On the summer solstice of the year 318 of the Taiyuan calendar in the human world, Ye Feng, the mother of the Ye family, one of the four major families in the capital, gave birth to the eldest daughter, and the patriarch of the Ye clan was happy to get the pearl.

One day seven days later, a certain high-ranking official who was fortunate enough to attend the Xin'er birthday banquet talked to the concubine in his house about the secret story of the birth of the eldest daughter of the Ye clan, and said a strange thing to make the concubine happy.

It is rumored that on the third day, Ye Zhengting, the patriarch of the Ye clan, was chatting with the guests in the hall, when he somehow broke into a monk, with a charitable face, and his body seemed to be shrouded in Buddha's light.

But why did the eminent monks come? The guests exchanged their heads and talked about each other.

Ye Zhengting, the patriarch of the Ye clan, who was originally sitting on the main seat, was also stunned, but in the end, he was the head of the clan, and he had never experienced any emergencies, so he quickly came back to his senses, and then stepped forward politely but without losing his dignity and said a few words, and finally invited the senior monk to take a seat.

It's also strange, this senior monk just smiled and politely rejected Ye Ting, and then said: "The poor monk is attracted by the auspicious atmosphere of your mansion, and he took the liberty to come to take a look", and finally smiled and said: "Ling Ai is definitely not an ordinary person." ”

The words seem to mean something.

Ye Zhengting is a person who believes in Buddhism, seeing that the aura of the monk in front of him is very comparable, and he remembered the strange thing that his daughter was born, so he did not stick to the etiquette at the moment, and respectfully asked the monk to give the name of the daughter.

The monk closed his eyes in contemplation, and when he opened his eyes again after a while, there was a trace of imperceptible pity in his eyes, and he said in a deep voice, "I don't know if the word Wangyuan is okay?"

Ye Zhengting was naturally full of praise and thanked him.

The guests thought that the ignorant monk should also be interested in leaving at this time, but who expected, the monk did not have the slightest intention of leaving, and took out something from the robe and handed it to the patriarch of the Ye clan.

"The poor monk pinched his fingers and counted, so that love has a big catastrophe in this life, your house and the Buddha have a fate, I hope this jade pendant can help Ling Ai. ”

After speaking, before Ye Zhengting could thank him, he rode away on the clouds.

No one knows, looking at the people kneeling together, the Buddha sighed lightly.

I don't know who to be sorry for.

Fourteen years later

The bored Ye Wangyuan closed her eyes and recuperated, she was fifteen years old at this time, she was already a rare peerless beauty, under the thin eyebrows of the willow leaves, the long and curly eyelashes gently fanned with the breathing, the corners of the eyes were slender and raised, following the mother Feng Dai's pair of Danfeng eyes, the bridge of the nose was high and narrow, and then there was a thin lip that was not dotted and red.

Coupled with the white and smooth skin like milk, without powder, it is incredibly beautiful.

There are two ornaments hanging from her waist, a jade pendant and a silver bell, but her aura is restrained and difficult for people to detect.

Suddenly, the thick eyelashes fluttered slightly, slowly opening, and the two gems under the cover slowly revealed their true bodies.

And what is extremely rare is that her eyes are blue, not like the babbling stream, but like the ice that has been frozen for thousands of years on the Tianshan Mountain.

If you look closely, you can still see that there is a bloodthirsty red in this cold ice.

If you close your eyes, you will think that Ye Wangyuan is a gentle lady, then when you open your eyes, she is a female general on the battlefield, and the cold glint in her eyes is enough to make you lose your armor.

"Whew-" There was a sudden sound of the soles of shoes brushing the floor.

"Come out!"

The voice is also so cold, but the age is still young, and it is inevitable that there will be a little more childishness.

His eyes were like knives, shooting behind the screen.

There was silence.

The man never came out, as if he had made a lot of effort to contradict Wangyuan.

Wangyuan's gaze slowly moved down until he saw the small pink shoes that appeared between the screen and the ground.

The owner of the shoe was still standing motionless without realizing it.

As if seeing who it was, Wang Yuan no longer pulled out his sword, but stroked his forehead helplessly, turned his head to look at the idle cloud and lonely crane on the embroidered quilt, and reprimanded with a smile:

"Hide and hide, why don't you come over quickly!"

The little man who was hiding and hiding moved over step by step, Qingqing Lili was the most painful little sister in Wangyuan, Ye's Changge.