The chief concubine of the foodie king

Chapter 253 Change of statement (1)
Running out of the avenue, what came into my eyes was an ancient and simple moss city wall. Looking at the crowds coming in and out, Yan Jin almost collapsed to the ground. She was sure that she really wore it again this time, but she didn't expect that she could wear it twice. , This is absolutely unprecedented, unprecedented!
When people from south to north pass by her, they will inadvertently look at her twice.

Her dress is particularly eye-catching here.

The horseshoe behind her caught Yan Jin's attention, she turned her head and saw the man running towards her just now.

Yan Jin penetrated the crowd, trying to sneak into the city wall.

"Close the city gate!" the man shouted loudly.

When the soldiers guarding the city saw the man clearly, they hurriedly moved to both sides and closed the heavy city gate.

Standing in the crowd with no way out, Yan Jin watched helplessly as the man rode up to him, and asked in puzzlement, "Do I know you?"

The man jumped off his horse, and the crowd knew that they couldn't provoke them, so they consciously parted ways.

The man walked up to Yan Jin, "Girl, your humble name is Yan Yan'an, I wonder if your real surname is Yan?"

Yan Jin opened her eyes and looked at the man, Yan Yan'an, such a familiar name!

After a long time, Yan Jin suddenly recalled the illusory dream two years ago.

Can't help blurting out, "Xiao An'an?"

The man froze, looked at Yan Jin, and couldn't believe it, "Are you really her? Are you not dead?"

Yan Jin looked at the man in front of him, and the more he looked, the more he looked like Yan Yan'an back then, but he had matured a lot, and his childishness was no longer there, replaced by a temperament unique to mature men.

"Are you really that squeamish prince, Xiao An'an? Why are you so old?" She remembered that it was only two years ago!

old?Yan Yan'an's face sank, she actually said he was old!She is only two years younger than him, and she is over thirty now, okay?A woman's thirty should be older than a man's!
Looking at Yan Jin, he couldn't tell that she was 30 years old, so he couldn't help asking, "I'm old? What about your age?"

"24!"

"Nonsense!" Yan Yan'an shouted, "You and us have been 24 years apart, okay? How can you still be 21? Just pretend!" He changed from a 33-year-old boy to a [-]-year-old A mature man, how could she be so young.

"Do you think I'm pretending?" Yan Jin pointed to her face.

Looking at the surrounding crowd, Yan Yan'an signaled the city guard to open the city gate to let the crowd pass, then pulled Yan Jin aside, and sat down in a tea shed with not many people.

"What's going on here? Are you really Yan Jin?" Yan Yan'an still didn't believe it, for fear of being cheated.

Yan Jin looked at him, "I'm Yan Jin, but I'm also wondering, are you that delicate little An'an?"

"Do you still remember what we stole after we came out of the forest that year, and what we lied to later?" Yan Yan'an asked tentatively, this question was only known by Yun Yurou Jing back then.

"Isn't it just grapes and roast duck? Why, do you still want to steal it again?" Yan Jin pouted, she had already confirmed one thing, this person was indeed Yan Yan'an, and she had traveled through time again. Moreover, the real body was worn to the era 12 years after Yun Yurou's death.

This is simply the wild night pool.

Now, Yan Yan'an was sure that the woman in front of her was the Yun Yurou from back then, and asked in a daze, "Then how did you hide from everyone's eyes and pretend to be dead? You pretended to be so bloody and real?"

He remembered that he and Yan Xichen buried Yun Yurou's body together, how could he still be alive.

"Xiao An'an, I can only say that the one that got blown up was the body of Yun Yurou that I borrowed, not me! After being blown up that year, when I woke up, I found that I had returned to my original place, back to my own body .” Yan Jin tried to explain in a reasonable way.

Yan Yan'an straightened his face, "Can you change your name! I am King An who governs the Nine Mansions now!"

"Oh." Yan Jin just responded, not caring.

"Then did you come here again from your original place this time? Where did you practice?" Yan Yan'an only thought of one explanation, that is, Yan Jin is not a human being, but a thing of some kind of cultivation. Only in this way can one borrow another person's body, be able to survive being blown up, and be able to come and go in the world at will, and maintain the same appearance for more than ten years.

Yan Jin, who was about to pooh, suddenly rolled his eyes, and said with a serious face, "I am in Penglai Fairy Island..."

"Pull you down!" She was interrupted by Yan Yan'an before she finished speaking.

Yan Yan'an poured a cup of thick tea, "Actually, no matter you are a human or a demon, I hope that you will not leave again when you come this time, and go back to his side! He has had a hard time these years!"

His voice became hoarse, without a trace of playfulness.

"He, who is it?" Yan Jin asked casually, but actually had an answer in his heart, and a figure floated up in his mind, tall and straight but ethereal and far away.

Now that she was back in Jinyao, everything back then became particularly clear, no longer as hazy as it was in modern times. The joy, happiness, disappointment, and pain of the past came together, overwhelming her, making her unable to resist for a while.

At this time, she wished she could hide back to modern times, maybe only by going back to modern times, she would not feel pain, even though she felt melancholy and lost, she was not as anxious as she was at this time.

"Feng Yibei, it's impossible for you to forget him, right?" Yan Yan'an looked at Yan Jin in surprise.

Yan Jin lowered his eyes, played with the simple tea set in his hand, and said in an ethereal voice, "I don't remember!"

Yan Yan'an almost spit out the tea that had just entered his throat, and screamed strangely, "How is it possible? You even remember me, how could you forget him?"

His strange cry attracted the surprise of the guards behind him. It turned out that the calm and steady Wang An would be so impetuous. Everyone couldn't help but guess Yan Jin's origin.

It was only then that Yan Yan'an noticed that he had lost his composure. He straightened his sitting posture and stared at the face in front of him that he had only seen in a portrait. 12 years will still remember so clearly.

Lowering his voice, Yan Yanan said, "He is now the ruler of Jinyao, and the whole Jinyao is under his careful rule, and the country is prosperous and the people are safe, but he himself is not happy at all!"

"Does this have anything to do with me?" She tilted her head and asked softly.

"How can you forget no one but him!"

"What's so strange about this? Haven't you heard of a disease called selective amnesia?" Yan Jin rolled her eyes in displeasure.

Feng Yibei treated her like that back then, and doubted her feelings before she died, how could she easily forget this kind of uselessness?Although she still loves, but loves with dignity, she must be high-profile and hypocritical for a while!
(End of this chapter)