Yan Huan

Moshuang City was very lively, Yan Huan slightly opened the corner of the curtain, and looked at the wide street, where stalls of various colors emerged one after another, the sound of selling was endless, and everywhere was crowded with people.

In his previous life, his legs were paralyzed and he was seriously ill. There was a personal doctor at home at all times. He almost never went out for a walk. After coming to Wangyuan Continent, he stayed in Yaowang Valley all the time. Seeing such a prosperous place outside, He was so excited inside that he wished he could get out of the carriage immediately to see it for himself.

Ji Shichen lazily leaned against the wall of the carriage, looked at Yan Huan looking outside, with a bright smile on his fair face, his obsidian-like pupils glistened under the sunlight, making it hard to move away.

Yan Mingrang and Mo Yu followed the carriage on horseback, looked at Yan Huan who opened the curtain of the carriage and looked outside, like a son who had lived in a deep courtyard and isolated from the world by accident, full of novelty everywhere, Yan Mingrang only He felt that his younger brother was really cute, and at the same time felt distressed. He knew Yan Huan's previous life experience, and he had been running around for a living, but he had never really felt the excitement, while Mo Yu was a little depressed. The expression on the beggar's face was as if he had never seen such a scene before, and he was looking forward to it. It seemed that he really wanted to find a chance to try Yan Huan, even if he had to bear the wrath of the Lord.

Standing at the gate of the City Lord's Mansion, Liu Shichao looked at the two handsome young masters who wanted to bring them down from the carriage, and raised his eyebrows: "It's been a few years, brother Ji."

Ji Shichen nodded slightly to Liu Shichao, then looked at Yan Huan beside him.

Liu Shichao knew Ji Shichen's temperament, he was indifferent and alienated to others, even if he was his good friend, besides persecuting him, he won't say anything serious again. Seeing this, he couldn't help but look at Yan Huan a few more times. , Delicate as jade, with a clean temperament, a rare jade person, but Ji Shichen is by no means a person who is sensual, I don't know how this person can catch Ji Shichen's eyes, seeing Yan Huan is also looking at himself, A faint smile then spread.

The City Lord's Mansion is not as golden and jade-like as Yan Huan imagined, green bamboos can be seen everywhere, flowing water is flowing, and a calligraphy or painting is hung on the corridor a few meters away, revealing a unique elegance.

Yan Huan looked at Liu Shichao who was leading the way ahead, the black brocade outlined his slender figure, his handsome face always seemed to have a faint smile, and he had a folding fan pinned to his waist. A man of grace and grace.

Entering the main hall, there was a burst of weak crying of the baby, presumably it was crying for a long time, and now he lost strength.

When Yan Huan heard the sound, he saw a man in red was sitting on the high hall with his head bowed, softly nursing the baby in his arms, his face was covered by his long hair, so he couldn't see his face clearly.

As Liu Shichao went up to embrace the man in red and called out to his wife, the man raised his head to look at Liu Shichao and then at them, Yan Huan hadn't recovered from the shock.

lady?

Seeing Yan Huan's shocked and bewildered expression, Ji Shichen felt his heart itch. He went over and gently pinched Yan Huan's earrings. After successfully calling his attention back, he said, "They're married."

Yan Huan nodded blankly, then felt the warmth coming from his earlobe, blushed, and said softly: "Don't move your hands and feet all the time."

Hearing Yan Huan's coquettish accusation, Ji Shichen blushed again, and a faint smile flashed in his eyes.