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Chapter 322: All of them are Sister Lan’s vests, King Xiaoyao’s treasure [2 more]

When Yan Shunhua is performing, he prefers to dress up as a woman. He usually plays female roles and never makes people feel distracted.

It is also because of this that there have been rumors among the people that he is more beautiful than women.

She and Yan Shunhua were not very familiar with each other, but because they had had some contact with Qin Wang Hua Yingyue several times, they had some intersections.

Yan Shunhua inherited his father's title and became the second King Xiaoyao.

He is the same age as the King of Qin and four years younger than the King of Yan.

She gave him this costume when he was 20 years old.

Yan Shunhua liked it very much, so she put on the costume immediately and sang a piece of the play herself.

Ye Wanlan's eyes were distant. She had thought that the costume was also destroyed in the battle, but she didn't expect that she would be able to see this gift she had given again.

"This should be a costume worn by a man." Yan Tingyue picked up a corner of the clothes and said slowly, "He is good at playing female roles, so the costume is for women, but this does not matter. When the time comes, I will modify the stitching and you can wear it, Alan."

Ye Wanlan also reached out and gently stroked the costume.

"But it's a pity that there are two places." Yan Tingyue coughed and pointed at the two damaged places on the costume. "This is a heavily crafted costume. Many craftsmen must have been mobilized to complete such a stunning work. I have searched the books for a long time, but I don't know what kind of embroidery should be used to fill in the gaps here."

Ye Wanlan thought for a moment and said, "Teacher, can you give me a piece of paper and pen?"

"If you want something else, I may not have it here." Yan Tingyue smiled, "But there is plenty of paper and pen."

A piece of rice paper was spread on another table, and Ye Wanlan took the brush.

She dipped the brush in ink and began to paint on the blank rice paper.

Yan Tingyue was just watching carefully at first, but when Ye Wanlan was halfway through painting, her expression suddenly became shocked: "Alan, what are you doing..."

Ye Wanlan said nothing, then dipped the brush in ink and wrote. When the last stroke was completed, the complete pattern was revealed, which just made up for the missing parts of the costume.

"Yes... that's it." Yan Tingyue was a little bit incredulous, "Alan, how did you come up with that?"

Ye Wanlan finished drawing the second damaged pattern, and then put down his pen: "Although I don't know how to embroider, I know a little bit about painting."

It’s just that these two patterns were originally drawn by her. Although the memory is very distant, when she sees them again, she can still find the old memories.

Hearing this, Binghe and Tiema looked at each other.

Know a thing or two?
Miss Ye only has a little knowledge about it, but is the meaning of the idioms really the same as what they know?
Isn’t it different?

"Alan, you don't just know a little bit, you've reached the pinnacle." Yan Tingyue disagreed, "I've also invited several painting masters, but they couldn't complete the two parts of the pattern."

"Teacher, if you are confident about this costume, leave it to me." Ye Wanlan nodded slightly, "My friend is a Suzhou embroidery heir, he can mend this dress."

"Of course, this is a gift for you." Yan Tingyue folded the costume and put it in a box, and then reminded, "If someone bullies you, you can't keep it all in your heart, you must tell me."

Ye Wanlan smiled faintly: "I will definitely tell you, I'm waiting for you to vent your anger on me."

Yan Tingyue smiled, and then asked, "Is Xiaoyan coming over today?"

"The sir will be here in a moment." Binghe said seriously, "The sir has gone to buy lotus cakes for Miss Ye."

Yan Tingyue seemed to be thinking about something: "Xiao Yan is thoughtful. I will ask someone to catch two more fish. You can have a good meal here today."

**
It is also the hazy rainy season in South City in November, and fine drizzles are falling from the sky again.

"He Chen..." After a long while, Sheng Yunyi finally spoke, her voice struggling, "What happened today..."

She specifically inquired about Yan Tingyue's various preferences from Xu Yu, and also made various preparations and strategies in advance.

It can be said that if Ye Wanlan had not been there, she would definitely have been able to win Yan Tingyue's favor.

Zhou Hechen clenched and unclenched his fingers, his expression changing several times.

After a while, his cold voice came from the rain: "Go back."

Yan Tingyue's path is no longer feasible.

