Sitting on the coffee table at the head of the bed, Yan Huan took out a pair of clean off-white single leather shoes from the suitcase, and thought about the poem that Yu Fan read by herself while wearing them, but she didn't know what it meant, she felt a little funny, she thought that his education level was very high, but it turned out that it was just like this, and even a word of poetry couldn't explain the meaning, and the inheritance of this gene in the future seemed to have to rely on her.

Walking downstairs, he looked at the place where Chu Nan and Wen Shuqin were, and walked towards the two.

When Yan Huan greeted Chu Nan and Wen Shuqin, pulled out a chair and sat at the dining table, and picked up a sandwich to eat, Chu Nan asked, "Xiao Huan, are you still used to eating?" ”

Yan Huan was just about to nod, remembering her current identity, she wrinkled her delicate eyebrows slightly, "I'm not used to it at all, I still like to eat soy milk, fritters, and buns." ”

If you don't eat well, will it affect your performance in the exam, Chu Nan was worried, "How about I take you to a Chinese restaurant to eat?" ”

Yan Huan smiled and waved his hand, "No, no, I'm not so squeamish." After speaking, he took a big bite of the sandwich in his hand.

Chu Nan: "......" is this still called unaccustomed?

After breakfast.

Chu Nan and Wen Shuqin led Yan Huan to take a taxi to Harvard University to go through the handover procedures.

The roads in foreign countries are wider and sparsely populated than in other countries, and the cars drive fast on the roads, and it takes a short time to reach the destination.

After getting off the bus, I saw the alumni of J University who got off the plane that day to greet the three of them standing on the side of the road, obviously waiting for the three of them.

The alumnus is called He Yan, who is the first batch of international students after the end of the national storm, and has just entered his senior year this year. ”

"Early."

Chu Nan, Wen Shuqin and Yan Huan responded separately.

He Yan said, "Professor Chu, Professor Wen, classmate Yan Huan, let's go in." ”

“。”

Walking on the boulevard of the campus, Yan Huan looked at the surrounding environment without a trace, there are very few Asians who have studied abroad in this year, and the eyes are all blue-eyed, yellow-haired foreigners, and occasionally blacks are interspersed among the whites, which is very eye-catching, so long in this year, the first time I have seen a foreigner, and so much, she is as strange as Grandma Liu entering the Grand View Garden.

With the same mind as Yan Huan, there is also Chu Nan, who has never been abroad, Wen Shuqin.

After walking a few steps, an enthusiastic student came to talk to him, "Hello, beautiful young lady, you really look like a Barbie doll, what is your name, you are Japanese?" ”

Foreigners are open! Yan Huan waved his hand, using that authentic English to be serious, and emphasized seriously, "No, no, I am from country Z, Chinese!" ”

The visitor apologized, "I'm so sorry, can I know your name?" ”

Yan Huan refused to be informed, "I'm sorry, no, I still have something to do, let's go first." ”

was rejected, the man didn't feel embarrassed at all, just smiled politely, greeted and left generously.

He Yan glanced at Yan Huan, who was pretty, and put forward his opinion, "Classmate Yan Huan, I suggest that you put on a pair of eyes next time you go out, so that it won't be too eye-catching." ”

Chu Nan and Wen Shuqin were very much in favor, and because of each other along the way, they were even watched by others.

She's eye-catching? Yan Huan heard this, showing a surprised expression, "But I'm not short-sighted." "Will I break my eyes if I force my glasses on?

He Yan explained, "There is that kind of frame, without lenses. ”

In order not to attract people's attention, Yan Huan agreed to bring, "Where to buy?" ”

He Yan smiled and said, "There are them in the school store." ”

He Yan took Chu Nan, Wen Shuqin and Yan Huan to an office similar to a domestic teaching room, and introduced the three of them to Louis, the foreign leader of the office.

Louis smiled and stood up to greet the three of Chunan.

After some agreement, Louis set a date for Yan Huan's assessment.

Due to the differences between foreign systems and China, the assessment is divided into two days, not only to assess cultural knowledge, but also to adapt to changes on the spot.

Return to your accommodation.

Yan Huan put her hand on her cheek, looked down at the telephone in front of her, she just passed the phone in the morning, and now she misses him again, she didn't talk to her on the phone for a week before in China, and she didn't think about her so much, hey, why don't you call again?

Domestic.

Yu Fan was sitting in the provincial library flipping through books.

After sorting out the cause and effect of the matter, he felt that if he wanted to understand the truth of the matter, he still needed to consult history.

Combined with the birth date of "Yu Fan" on his family tree, he speculated the year of the development of events to 1053 AD, when "Yu Fan" was seventeen years old and should have just met "Yan Huan".

I found Nanyue's literature and materials, and after turning over most of them, I saw a record named "Yu Fan", which only wrote about his outstanding merits, and there was no record of emotions at all, and even the year of birth and death was unknown, and the writing was not as detailed as the record of his family.

Putting the book back in its place, Yu Fan thought for a while, and then started from the Northern Qi Dynasty, which had a good relationship with Nanyue, because the emperor of the Northern Qi Dynasty was surnamed Ting.

Pulling out the history of the Northern Qi Dynasty, Yu Fan sat on the chair and flipped through it, and after a while, his knuckles on the book clenched, just because he saw the record about Ting Zhaolin, and when his eyes touched Ting Zhaolin's word Yuehan, he finally understood where his hatred for Ting Yuehan came from, it was Ting Yuehan! snatched "his" little Huan'er.

Read on:

The regent Ting Zhaolin, politically, his achievements were remarkable, opening up the prosperous era of Tianyuan, militarily, he expanded the territory to the west and the east, so that the territory of the Northern Qi became the first of the nations, but the strange thing is that the Northern Qi and Nanyue are adjacent to each other, but they did not bother to attack, and they have been friendly with Nanyue all their lives.

He was clean and self-conscious, and he did not marry the daughter of a merchant Yan until 24 o'clock, which was regarded as a treasure and was very favored, but unfortunately the two were married for two years, and Yan could not give birth to a son and a half daughter......

After reading Ting Zhaolin's introduction, Yu Fan put the book back in place expressionlessly, although his movements were indifferent, but his hands trembled slightly, revealing his inner turmoil at the moment.

He couldn't understand why the man didn't protect her well when he married her, so that she would be victimized.

Moreover, the hateful thing is that historical records also record that "Yan Huan" was sick, and she was obviously poisoned!

Outside the library.

Jiang Dazhuang sat in the jeep for nearly three hours, thinking that their chief would not come out again, so he got out of the car to look for it.

Only then did he put his hand on the handle of the door, and saw Yu Fan striding towards him, his knife-like face, cold as frost, and his whole body exuded a fierce aura.

Who has offended their chief? Curator?

Looking at Yu Fan, who was getting closer and closer, he didn't have time to think about it, he pushed the door open, jumped to the back seat door, stretched out his hand to open the car door, and saluted, "Good chief!" ”

Yu Fan said in a cold tone, "Go back to N Province!" "Because of this injury, he hasn't heard the news of Ting Yuehan for a long time, he has to ask Fu Wenhan, how is the current situation of that person, the other party lived to the end of his life in his previous life, and he is only twenty-one, his little Huan'er is only seventeen, and he has not grown up, he died of incense and jade, this revenge, he didn't have time to repay it in his last life, and he will not die in this life!

I had never seen Yu Fan like this, Jiang Dazhuang shrank and hurriedly responded, "Yes!" Heads! ”