The chief concubine of the foodie king

Chapter 258: The Magic Voice Enters the Ear (2)
"Hmph, you're smart!" Huo Ying raised her chest in satisfaction.

"However, if I don't interfere, it seems that there is still a long way to go between you two!" Yan Jin smiled wickedly, "Do you want me to draw a thread from it?"

Huo Ying looked at her, puzzled for a moment, then nodded.

"So, what about this?" Yan Jin smiled wickedly and held out one to Huo Ying, making a gesture of rubbing money.

"What?" Charming.

"That's it!" The movements of rubbing fingers accelerated.

"can't read!"

"You are Grandpa Mao!" Yan Jin exclaimed in frustration.

"There is no Grandpa Mao here!"

"Forget it, I won't help!" After finishing speaking, he turned around.

"Wait, do you want Uncle Yuan here?"

Uncle Yuan?Yan Jin was taken aback for a moment, then realized that Yuan and Yuan have the same pronunciation.

Suddenly smiling like a mountain flower, he nodded hurriedly.

Spread your hands into cups and stretch them out in front of Huo Ying.

Reluctantly, Huo Ying put her hand into her arms, took out a piece of ingot, and put it in Yan Jin's palm.

Yan Jin's face darkened, she stretched out her hand to pick up the ingot, raised her face and stared at Huo Ying, this thing as big as a garlic clove, did she kindly take it out to buy someone?
"Hee hee, this is just a deposit, as long as I get the beautiful boy back as I wish, I guarantee a thousand times the compensation!"

"Really? Are your words credible?" Yan Jin sent someone's words back intact.

"Don't worry, I guarantee it with my personality! And I guarantee it with my conscience for more than 20 years!"

Anyway, both are virtual invisible things.

Both Yan Yan'an and Jian Xunchuan were a little dumbfounded. These two women actually gave and accepted bribes in broad daylight!
Jian Xunchuan was even more icy-faced, and the two women bargained for him as a commodity without any awareness.

Stepping forward, stretching out his big hand, he lifted the garlic-sized ingot in Yan Jin's hand, and looked at the two women in front of him, "Excuse me, what benefits can I get from this transaction?"

One of the two women stepped back and the other stepped forward.

With a retreating smile, "Xiao Chuanzi, you can get a good wife!" Whether a good wife or an idle wife depends on Huo Ying's own actions.

She stepped forward and snickered, "Brother Chuan, you can get a good wife!" A good wife is still a good wife, and only she knows this.

in the eyes of the people.

The retreating woman turned around and fled.

The woman who stepped forward fell into the flowers with a light swallow, startling a crowd of bees.

"Jane, this is the nth time you have thrown me, I will take revenge sooner or later!"

Yan Jin hid under a locust tree, smiled and put the garlic clove ingot that was temporarily taken away from Jian Xunchuan's hand, and put it on his lips, his face was full of intoxication, it feels so good to be rich!

"Rou'er, is it really you?" A deep and slightly vicissitudes voice came from the top of the head.

Yan Jin trembled in fright, and the ingot in his hand rolled down.

The money-hungry woman hurriedly knelt down to pick it up, and the ingot fell in front of a pair of high-top boots with gold trim.

Yan Jin looked up along the pair of golden boots.

Then the whole person jumped ten feet away.

That was the face that had been carved into my heart and bone marrow.

However, the changes in the vicissitudes of life made him wear away the handsomeness he used to be. Now he is wearing a yellow robe, a golden crown, and golden boots.

The thick and long eyelashes concealed the thick ink under the eyelashes.His eyes were still as dark as ink, Yan Jin thought to himself, but there seemed to be a lot of deep thoughts hidden between the slightly frowned eyebrows, and even the eyebrows were locked together.Now, the mustache growing all over his face has changed his masculine charm, but it has an inexplicable vicissitudes and sadness.

Yan Jin's nose was sore, she never thought that she would be able to see him again in this life, and it was so uncomfortable to see him again.

Goodbye is worse than not seeing, she finally understands the true meaning of this sentence.

"Rou'er, is it really you?" The man raised his toes, and the ingot on the ground fell into his hands. He stepped forward, handed the ingot in his hand to Yan Jin, and asked in a trembling voice.

Yan Jin just looked at him blankly, without reaching out to pick him up.

He is still so strong, so lofty.

As if a century had passed, Yan Jin shook his head and smiled brightly, "Uncle, you have misunderstood the person! My name is not Rou'er!" He quickly took the ingot from the man's hand, turned around and quickly got into the flowers , disappeared in front of him.

Feng Yibei froze, the "uncle" made his eyes go dark.

No one knew what kind of joy and hope he felt when he received Yan Yan'an's letter.

For more than ten years, he has never been as happy as yesterday, and he has never looked forward to it like yesterday.

So, without waiting for Yan Yan'an's arrangement, he sneaked into Tiancha Hall uncontrollably, he didn't want to disturb anyone, he just wanted to give Rou'er a surprise, so that the two of them could be alone.

However, when he saw her in the dark for the first time, he was dumbfounded. Although he had heard from Yan Yan'an that she was no longer what Yun Yurou was back then, he never thought that she was still so young. For a moment, he was a little timid.

The strong longing still made him take a step, but what he got was not the hug of longing, nor the tears poured out, but a strange "Uncle!" This call told him mercilessly that he was old!

"You're too impatient!" Feeling a light pat on the shoulder, Feng Yibei looked at the person with red eyes, his voice choked up, "Did you make a mistake? She's not Rou'er?"

"I think you should have been here all night, and watched her secretly all night, right? You should know better than me." Yan Yan'an didn't refute, but just hugged Feng Yibei with his arms around his chest.

Feng Yibei was silent, the yearning and regret for the past 12 years had made him clearly understand that what he fell in love with back then was not Yun Yurou's peerless face, but the cunning and stubborn soul that lived in her body.

There are so many beauties in the world, but there is only one who can really touch his heart, and the beauty has passed away. In the past 12 years, I don't know how many ministers persuaded him to become a queen, and Empress Tang was even more worried about it.

Friends even persuaded him to let go and start again. He also knew the natural law that people cannot be resurrected after death, but he still couldn't do it without missing, missing, regretting, or suffering.

I wanted to spend my whole life like this, using the rest of my life to make up for the debts of the year, and use the rest of my life to exchange for the companionship in the next life, but I never expected to receive a letter from Yan Yan'an, saying that the real Yan Jin had returned.

If he hadn't known that Rou'er's soul came from another world, no matter what he said, he would not have believed that there would be such absurd things in the world.

(End of this chapter)