Chapter 17 Non-soul wear, see the light and die

After noon, An Qiaoya was lying comfortably on the soft plumb tree newly added in her room, and Qiu Yue massaged her back with a happy face.

Qiuyue is another maid given to her by Father An. She is the same age as Chunfeng, but she looks much more mature and enchanting than Chunfeng, and she is meticulous. Because she was a maid in a scholarly family when she was a child, she also knows some poems and songs. The massage skills are even better. Little selfish, and quite gossip, not as cute as the spring breeze, and often has a very arrogant expression on his face.

More than once, she was caught gossiping behind her, saying that she was a sick man, not like a young lady, worse than anyone else, or mocking other maids because she knew a little literature.

Anjoya doesn't like this kind of people. If it hadn't been for her lazy bones coveting her good massage skills, she would have asked her to walk. This is also the reason why she sometimes would rather be half-dead than come to her to work. Although Chunfeng is a little stupid, at least she doesn't have to disguise herself and be more comfortable when facing her.

If you don't give the hated subordinate a chance to be favored, and then find an opportunity to suppress her arrogance, Anjoya has always known that she can't let an uneasy and kind maid climb onto the master's head as a bully. Therefore, she usually keeps a certain distance from Qiu Yue, and of course, she occasionally takes the opportunity to bully her and give her a majesty.

"Knock..." Thinking about it, someone knocked on the door outside.

"Come in." Anchoya lay on the couch and shouted lazily.

"Miss," the door was pushed open, and a beautiful man dressed as a servant in this dark blue robe came in and respectfully bowed to An Qiaoya.

"What's the matter?" Anchoa waved her hand to let Qiu Yue go down. She didn't want what she said next to be extremely distorted and spread as rumors.

"The big head invited the young lady to go to the study for a gathering."

"My father is looking for me?" I'm a little surprised that she has been here for so long, but Father An never let her go out to find him by herself. He ran to find her by himself.

"Yes, the big head said that he would invite the eldest lady to the study and said that he had something to discuss." The little servant hung his hands on his side and conveyed the boss's words with an unchanged look.

"Oh, that's it," Anchoya sat up. "Then please wait a moment and wait for me to wash my face before I go with you."

"I dare not." The little servant nodded, "Then I'll wait for the lady outside first."

"Well, okay." Anchoa noticed that he did not use slaves but to call himself subordinates. Is he also a man in the world? jiong~

I hurriedly asked the spring breeze to hit a basin of water. I picked up the water with my hand and just wanted to pat my face, but I trembled coldly.

"Miss, what's wrong with you?" Seeing An Qiaoya looking at the back of his hand in a daze, the spring breeze asked puzzledly, "Is it because the water is too cold?"

"...no" slowly spit out two words, and An Qiaoya stared at the back of her left hand, where there was a light red dot on the tail finger. Strange, why is it like this?

stared at the water in the wooden basin again, and a familiar face appeared.

An Qiaoya grabbed the edge of the wooden basin with both hands, and her whole head was almost stuffed into it, and her eyes became bigger and bigger.

How can it be? It shouldn't be like this, but why... Does the former Miss Ann really look exactly like herself?

The right hand slowly climbed up and gently touched his face, and the reflection in the water immediately made the same action.

Anchoa suffocated.

"Spring breeze," An Qiaoya called, but his eyes stared at the wooden basin for a moment.

"Miss," Chunfeng came forward worriedly. I don't know what happened to my master today. What's the beauty of the wooden basin? Why has the young lady been staring inside?

"Spring breeze, look, I...my...my face...is it the same as before?" With a hoarse voice, An Qiaoya asked, but one hand still kept wandering on his facial features.

"Miss, what's wrong with you?" Chunfeng's eyes were full of worry. Although she was usually stupid, she could still observe what she should have said. "The maidservant entered the village when the young lady was sick. I just followed Aunt Wang and saw the young lady once, but I can be sure that the young lady has looked like this. What's the difference? Although she has been ill, she still looks so beautiful now. She is a great beauty.

"Real?" He reached out to touch the blurred figure, but brought out a circle of ripples and swallowed the figure in an instant.

