"Well," Yunke nodded. She was a little dazzled when she mentioned the building. Although she had not been there for a long time, the title deed and title deed of the building were still in her room.

In recent years, the streets of Guanguan are still so busy. People buy new year's goods or make a lot of money by taking advantage of it.

What Wang wanted to do was soon finished, and Yunke accompanied her to stroll in the Zhuque street. Although Wang had just passed her first year of existence, she had been well protected by Yunwei and Yunran's father and daughter in recent years, retaining a bit of simplicity.

Because he often lives in the inner courtyard and seldom goes out, he is just like a child, curious about the things on both sides of the street. Yunke followed her not far or near, and occasionally said some references to make a choice for her.

Seeing Wang's move to a stall selling sword ears, Yunke is attracted by the stall selling clay figurines.

Different from other people, this clay figurine stand is cold and quiet. The stall owner has some words in his mouth. Yunke is close to him and can hear clearly. He said: take a piece of mud, twist a you and shape me. Break the two of us together and mix them with water. One more you, another me. I have you in my mud, you have me in your mud.

There are several pairs of clay figurines on his stall. You can clearly see the outline of clay figurines. There are men and women, and the manner is very realistic.

Yunke just wanted to go over, but she saw someone standing in front of the clay figurine stand.

"Shop owner, can you make clay figurines according to the portrait?" It's the voice of a teenager, with a special voice in the changing voice period.

"Naturally, you can show me the picture first." The shop owner answered with confidence, and the boy quickly took out the portrait from his arms.

The shopkeeper looked up carefully, but his eyes fell on Yunke's face, "since I'm all here, I don't need a portrait."

The youth seems to be aware of what, followed the shop owner's eyes back to see Yunke, "Ke'er?"

"You are Too, nine kings... "

"I am Chu Yilin, a common man."

Young see cloud Ke tangled with his address, free and easy a smile, simply self reported home.

However, Yunke couldn't combine the youth in front of her eyes with the crimson ball in her memory. The skinny Chu Yilin had three-dimensional facial features and a lot of height. At this time, he just laughed and felt a little bit like a prince.

Perhaps cloud Ke's eyes are too hot, Chu Yilin chuckled, "Ke'er, but I think I've changed a lot?"

Yunke nodded. His change was not only great, it was a complete transformation.

"How are you doing over the past year?" After emperor Yue committed suicide in the cold palace, Chu Yilin was expelled from the Imperial Palace and demoted to a commoner. Yunke no longer paid attention to his dynamics.

At this time, seeing you again seems to be a distant feeling. Because of the sensibility, Yunke's voice carries some shallow concerns.

Chu Yilin is quite useful, "although not as comfortable and rich as in the palace, but more substantial and peaceful. They are kind to me and I want to be better. As you can see, plain life makes me better

The last sentence took a bit of ridicule. Yunke sincerely laughed, "well, you really look more energetic now."

Compared with the former fat like a ball appearance, now Chu Yilin can be called handsome and unrestrained, online games casual. Yunke didn't know how much pain he had suffered behind him, but it took time and energy for him to have today.

For those who live seriously, Yunke has always been respectful.

Chu Yilin looked at Yunke seriously and said, "Ke'er, thank you for shining into my turbid heart like a bunch of sunshine before, and thank you for still willing to talk to me today, and do not dislike my identity."

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