"Draft? What's the joy? What do you and me have to do with me? ”

Ye Xiuyan didn't care too much, stepped into the house, and picked up the herbs by the window again and carefully screened them.

"Why is it not my sister's business?"

The little girl's eyes widened: "My sister is so beautiful, my father said that as long as my sister participates in the election, she will definitely be able to enter the palace and be a concubine."

"Concubine Feng? Not uncommon. ”

Ye Xiuyan smiled playfully, and a trace of disdain flashed in her eyes.

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Two months ago, she and Lin Jingcheng traveled in the Western Jin Dynasty and came to this small mountain village on the border with Fengqi.

Jianqiao Village is surrounded by mountains and rivers, with beautiful scenery and only a dozen households.

Most of the villagers make a living from fishing, and the men who are athletic will also go into the mountains to hunt on good days to improve their lives.

When Ye Xiuyan came here, she fell in love with this small fishing village that was very similar to Longquan Village at a glance.

For the sake of his beloved wife, Lin Jingcheng decided to live here temporarily.

The two built a bamboo house in the bamboo forest at the foot of the mountain, commensurate with brother and sister, and hide people's eyes.

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"Sister Yan, how good it is to be the imperial concubine!"

The little girl didn't know the inside story, and her brain was shocked by the three words that were not rare: "As a princess, I don't have to worry about food and clothing for the rest of my life, every day I have delicacies from the mountains and seas, big fish and meat, and I no longer have to eat wild vegetables and drink gruel." ”

"It's good to eat fish, it's good to eat wild vegetables, everyone's pursuit is different, in my sister's opinion, wild vegetables are fresh and nutritious, much better than fish."

The children in the mountains are as simple as the dirt that can't grow up in the dealer's house, and they don't understand the sinister red dust.

Ye Xiuyan hooked the corners of her lips, her witty smile deepened a little, her fingertips swept over the herbs, gently rubbed her head, and the moment she looked back, her eyes fell on the back basket, and she couldn't help but feel happy.

Qionghua grass!

The freshly picked wild vegetables in the back basket are mixed with a few herbs, and in the eyes of ordinary people, they are like ordinary weeds like dog's tail grass, but in her eyes, they are good treasures with abundant spiritual power.

His mind moved slightly, and his elegant voice was a little more excited: "Cui Ya'er, where did you find these little grasses?" ”

"In the col to the north, next to the stream"

Cui Ya was talking energetically, and her thoughts were suddenly interrupted, and she was a little confused.

The simple and lovely little girl couldn't understand why her fairy-like sister was not interested in glory and wealth, but she had a soft spot for weeds covered with dirt.

"Sister Herb left, there are a few copper plates here, give them to you, take them to your father, let him go to the town next time to buy you something delicious"

Ye Xiuyan took out a few copper plates from the sachet, stuffed them into Cui Ya's little hand, picked up the back basket under the wooden table and threw it on her shoulder, and pulled her out of the bamboo house.

"Sister Yan, I can't ask for your money, you helped my mother see a doctor and cured my mother, my father knew that I wanted your money and would beat me"

"Hey, Sister Yan, don't go, I really can't ask for your money."

Cui Ya was still in the god of Leng and had been pulled out of the house, hanging his head and looking at the copper plate in his palm, his eyes wide.

When he woke up, he chased out of the courtyard in a hurry, and the slender and soft shadow had already jumped up to the treetops in a few leaps, drifting into the distance like green smoke.

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The mountain wind was howling, and after drinking the cool northwest wind in the mountains for a long time, Ye Xiuyan finally found the so-called mountain col next to the creek in the north in Cui Ya's mouth.

Standing by the puddle of water and crying and laughing.

Where is this creek, it is clearly a pool of mountain stream water after a heavy rainstorm, silted up for many years, and the water surface is floating with layers of fallen leaves, not down to the bottom of the depression, it is really not visible.