No matter how good-looking the little brother in the Holy Land is, can he be as good-looking as the one in front of him?

I really don't know how blessed I am!

Ye Qingchen didn't ignore the jealous eyes in the crowd, especially a few that were particularly intense, she didn't have the slightest doubt that if her eyes could kill, she might have been cut by a thousand knives a long time ago.

Good-looking little brother?

Fu Hanxiu's eyes suddenly became dangerous.

It seems that he usually indulges her too much, and actually dares to covet other men in front of him?

"Come back with me. His tone was a little deeper, with an air of danger.

Go back with him?

What are you going to do when you go back?

Bullying her?

Ye Qingchen chuckled, thinking that he would go back, maybe who bullied whom!

The corner of her eye swept over some people, and she said delicately, "My legs are sore." ”

Fu Hanxiu looked at her for a while, then stepped forward. Ye Qingchen only felt that the world was spinning for a while, and then he was hugged in his arms by Fu Hanxiu in the posture of a princess.

She subconsciously reached out and wrapped her arms around his neck, then turned her face and smiled at the jealous women whose expressions were distorted and distorted, looking hideous and terrifying.

After Ye Qingchen and Qin Yueyang's group said hello, Fu Hanxiu hugged Ye Qingchen and walked outside with steady steps.

His back is so tall and majestic, noble and extraordinary. Ye Qingchen hugged his neck and buried his head in his chest, very well-behaved. She was tall among women, but when she was in his arms, she looked petite and weak.

The two of them are together, like a fairy couple, and the picture of embracing each other is like the most beautiful picture in the world.

A reception banquet originally prepared for Nangong Jue and Ye Qingyu, but in the end, Ye Qingchen completely stole the limelight.

After Fu Hanxiu left with Ye Qingchen in his arms, this reception banquet was over.

After the reception banquet, the identity of the hostess of Ye Qingchen's western suburbs was like a storm, quickly spreading to every corner of the imperial capital, big and small, but after a day's work, everyone knew about it!

Yefu

A carriage slowly stopped in front of the gate of the Ye Mansion.

Ye Yurong, who was already waiting in front of the gate, his eyes lit up and he walked down the stairs.

The carriage was simple, the faint apricot color, and the curtain was lifted by a slender jade hand, and a figure flashed out of it.

The smile on Ye Yurong's face stiffened when he saw this figure clearly.

"Is that you?"

"Ye family master. Ye Qingchen bent down slightly, interpreting the etiquette of the younger generation very well, and looked very well-behaved.

Ye Yurong's expression was slightly complicated. It would be difficult for him to associate the smiling girl in front of him with the hostess of the Western Suburbs for a while.

When Ye Yurong was looking at Ye Qingchen, Ye Qingchen was also looking at him.

The old man in front of him, fifty or sixty years old, his hair was a little gray. Compared with the old man of Qin and the old man of the Murong family, the head of the Ye family looks a lot older, and the whole person looks a little sad and depressed.

I don't know if it's because of the loss of a child in middle age, and the reason why my favorite daughter is unconscious?

Maybe because they have the same surname, she will subconsciously think, will the Ye family be the answer to the mystery of her life experience?

"This is my apprentice Ye Qingchen, and the Ye family master must have seen it. Master Xianliu got out of the carriage at this time.

His voice is very light and ethereal, beautiful and ethereal.

The frozen smile on Ye Yurong's face returned to normal. "Master Xianliu is so blessed to accept such an amazing and brilliant disciple. ”