"Auntie, when are we going back to Lecheng?"

A man in a blue brocade robe pushed open the old wooden door, strode over to the stool next to the table, sat down and looked at the slightly stunned woman by the window. The woman is slender, dressed in white, with long black hair casually draped behind her, delicate facial features, curved eyebrows, straight nose, thin lips and small mouth, like a fairy in the world, but the pair of extremely beautiful peach blossom eyes looked out the window, I don't know what I was thinking.

She has been awake for seven or eight days, she was an ordinary girl in modern times, she died of a terminal illness, but she didn't expect that death is also life. Coming to this strange continent, everything seems to start all over again.

Here her name is Wan Qian'an, the word is complicated, her father Wan Qianlan, her mother Yuedie, and a son and a daughter, so she also has a big brother Wan Qihan, the eldest brother only has one son for Wan Qian Hejun, daughter-in-law and Jian Zhu, gave birth to a son Wan Qian Chaoyu, a daughter Wan Qian Lingfei, Wan Qian Chaoyu is a man in brocade who just pushed the door in, Wan Qian's family has been in the army for generations, his father and brother have sacrificed their lives for the country, his mother is dying, his sister-in-law died of illness, the emperor is grateful for Wan Qian's heroic service to the country, and the royal pen has been loyal to Wan Qihe for all of them, inherited from generation to generation. Now there are only four members of Wan Qihejun's family, and now, it should be regarded as her. According to Wan Qi Chaoyu, Wan Qian An had a strange illness when he was one year old, unconscious, and sought countless medical treatments to no avail.

There are also many countries on this continent, among which the strongest ones are the Tunye Kingdom, the Liuxi Kingdom and the Nanmo Kingdom, at this time they are in the Tunye Country, and Lecheng is the capital of the Tunye Country.

Hearing the voice, Wan Qian An turned his head to look at Wan Qian Chaoyu's clean face, the white jade hair crown tied up his hair high, and there were a few strands of broken hair on his forehead, thinking that this nephew and grandson picked up by Bai were still very good-looking, but looking at the way he shook the fan, he knew that he was a proper gentleman.

"Tomorrow, I'm almost used to it these days."

"That's good, then I'll wait and tell Qiu Hai to prepare things, but then grandma, you have been lying in that ice cave for sixty years, this little doll has grown up, and her face is still like a twenty-eight girl, it's really amazing."

Wan Qian Chaoyu looked curiously at the woman who walked by the window, the flowing skirt seemed to be a flower, Wan Qian An raised his hand and poured himself a cup of tea, and couldn't help but quip, "Yo Xiaoyuer, I didn't expect you to care so much about your aunt and me, so I want to know, I just go in and lie down for a hundred and eighty years."

Wan Qi Chaoyu touched his nose embarrassedly, realizing that he was teasing him.

"Harm, aunt, grandma, I'm wrong, it's not okay, but please don't call me Xiao Yu'er anymore, anyway, I'm Wan Qi Chaoyu is also one of the best in Lecheng, Yushu is in the wind, which makes others hear, how faceless I am, I still have to mix in Lecheng, okay"

Wan Qian'an smiled, looking at the person in front of her who pretended to be chic and smoothed her hair, she only felt that it was very interesting, and it was quite rare for someone to call her aunt and grandmother as soon as she opened her eyes, which made her feel a lot lighter, and she no longer teased him.

"You go and arrange it first, I want to rest and rest, and I will have the energy tomorrow."

After saying that, he walked to the bed, Wan Qi Chaoyu was about to take off his shoes when he saw her gesture, and he was not skinny, but before he stepped out of the door, he heard a voice again, "Remember to close the door, Xiao Yu'er." ”

Listening to this playful female voice, Wan Qi Chaoyu's heart collapsed, this is simply disrespectful to the old, disrespectful to the old, it seems that the Hou Mansion will be very lively in the future.

Early the next morning, the group left after breakfast, looking at Qiu Shan farther and farther behind them, Wan Qian felt a strange feeling, maybe the original owner had stayed here for sixty years, a little reluctant, but then thought about it, reliving a life, she wanted to see what kind of story fate brought her here.

I'm coming.