Chapter 120 An Inexplicable Comparison

Yuan Yang originally wanted to see the excitement, but unfortunately the maid who walked in front didn't give her a chance at all, and without even reporting it, she reached out and pushed her, and pushed Yuan Yang, who couldn't figure out the situation, into the room at once.

Compared with the huge scale outside the Nian Mansion, this West Garden can only be regarded as a very ordinary courtyard. The room was of a modest size, and the decoration inside did not look luxurious but comfortable, and on the main seat sat a young woman with anxious eyes, her long hair pulled up, and a dark blue crane dress, who did not seem to notice anyone coming in at all, but looked intently at the young man lying on the ground.

Yuan Yang also looked over, this famous young man was about fourteen or fifteen years old, and between his eyebrows and eyes seemed to be a young version of Nian Qi, he was angrily smashing a pile of plates beside him, and scolded while falling: "Kill you, kill you, see if you come, you dirty thing!"

The fragments of the plate splashed on the door, and the young woman seemed to have just noticed Yuan Yang, she raised her sleeve and gently wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and asked softly, "Are you here to deliver something to Shaojun?"

Yuan Yang nodded, but the person didn't come over, reached out and lifted the lid of the xiaolongbao, took one for himself and began to eat. She stared at Young Jun intently, and saw that his eyes seemed to roll, and soon returned to their original appearance, so she knew it in her heart, and said with a look of regret: "It seems that the son doesn't seem to be interested in the things sent by the villain, it's a pity, so the villain retired first." ”

The young woman didn't seem surprised, and nodded in aced. Unexpectedly, Young Jun, who had not reacted all the time, suddenly sat up, stretched out his hand and pointed to the sugar gourd in Yuan Yang's hand and said, "That is beautiful, I want to eat that." ”

Yuan Yang was as good as a stream, squatted down slightly and handed over the things.

Compared with Nian Jinhuan, this young man's facial features are slightly inferior, but he is also a sword eyebrow and starry eyes, and he is a young man. It's just that the whole person seems to have a gloomy feeling, especially when looking at people laughing, which is particularly obvious. And Nian Jinhuan looks like a delicate oil painting, which is both gorgeous and extravagant, and it is not the same way as Nian Qi and Nian Shaojun.

Yuan Yang was gossiping about it, it seemed that Nian Jinhuan should be more like his mother, and it seemed a little incompatible with the Nian family's bloodline.

"You're a sea tribe?"

Yuan Yang was pulled back to reality by Young Jun's words, but he didn't expect this young man's eyes to be very sharp. "Yes, the little boy has good eyesight. ”

Young Jun took a deep breath, closed his eyes as if he was tasting something, and finally raised his hand and lightly fanned it twice, "Xuemei in winter, you are a sea tribe and still understand the way of incense of the human race, but it is rare." ”

Yuan Yang put away his thoughts slightly, and smiled habitually, "I'm afraid it's the smell of my sister who brought the villain over just now, what am I doing with a man's incense?"

Young Jun sat on the ground with a big face, not caring about the image at all, playing with the string of sugar gourds in his hand, and then took a bite of it. He closed his eyes, as if reminiscing, and sighed in a vague tone: "It's sweet, it's good." ”

Aunt Seven, who had not spoken, looked at Yuan Yang at this time, she felt that this man looked very ordinary, and his spiritual cultivation was even more average, and the Spirit Summoning Realm was the lowest configuration of the spirit master in Xuanyuan City, and she really didn't find anything desirable when she looked left and right.

But Shaojun likes it, and she, a mother, doesn't have to worry about it.

Yuan Yang watched as the young woman smiled softly at her, her slender fingers flicking in the air, and her mind began to blur for some reason. She saw that the doors and windows were closed one after the other as if they were alive, and the woman said something in the young man's ear, and then disappeared gracefully.

The originally bright room became hazy, and she saw the young gentleman hooking his hand at her, and her body actually began to move. Like a puppet, she followed Young Jun through the corridor where the light yarn flew, and then walked step by step to the depths of the courtyard. Young Jun followed beside her, picking up her hair from time to time and sniffing carefully, but he didn't make any further movements. It wasn't until he entered the bedroom that he felt at ease as if he had entered his own territory.

"Come, come and see this painting. ”

Yuan Yang followed his finger and saw a lifelike picture of Gongzi hanging on the wall, and it was clearly Nian Jinhuan when he looked closely. Although it was a little incredible, she still couldn't help but think about it, does this young gentleman have a crush on his cousin?

Young Jun took her hand with a pleasant face, and patted her gently like a soothing child, "Good boy, do you see that person is more beautiful than me?"

Yuan Yang was sweating, and suddenly found that her body was able to move with her thoughts again, she blinked, turned her neck, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Naturally, he is more beautiful. ”

Young Jun's smile suddenly froze on his face, and he looked at her a little incredulously, as if he was confirming himself and as if he was confirming to Yuan Yang, "What did you say?"

Yuan Yang turned her arm, in such a short period of time, she already felt that her body was beginning to be paralyzed, this year the clan is really a master of cultivating Nian Ling.

She walked to the front of the painting and looked at it carefully, then nodded appreciatively and said: "Well, you see, his eyes are more radiant than yours, and his body is more upright, especially in the corner of his eyes, he is picking up, and yours is slightly drooping, there is really no need to compare, the height is immediate." ”

Young Jun's face changed from white to blue, and then from blue to black, and before Yuan Yang could finish speaking, he rushed towards her like a runaway beast howling. Yuan Yang had already prepared, and jumped on the beam with a reflexive leap. She shuttled lightly between the pillars, her five fingers bent slightly, and the land below provided her with a steady stream of earth spirit elements, and the young man's eyes shot out a golden light, but Yuan Yang's Zhihai would automatically attack every five seconds because of the exercises, canceling out all control spells, as long as she wanted to go, basically no one could keep her.

When night fell, Yuan Yang didn't know how to resist the sword, so he could only carefully hide between the courtyards. She flew away, and it suddenly occurred to her mind that a certain courtyard below here was Nian Jinhuan's residence. For a moment, she slowed down for some reason.

Standing on the eaves, she looked around, and there was a slightly larger courtyard directly behind the house and one to the northeast. She listened attentively, the voice of the warbler and Yanyan was all behind her, the current main house of the Nian Mansion should only have two serious masters, Lao Taijun and Nian Jinhuan, Nian Qi's family lives in Xiyuan, the old Taijun is surrounded by women, and the rest of the northeast is naturally Nian Jinhuan's courtyard.

She fell, and the courtyard was as deserted as if no one lived on Yongle Island. In the flickering candlelight, a familiar shadow was printed on the window paper, and she suddenly felt an inexplicable panic. She suddenly turned around and was about to leave, but she heard Nian Jinhuan chuckle: "Since you are here, you can't bear to leave without seeing Young Master Ben?"

Hearing this, Yuan Yang smiled generously and said: "I originally wanted to ask you for the debt later, but since you are in such a hurry, it is inconvenient for me to refuse, so I will accept the 100,000 spirit stones." ”