An Qiaoya sighed secretly. If this is really the case, then the former Miss An is really not an ordinary predestined to be with her. Her name is the same, her appearance... Judging from the spring breeze and the recognition of everyone in the stockade, the two of them should be like twin sisters.

For so long, she always thought that she was a soul traveler. If she looked in the mirror, she would definitely see another completely strange face, so she never looked at the bronze mirror in the room, because she was afraid that she would not be able to adapt to it. Even if she had to dress up, she just asked the spring breeze to tie her for fear of trouble. Two braids don't have much time to take a shower, because ancient people generally didn't take a bath.

Although she couldn't stand it at first, she gradually got used to it.

Even so, she has never checked whether her body is different in the shower, and she has not noticed that she may have crossed over, not just her soul.

I believe that if she hadn't seen the red dots on her hands since childhood, she might not have found this fact for a while.

Turning his palm, Anchoa fell into confusion, saying that he had traveled, but when he woke up, he was lying in the coffin in an ancient costume. What's wrong with this?

"Miss, miss, miss, are you all right?" After waiting for a long time, I didn't see An Qiaoya have the next move, and the people outside the door waited for so long. Chunfeng was afraid that his master would go on like this and waste time, so he couldn't help patting An Qiaoya on the shoulder with his hand. "Miss, I'm afraid the big master will wait for a long time."

"Oh... that's good."

Just in time, she also has to rush over to ask. Maybe Father An will know what's going on.

Quickly washed his face and wiped it with a silk scarf beside him. He also asked Chunfeng to help him cut his hair and simply tied two braids. An Qiaoya hurried to meet Father An with the servant who claimed to be downstairs outside the door.

In fact, the study is not far from where An Qiaoya lives. After going out of the yard and crossing a suspension bridge that is not too long, he came to the study.

It's the first time that Anjoa has gone so far after being closed in the room for so long.

When she was still sighing that the river that had turned into white ice under the suspension bridge was really incredible, she was surprised when she looked up.

"This...is this the study?" He looked at the big black stone cave on the mountain wall in front of him. The outside of the cave was snowy. I don't know what was used to chisel three big Chinese characters - "small study".

Anchoya ORZ, please, is it appropriate to change this name to Pansi Cave? Y is more awesome than the caves of the monsters in Journey to the West.

"Miss, the boss is in there, please."

"Oh, there is a little brother." With a look of surprise, Anchoa walked straight to the cave.

After walking around for a long time, An Qiaoya found the ease of sitting on a chair and playing black and white chess with her military uncle in a hole inlaid with a huge night pearl like eggs on the wall.

Night Pearl ~ An Qiaoya desperately pressed back the pouring saliva back, so bright and beautiful! And so many, one is so big! How much does it cost to change it if it can be brought back to modern times? Fortunately, there is only this cave. There are torches or natural light all the way. If the whole cave is illuminated by night pearls, God knows whether she will faint excitedly as soon as she enters the door.

I sighed in my heart that the rich people in ancient times were really luxurious. The surface is motionless.

"Dad, are you looking for me?" Anchoya pulled up the corner of her skirt and trotted over, moved a chair and sat down in front of the stone chessboard, curiously looking at the dense black and white on her head.

"Joey, you're here." An Yuanyi pinched a white chess piece with his two fingers and was about to put it on the chessboard. When he saw An Qiaoya coming, he did not simply drop the chess piece, but threw it back into the bamboo tube with the chess pieces beside him. He came over with a smile and wanted to give Anchoa a bear hug.

"Dad!" Sharp eyes aimed at Father An's action, An Qiaoya tilted back 45 degrees without a trace, and a face wrinkled into a big steamed bun.

"Joeya..." was empty, and Father An turned around with tears in his eyes.

Stared at by a bad father's "kind" eyes, An Qiaoya directly sent two white eyes, "Dad, I'm hungry."

This trick is effective every time, and the validity period is quite long! Well, Father An immediately jumped up like a stroke and coughed... It was a red lacquer food box from the log table behind, and quickly brought out a plate of delicate pastries with sweet fragrance. "Well, Dad knew that you would shout hunger. These are all just been done by Aunt Wang. It's still hot."

