and he was about to pick her up and punish her the bed, when he saw her eyes closed, breathing steadily, obviously asleep.

Yu Fan: "......"