All evildoers are black-bellied: Out of print Concubine Diao

The atmosphere inside the carriage was gloomy and oppressive, and the leader outside the carriage was riding a black Yan Wei Le, always worried, and would look back from time to time, obviously unable to see what was going on inside, but doing so seemed to comfort him. I am average. 【26nbsp;】

When they returned to Shengjing, the two of them would see each other without looking up or down. After all, he wanted Zhu'er to dispel her grudge against Lingxiu, and hoped that the two could coexist peacefully.

I have to say that the man Yan Weile's thoughts are too naive. Regardless of whether Qiyin can do it or not, he can serve a husband with others, but just relying on Zhong Lingxiu's strong love for Yan Weile, I'm afraid he won't stick to his principles. share.

After several days of trekking, they finally returned to Shengjing. Although there were pauses along the way, Qiyin deliberately avoided Yan Weile, and the number of encounters was very few. On the contrary, Zhong Lingxiu was like a piece of brown sugar. The opportunity is stuck, and he has a deep affection for Yan Weile, and asks for his health.

The carriage stopped at the gate of the Yan Mansion. At this moment, all the servants in the mansion were standing outside looking forward to it. When they saw Yan Weile's figure, they couldn't hold back, their hearts were agitated, and their emotions were still excited. In that year, Yan Weixun was already grey-headed.

Yan Weile jumped off the horse and climbed up the steps, a rare smile appeared on his normally stiff face, "Grandpa, I'm back."

"It's good to be back safely." Patting his arm, Yan Weixun stretched his neck and looked around, scanning the crowd, but still didn't see Zhuge Mingzhu, so he fixed his eyes on the carriage.

Knowing that she arrived at Yan's house, Xiaoqin swept away her suffocation on the way, stepped out of the carriage first, pulled up the curtain and called Qiyin: "Miss, come down quickly."

"En." Qiyin didn't look at Zhong Lingxiu who was sitting next to her, and leaned out with a bow.

The servants of the Yan Mansion hastily moved the stool, and the carriage was not too high from the ground. I really don't understand why they, the ancients, have to move a stool so much trouble. The house slave passed by.

"Zhu'er, hurry up and let grandpa take a look." Seeing that the little girl came back safe and sound, his old bones finally don't have to worry about being victimized anymore!He was not in the mansion at the beginning, and he never expected that the child Wei Le would take her to such a dangerous place as Jingzhou. Later, he heard that there was a food epidemic in Jingzhou. After he returned from the temple, he was worried about them every day.

"Grandpa." Seeing Yan Weixun's benevolent gaze, Qiyin's heart ached, and she softly called her Grandpa. This old man sincerely treats her like a granddaughter.

"Why are you so thin, you must have suffered a lot."

After recovering from a serious illness, Qiyin has always suffered from loss of appetite. In addition to the torture during the illness, how can this person not lose weight? In addition, the journey is long and turbulent, so there is no chance to recuperate. She vomited and ate again, but fortunately, Lufu would give her some soup and cakes from time to time.

Look at Xiao Jingchen and his group, they will live a good life. With Yan Weile, they only have to eat steamed buns every day. During this period, when she is drinking warm soup and eating cakes, and watching Zhong Lingxiu wrinkle her face, how can she eat the steamed buns? It's just that I feel very comfortable.

"It's just that the climate is not acclimatizing, Grandpa don't have to worry about it." It's better not to let Mr. Yan know about their matter. According to the importance he attaches to Zhuge's family, he must be furious and attack Yan Weile.

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