"Thousand-layer cake, almond cake, shrimp dumplings, egg pine nuts, lard rolls, honey three knives... and eight rare cakes!!!" An Qiaoya looked at a plate of exquisite snacks served from the food box with a trace of white smoke and a strong aroma, and her saliva had been uncontrollably flooded for a long time. "Dad, I love you so much!!!"

"Come on, eat." Father An looked at An Qiaoya dotingly and smiled blindly. He was busy moving everything to her with one hand, and his mouth kept greeting her.

"Thank you, Dad." With a cheer, she couldn't help it anymore. An Qiaoya rushed forward with a green light in her eyes, pinched a soft and glutinous eight-precious cake and sent it to her mouth.

"Wow...it's so delicious...Wow, Yixi! It's so delicious~~~" A woman was so excited that she didn't look up to the sky and roar. It was delicious. Sure enough, ancient things are very different from modern things. Modern food is almost added with artificial seasonings... Or ancient green food!

"Eat more if it's delicious, hahaha... Don't eat too fast, no one will grab you... Eat slowly, good~" Father An looked at An Qiaoya's starry eyes and felt both happy and satisfied ~ roar... His little baby is so different and cute, really not It's his peaceful daughter! Wa Ka Ka Ka...

"Dad...eat too..." Anjoya was busy stuffing things into her mouth and didn't forget to look up at An Yuanyi's enthusiastic invitation with her side face covered with cake crumbs, "It's delicious... It's really delicious... It's so touching!!!"

Since the first time I saw these cakes, I have been drooling and have been seduced without a good image, but Anjoya, who can't eat them because she is not in good physical condition, is now determined to give her enough to eat until she is full and it is worth it.

"Well, okay, Dad will eat it too." Father An smashed his mouth. Although these desserts are very common, he has been tired of eating them every day in the stockade. But people are born with a guilty mentality. Obviously, they swear that they will never eat something they are tired of eating for a second, and they don't even want to see it, but if someone eats something like that in front of him the next second and eats it with relish... I believe he will definitely overturn his oath and immediately take out that kind of food to his mouth. Rise.

Unfortunately, our father An is such a kind of person. Therefore, under the teachings of An Qiaoya, Father An couldn't help picking up a piece of almond crisp and nibbled it, and felt that the more fragrant he was, the happier he was... Cough, far away.

By the saying, when the father and daughter of the An family wolfed up dozens of dishes together, someone beside them finally couldn't sit still.

"Cough." Li Jian, who had been ignored for a long time and knew that he had a great responsibility, Li Junshi rolled up his fist on his jaw and coughed gently in an attempt to attract the attention of the two people. However, the reality was cruel. An Qiaoya was busy feeding herself and had already ignored him to the sky, and our father An just looked up slightly. He glanced at it and continued to turn back to nibble.

Li Jian frowned.

"Cough..." Don't worry about eating, business, business, business, and business.

"...bababa..." Father An's answer.

"...the world is delicious~~ wow..." Anchoa's admiration.

The corners of Li Jian's mouth shook fiercely, and this move directly caused his white beard to float hard in the air, which looked particularly ridiculous.

"Cough, cough!"

Is it time to face me now? Li Jian opened the fan, pretended to fan the cold wind, and waited for the late apology of the rude father and daughter and the grateful and understanding of Father An.

But... God obviously refuses to give our Li Junshi a chance to be handsome--

It turns out that when people eat, their hearing will definitely drop to less than half of their usual. An Qiaoya and Father An continue to ignore a bearded old man and still immerse themselves in the snacks on the table. No one can take care of him.

"Cough, cough, cough, cough!!!"

That father and daughter are simply too arrogant! Complaint! The white beard continued to float, and the corners of his eyes twitched hard. Li Junshi was angry!

This time, someone is finally willing to give him a look,

"Old uncle, are you in the late stage of tuberculosis?" Anjoa stuffed half a piece of lard burrito in her mouth and raised her head to force herself to "care" about the elderly who may not be sent to an old man with a large beard after his death.

Li Jian: "..."