His heart seemed to be stung by something, and a kind of astringent and sour feeling came over him. It was not severe, but very persistent.

Zhou Hechen had never felt this way before. He took a deep breath and suppressed this strange emotion. "Hechen, if we go back now, what will happen to the Zhou Group's project?" Sheng Yunyi was anxious, "Actually, Miss Ye..."

For the first time, Zhou Hechen interrupted her rudely and impatiently: "Shut up!"

Sheng Yunyi fell silent instantly, and her face became paler.

"Sorry..." Zhou Hechen pinched his brows, "I'm just having a headache because of the company's affairs."

"He Chen, if Elder Yan's approach doesn't work, we only have one choice left." Sheng Yunyi bit her lip, "But Wantianqing Company is in its heyday, I wonder if they will choose us."

Zhou Hechen exhaled slowly: "No matter if it works or not, we have to give it a try."

Indeed, only Wantianqing Company can save Zhou Group from the dire straits.

The cell phone suddenly rang, and Zhou Hechen glanced at Sheng Yunyi.

"He Chen, I'll go to the car first." Sheng Yunyi was very tactful. She smiled and left.

Zhou Hechen then pressed the answer button: "Mom?"

"In South City? Did you close the deal?" Mrs. Zhou asked calmly, "I'll come back this weekend. I have something important to tell you."

Zhou Hechen frowned: "What's the matter?"

"The Kang family in Gangcheng is interested in marrying us. You and Sheng Yunyi are only engaged and can be disbanded at any time." Mrs. Zhou said, "He Chen, you also know the current situation of the group. You can't marry a wife who can't help you at all."

In the past, Zhou Hechen would have flatly refused.

But this time, he nodded as if possessed by a ghost: "I know, Mom, I will go back."

"This is a good son." Mrs. Zhou smiled rarely. "If the Kang family of Gangcheng joins forces with us, there will be no competitor in the entire southern region that can compare to us."

**
The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the sky was getting darker. In the distance, I could see layers of lights lighting up, illuminating the sky and the earth.

At this moment, at the South City Gate.

The middle-aged man walked hurriedly in the rain and came to a cave. He bowed respectfully to a shadow inside: "Sir, why did you come here in person?"

The shadow was tall and held a box in his hand.

The box has eight sides in total, and is in strange shapes, like some kind of mechanism.

"If I don't come in person, how long will you finish your work?" the man said coldly, "It's been half a month, and I haven't seen Yan Tingyue yet!"

The middle-aged man looked embarrassed: "Please give me some more time, sir."

"I can't wait any longer. Even if Yan Tingyue is not a direct descendant of Xiaoyao King Yan Shunhua, she still has the surname Yan." The man tossed the box in his hand and said calmly, "Then her blood must be able to open Xiaoyao King's treasure box."

"All the people we sent last time have not returned. They must have been dealt with." The middle-aged man whispered, "Besides, this is Shenzhou after all. We can't start a war."

Although Nancheng is still thousands of meters away from the imperial capital Yunjing, it is one of the key bases of the 723rd Bureau.

There are rumors in the Global Center that Bureau 723 seems to have an unclear relationship with the Yakuza organization, and that those people in the Yakuza organization are simply a bunch of lunatics, and even they dare not provoke them easily.

Whether it’s soft or hard, Yan Tingyue refuses to eat anything. What can they do?
Inviting Yan Tingyue to perform Kunqu Opera at the Global Center was indeed false. They accidentally obtained the treasure box left by King Xiaoyao and confirmed that blood was needed to open the first lock.

So, they turned their attention to Yan Tingyue.

Of course, it would be a good thing if the art of Kunqu Opera could completely disappear from China.

"It's not necessary to send people out to collect blood." The man smiled. "These fools in Shenzhou always think that after three hundred years, they are still the best in the world. In fact, they don't even have the qualifications to spy on many secrets in the world, let alone know that there are countless things beyond their imagination."

The middle-aged man was shocked: "You mean..."

The man didn't say anything, but sat down and closed his eyes.

Meanwhile, the cabin in the woods.

At the dinner table, Yan Tingyue was smiling as she took the bowl of soup from Yan Tingfeng's hand, but her body swayed and she suddenly spat out a large mouthful of blood.

Spots of scarlet blood dripped all over the ground.

See you tomorrow~~