Chapter 6 If life is just like the first time!

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Small bridges are full of flowing water, and flowers are fragrant everywhere.

The exquisite two-story bamboo building stands on the top of the fragrance of flowers on the ground. Colorful butterflies surround the beautiful attic, facing the rising sun and flying...

Several people stepped into the bamboo building, and the fresh smell of bamboo rushed to their faces, which made people shocked!

"Since I heard that Jiuzhong died of illness, I have rushed to Tianshui City without stopping. I didn't expect to see the last face of Jiuzhong." Murong Jue's tone was full of sadness and loneliness. His eyes were deep and distant, as if he remembered the unrestrained years when he traveled with Ye Jiuzhong with his arms and sang about wine.

When several people were talking, the two girls had already entered the attic on the second floor.

"It's a pity that I didn't see your adoptive father's last face." Ye Qingyan whispered.

"I already know about your eldest brother, but... I didn't expect Ye Jiuxiao to risk the world to do such a beast!" Murong Jue's voice was a little incredible, "Ye Jiuxiao is just a junior emperor. The strength of your ancestors of the Ye family is definitely far stronger than him, but it seems that the ancestors of your Ye family did not appear at that time, which is really incomprehensible!"

"I don't know about this. Has the ancestors been delayed by something?" Ye Qingyan was also puzzled.

Hearing Ye Qingyan's words, Murong's eyes flashed and seemed to understand something. Then he got up and said to Ye Qingyan, "Well, Yaner, think about it. Now that it has happened, we can't change it. Only to accept it. Child, your life has just begun!"

Ye Qingyan nodded and was speechless.

Murong Jue turned to Shen Feiyan and said, "Brother Shen, don't be restrained. You are Yan'er's teacher and I'm Yan'er's godfather. We can make friends with ordinary generations."

Shen Feiyan held his fist and said, "Then Shen is cynical!"

Murong Jue laughed and said, "It should be like this, it should be like this!"

Next, Murong Jue took Shen Feiyan outside the bamboo building to learn some other information. Ye Qingyan was idle and began to look at the furnishings in the room casually. The bamboo chairs and bamboo tables in the attic were placed on which some white tea cups were neat and organized, and did not give people a messy feeling at all. The overall design of the bamboo building is like an ink-splashing landscape painting, as if seeing it gives people a sense of tranquility and far-reaching.

Ye Qingyan sighed in his heart that the designer of the bamboo building was indifferent and clear, but he heard the gentle footsteps ringing from the stairs, and the footsteps showed some elegance in the gentleness, which made people hear her footsteps, as if they couldn't wait to see her appearance. Ye Qingyan gently turned around,

At this time, a few breezes came from the window behind the attic. The breeze blew and lifted a few strands of hair in Ye Qingyan's ear. Ye Qingyan couldn't help narrowing his eyes and looking at the peerless girl slowly walking down the stairs in front of him.

Water comes out of hibiscus, and it is naturally carved!

Looking at the gorgeous girl in front of her, Ye Qingyan's heart couldn't help beating for the first time in her life. The girl was wearing a long purple skirt, noble and gorgeous. She stepped on her lotus feet and slowly walked down the stairs. When Ye Qingyan turned around and looked at her, as if it were fate. She also raised her head and Ye Qingyan The eyes intersect in an instant.

Now, who knows that the meeting of the eyes at this moment opens up a few sad and helpless and lingering stories between them...

The first encounter, the throbbing of the heart, the fiery collision of the eyes, all this seems to indicate something...

Ye Qingyan's eyes were deep, staring at the girl in front of him, and the girl in front of him seemed to be possessed. She looked at Ye Qingyan with her beautiful amber-like eyes.

At this moment, the footsteps on the stairs sounded again, and the footsteps were light and bright, and there was a crisp voice, "Sister, why don't you wait for me..."

A beautiful girl came down from the attic. Her appearance is naturally not bad. Even compared with another girl, she is not inferior, but she does not have the ethereal temperament of her sister, but she is also lively and cute, and a little charming. Generally speaking, the two women are Chunlan and autumn chrysanthemum, each of which is good at winning.

Hearing the girl's voice, the girl called sister hurriedly moved her eyes away from Ye Qingyan, tightened her right hand, breathed a sigh of relief, and then gently opened her lips: "I'm waiting for you downstairs, Fei Xue!"

The girl hummed proudly, "Well, it's not. I know why my sister is in such a hurry to come down!"

The girl Feixue ran down the attic, with a pair of big black eyes rumbling, and at first glance, she was an elf strange master.

The girl in purple looked a little flustered and said, "Feixue, don't talk nonsense!" There was a hint of prayer in her eyes staring at the girl Feixue.

The girl's big bright eyes had a little joy of victory. She looked at the girl in purple with some anxiety in the panic in front of her, and then looked at Ye Qingyan in white on the opposite side. The snow laughed softly. Her voice was crisp and pleasant, like a bright yellow snow carp, mixed with a little melodious sound line. .

Just when several people were embarrassed, Murong Jue seemed to hear the voice in the bamboo building, so he returned to the attic with Shen Feiyan.

Looking at the boys and girls in front of him, Murong absolutely laughed and said, "Come on, Yaner, my adoptive father will introduce to you. The one in purple is your sister, Murong Qingcheng; the more naughty one is your sister, Murong Feixue; Haha, two girls, this is what I mentioned to you, Ye Qingyan!" Murong Jue first pointed to the girl in purple, then to the girl in bright yellow and introduced to Ye Qingyan.

Hearing Murong Jue's words about the word 'sister', Ye Qingyan and Murong Qingcheng, a girl in purple, were both shocked. Ye Qingyan's heart, which was originally full of strange feelings, was instantly filled with bitterness. This feeling, unusual pain, was like just like having found something vital about himself, but suddenly lost it again. That kind of pain goes deep into the bone marrow!

Opposite Murong Qingcheng, the infinitely beautiful body is also trembling gently. Her beautiful eyes as clear as amber are full of confusion and struggle.

Sister, what a beautiful word, but now, it is indeed so harsh in Ye Qingyan's ears!

Although they don't have any blood relationship, they have the same father after all!

Some things are not acceptable to the secular after all!

Murong Jue, who was in joy, did not find the strangeness of Ye Qingyan and Murong Qingcheng, but Shen Feiyan, who had always been as careful, found that the two of them seemed to be a little wrong. He looked at Ye Qingyan, who was handsome and handsome, and looked at the opposite side, although he still had The girl, who is a little green, but has begun to have a peerless glory, has a little understanding in her heart. However, strangely, he did not show any pessimistic attitude. On the contrary, he looked at a pair of men and women in front of him, but the corners of his lips were a little more joking.