My wife kills me because she has me in her heart!

Just as I was carrying half of the hot rabbit back, I saw a figure standing at the door of my house.

The woman is wearing a goose-yellow dress, her hair is pulled high into a bun, and her posture is quiet and elegant, just like a lady in an ancient painting. The big yellow dog, which was usually very vigilant and would bark twice when it saw a bird flying by, was now wagging its tail and leaning towards her affectionately.

She squatted on the ground, her skirt spread out like a flower.

He held half a piece of cake in his hand and fed it to the dog. He seemed to feel something and raised his head to face her.

"Miss Azhi."

Yan Conngling shouted with respect.

The half-volume mind method last time was very useful, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to improve by leaps and bounds even after breaking my natural spirit body. I don’t know if it’s because I’ve had fewer nightmares in the past two years and my mood has gradually stabilized. Progress is even faster than before.

In the past, she was extremely dependent on the natural spirit body, and she thought she held it firmly in her hand. That's why you feel uneasy and scared when you lose something.

But now, I'm starting to feel relieved.

It was a favor, and she was grateful.

Yan Conling was a little surprised, "Did the prince have any orders?"

In the past, the person responsible for delivering information to her side was Ren Yi.

After the Lianxin Gu was solved, the number of times he troubled her was much less, but this was the first time Ah Zhi came to her door.

"No, I came here on my own." The woman stood up, her gentle eyes level with hers, "I came to see you."

Yan Conling was even more stunned.

This maid who follows the Seventh Prince has a mysterious origin and is thoughtful in her actions. He was always polite and distant when dealing with others, as if there was an inescapable distance between them, even when facing Ning Fengli...

My heart beat violently, as if something was about to come out of my body.

Until the other party took a step forward and opened the basket in his hand.

Inside is a plate of freshly made snow-white cakes, steaming with a sweet aroma. Yan Conling only glanced at it, and her footsteps seemed to be stuck, unable to move.

"Little sister, my father promised to make you jujube paste cakes. Now I will fulfill his promise on his behalf."

It's snowy and cold in December, but Yan Conling's heart is burning. After years of suffering and suffering when his family was destroyed, he finally found a trace of blood connection in the world.

Her missing cousin whose life or death is unknown.

Yan Wanzhi.

"Good girl, don't cry." Her appearance, voice, and even breath had changed, and there was no trace of the past.

Even if the biological parents were standing here today, they might not be able to recognize them. But the way he took out the handkerchief to wipe his tears was exactly the same as years ago.

Yan Conling was calm after all, and quickly stabilized her mood, complaining a bit childishly, "Why haven't you said anything to me for so many years?"

During the years when Yan Wanzhi stayed with the Seven Kings, she was very low-key and taciturn. Treating her is like really knowing someone, from being alienated to becoming familiar with her, but always maintaining that politeness.

Treat others the same way.

That's why Yan Conling was so surprised when she took the initiative to give her her mind.

"It's a long story." Yan Wanzhi pulled her to sit down on the stone steps, not caring that Xueshui had soiled her dress. This is something Azhi, the maid beside the Seventh Prince, would not do.

"That year I fell off a cliff and someone saved my life."

This short sentence conceals unimaginable danger.

Yan Conling tightened her palms and listened to her continue to speak in a calm tone, "That person also said that I should have died originally. But someone else took the blame for me. I wanted to ask a few more questions, but was stopped. .”

"The other party told me that once there is a change, the rest of the things will change accordingly. There are already other chess pieces on the chessboard to break the game, so if you want to keep things under control and be almost the same as before, it's best to stay away." She couldn't do it anymore.

The little sister is her biological sibling and her only concern in this world.

But disguise is still possible.

Yan Conling's eyes were distressed, "Then now..."

"Emperor Star has returned to his position, and I can recognize you." Yan Wanzhi held her hand tightly, not daring to let go for a moment, "Fortunately, you have been well taken care of over the years. I'll let you know when I'm free someday." I must thank you teachers in person."

Without Yunshan’s teachings.

I can't imagine what a helpless child will look like in the end.

The two of them asked each other a few more questions, and Yan Wanzhi knew very well how Yan Conngling was doing. But Yan Conling didn't know much about her situation.

"Sister, do you want to stay with the prince?"

This sister of mine has been extremely smart since she was a child. She can often guess the second half of a sentence someone else says. Most of the clan stayed away from the world, but she was an exception and was not interested in magic. When he was young, he traveled around the world and read people's hearts.

as predicted.

Yan Wanzhi nodded, "Yes, the prince will be a good master of the world. At first, I entered the Seventh Prince's Mansion just as a temporary measure. I wanted to choose someone close to you without affecting your position. But now I have changed Got an idea.”

"I want to serve as a minister of the king, serving the emperor and benefiting all people."

Eyes burning again, Yan Conling turned away and tried to let the wind blow her away, "Grandma, if they knew anything under the spring, they would..."

"Grandma, if they knew something," Yan Wanzhi suddenly interrupted her, "it would be sad to see them become a prison that traps you and cannot get out."

"Little sister." Her fingertips gently brushed away the girl's messy hair, "This is our common wish."

Yan Conling bit her lower lip and was speechless.

Hatred is something that grows in the bones and blood. It cannot be dug out in a day or two. Yan Wanzhi knew very well and did not continue the topic to force her. She only asked, "Do you still remember the advice that sister gave you last time?"

Yan Conngling nodded, "Remember."

"There is a way to open your heart again." Staying with her, Yan Wanzhi talked more and more, "Just find another spiritual grass."

It sounds easy, Yan Conling smiled bitterly, "The spiritual grass died with the Yan family. There is probably no such thing in the world anymore."

"No, not necessarily." Yan Wanzhi said, "Aren't we still alive? As long as there is still the blood of the Yan family, there will definitely be Yanlingcao."

"It's a pity that my body is no different from that of ordinary people..." This was the price she paid for changing her fate.

Not long after chatting, Yan Wanzhi wanted to go back.

Before leaving, he happened to bump into Lou Qixue who was coming back from picking plum blossoms.

Based on the clothes on his body, he recognized that he was from Ning Fengli's house. He knew that Ren Yi was the number one loser around the Seven Kings, but right now...

My heart jumped in panic.

Lou Qixue recalled carefully that he had never been to the Seventh Prince's Mansion in his previous life. But with the mentality of not fighting for words when facing a love rival, it can be said that Yan Conling has turned the other person's details upside down.

Except for the fact that I didn't expect to be born as a girl...

He was very sure.

In Ning Fengli's last life, there was no such woman.