The group pets the little fisherman, she has a lot of happy events

The boiling porridge cooled down at a speed visible to the naked eye, and no longer rolled and overflowed.

Ye Xiuyan lowered her eyes, looking at the Lingmi porridge exuding a faint fishy smell, her emotions were complicated and difficult to discern.

After a moment of silence, she put aside the chaotic feelings and said calmly: "Today, my father and mother brought my younger siblings here, and the family will have a reunion dinner. Tomorrow, I will go to retreat to practice."

"Ah."

Lin Jingcheng paused while stirring the rice porridge, and hummed a little sound from the tip of his nose, which could be regarded as an answer.

"Whether three years is long or short, as time goes by, many things will change."

Ye Xiuyan's eyes flickered slightly, and then she said: "I can't guarantee that I will be able to successfully transform my spiritual root, and I can't give you any promises. If one day, you meet the right person, just forget about me."

There was a long silence in the kitchen, and there was no response, only light and faint breathing lingering in his ears.

Ye Xiuyan's eyes dimmed, and for some reason, her heart felt sour and uncomfortable, and a faint sense of loss surged up.

"Besides these, is there anything else you want to say?"

Lin Jingcheng spoke suddenly, his words were filled with inseparable anger.

Ye Xiuyan's heart trembled, and her breathing became stagnant.

"Is that how you see me?"

Lin Jingcheng suddenly exerted force on his arm, turned the person half a circle, and imprisoned him in his arms: "You think I'm not dedicated to love, like the new and dislike the old, and can't even wait for three years?"

"No, it's not."

Ye Xiuyan was in a complicated mood, and the more she explained, the more confused she became: "I just don't want to delay you, even if you really empathize, I won't blame you."

Before she finished speaking, a scorching breath rushed towards her face, Lin Jingcheng lifted her chin, and gave her a strong and domineering kiss.

The temperature in the kitchen rose sharply, lingering with a different kind of emotion.

Ye Xiuyan's heartbeat was disordered, and she subconsciously wanted to push him away, but her arms trembled almost uncontrollably.

"hey-hey."

Qingyang saw this scene through the window, covered his mouth and sniggered, and tiptoed back to the bamboo house.

There is no trace of people in the small courtyard, only the chirping of cicadas in summer, which are tireless and non-stop.

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At noon, Ye Jian's family came complete, along with Xu Huimin and Wang Qiaoyan.

Lin Fuxi also slipped out of the palace to join in the fun.

For a while, the island in the middle of the lake became lively again, with chickens flying and dogs jumping and making noise.

"Xiuyan, you two are really dishonest."

"Where are the Four Hegemons of the Royal Academy?"

"Both of you are retreating, only me and Huimin are left, with my delicate body, what can I fight against others, what do I call bully?"

During the farewell banquet, Xu Huimin and Wang Qiaoyan drank too much, wiped away their tears, and chattered non-stop.

"Wait."

Lin Fuxi also drank a lot, her alcohol was strong, and she stepped on her chair with pride: "My princess passed the customs smoothly, and our four tyrants gathered together and broke into the academy, causing him to turn the world upside down."

A chill that pierced into the bone marrow descended from the sky, covering his head.

"Ah."

Lin Fuxi shivered from the cold, shivered, and sobered up.

"Bingbingbing, brother, when did you come?"

Looking at the handsome young man in white clothes like snow and cold as frost falling from the sky, Her Royal Highness stuttered gorgeously.

"Follow His Majesty's order."

Bai Bing looked at him coldly, and delivered the imperial decree solemnly: "The dean will take Her Royal Highness to the secret place to practice now."

"Huh? Now!"

Lin Fuxi was timid, jumped off the chair in fear, and scurried to hide behind Lin Jingcheng: "No, no, no, I'm not ready yet. The farewell banquet will not count until midnight at least."