The Reborn Noble Girl is Hard to Find

Fu Yunxi raised her eyebrows, her eyes fell on the plum blossom thorns in her hand, Han Yan blushed, she quickly put her hands behind her back, and said in a hurry: Thank you, my lord, for saving my life.

Let's go. Fu Yunxi looked at her and said.

Shu Hong... Han Yan deliberately inquired, observing his expression without blinking.

Helian is here. Fu Yunxi had already walked out of the room with her back to Hanyan.

Han Yan bit her lip, she was worried about Shu Hong, now with Fu Yunxi's guarantee, although she was a little relieved, what's the situation now? The person I wanted to save saved me instead, so where should I go?

Before Hanyan could think clearly, Fu Yunxi saw that she was not following her, turned her head to see Hanyan standing there in a daze, so she simply walked to her side, picked her up, and used lightness kung fu to swipe towards the outside of Wangjiang Tower.

Han Yan scolded Fu Yunxi in her heart, and being carried around by Fu Yunxi like a chicken was really the most unlucky thing she had ever encountered after her rebirth. His body was as stiff as a rock, but the culprit didn't show a trace of shame. Instead, he stood in front of his eyes with his chest folded like an old god.

Finally, Han Yan lost his temper: Hey, what did you bring me here for?

In the bustling city, there are bright lanterns everywhere, young men and women jostle shoulder to shoulder, among the bustling crowd, from time to time, there are handsome young men and handsome young ladies who look at each other and smile, causing the people around them to make noise.

Appreciate the lantern. After Fu Yunxi uttered a few words in a deep voice, he walked beside Han Yan with his hands behind his back. He had an outstanding appearance and immediately attracted everyone's attention. Han Yan felt extremely embarrassed and said angrily: I want to go home.

Not necessarily. Fu Yunxi remained calm, as if not paying attention to the anger on Han Yan's face. Han Yan restrained her expression, she didn't know why, when facing Fu Yunxi, she could easily reveal her emotions, which was not a good thing for her.

You already knew what happened today, didn't you? Knowing that he couldn't leave easily, Han Yan simply calmed down. Fu Yunxi didn't get hurt in the slightest in what happened today, and she even had the leisure to save herself. Aside from mentioning how he found himself, when he came out and saw the officers and soldiers downstairs in Wangjiang Tower, he knew that today's farce might not be acceptable to the other party.

Yes. Fu Yunxi answered candidly, Han Yan squinted at him, and sighed in his heart, how could a person like him have power at such a young age without some means? Today's matter, even if he doesn't have himself, he is more than enough to deal with it, and if he cares about it, it will be chaotic, which is superfluous.

But Fu Yunxi's slightly indifferent voice came from my ear: How did you know what happened today?

Han Yan knew that Shu Hong's appearance could not be done without an explanation, so she half-truthfully said: I have seen that purple-clothed dancer and heard her talk with other people... Today I am in a hurry, so I lost my mind, I hope Didn't hinder the prince. She didn't speak clearly, and Fu Yunxi didn't ask, but just glanced at her: Thank you.

Han Yan was silent: I am ashamed of the daughter of the people. The prince has rescued her many times, and the daughter of the people has nothing to repay. Today is just a small effort. Besides, the prince saved the life of the girl again. Speaking of it, the girl owes the prince a big debt. kindness.

Want not to owe each other? At first hearing Fu Yunxi's rhetorical question, Han Yan was taken aback. Seeing Fu Yunxi looking down at her from a high position, with a teasing smile hidden in the corner of her mouth, she felt displeased. , Then replied: There is no kindness in the world that can be paid in vain. Wouldn't it be too unhappy to owe someone a kindness and be under the control of others all your life?

Fu Yunxi paused, then stopped suddenly, looked at her thoughtfully and said: The size has not changed, but the temper has grown a lot.

Han Yan was taken aback for a moment, then said quickly: You knew me before?

Fu Yunxi didn't speak, and suddenly bent down. Han Yan was originally petite, but Fu Yunxi was a young man, and Han Yan only reached his chest. Seeing him taking off his fox fur, Han Yan was still puzzled, and felt that his shoulders warmed up, and the snow-white fox fur that still carried the other person's body temperature had already been draped over his body. Hanyan's heart moved, and Fu Yunxi's slender fingertips fiddled with the lace at the front of the fox fur. Those white jade-like hands were wrapped with red ribbons, which became more and more lustrous, like a fine handicraft. His eyes moved up along those hands and landed on Fu Yunxi's face.

Looking closer, I feel more and more that the unreasonable beauty of this life is not the beauty of He Lianyu, but the indifference and warmth like ice and snow. He has always been indifferent and cold, but now he is leaning towards Han Yan, his movements are gentle, his deep phoenix eyes are half-closed, he can't see the expression clearly, but he is inexplicably intoxicated. The corners of the thin lips were lightly pursed, but there seemed to be a mocking smile. This kind of man was like a mystery, impenetrable yet attractive.

He dexterously tied a strong bow with his hands, seeing Han Yan staring at him unblinkingly, a smile flashed in his eyes, Han Yan paused, and looked away in embarrassment: I don't need...

Put it on. Don't mind the address in Hanyan's mouth, he has been able to return to his previous indifferent appearance, Hanyan's heart is complicated, the fox fur is extremely warm, and her heart seems to be warmed up a little.

At this time, the sound of firecrackers suddenly came from above the head. Looking up, the bright fireworks flickered in the night sky. It was the New Year's Eve, and the fireworks dinner officially started.

Adding up the two lives before and after, she has not seen such beautiful fireworks for a long time. At this moment in her last life, she was curled up in a strange dark room, with her tears running dry and her throat hoarse, desperately spending the saddest New Year in her life. Hanyan raised her head and stared at the fireworks, but the unbearable memories of her previous life came rushing towards her face. The pictures in front of her eyes and the pictures in her memory changed each other, and she couldn't tell what was real and what was a dream.

Fu Yunxi was standing beside Hanyan, originally looking up at the colorful curtain with her. It's just that it is like this every year, and it really can't attract his attention. He accidentally glanced at the little girl on the side, but he was a little dazed.

Hanyan looked up at the fireworks in the sky, the brilliance in the night was reflected in her eyes, as clear as a stream in spring. He knew that she had a deep scheming mind at a young age, and also knew that she was ruthless in her attacks, but he rarely saw Han Yan being weak. At this moment, she was staring at the sky, her eyes seemed to be longing for something, her eyes were filled with tears, but she gritted her teeth and raised her head, not letting the tears flow down.

Stubborn enough, but also distressing.

He couldn't help but think of her appearance when he found her behind the vase in Wangjiang Tower, wearing a thin light green jacket, shivering, with panic and cruelty in her eyes. It was clearly a frightened little beast, pitifully tight, but holding the plum blossom thorn in its hand, as if hiding its fangs, waiting for an opportunity to move. She knows how to endure and has deep thoughts. It is really unimaginable that she is a girl of twelve or thirteen years old. He looked at Han Yan again, and the girl's petite body was wrapped under the wide fox fur, making her look more and more weak. Two long braids hang down on the chest. Compared with the previous buns, it has lost a bit of childishness and is more exquisite and gentle. If... ignore the forbearance and coldness in her eyes that don't match her age.