The short-lived ghost of the Xie family has lived a long life

Chapter 747
Yan Sanhe looked at Tang Jianxi in disbelief.

Tang Jianxi met her gaze, "I don't know what other fathers are like. Although I have accomplished nothing, I will do my best to protect my children."

Shocked to the extreme, Yan Sanhe suddenly felt a stab in his heart.

"Aren't you afraid?"

Do you know who I am?

Do you know what my identity means?

"I'm not afraid."

"Just because you're not afraid doesn't mean that Tao Qiao'er isn't afraid, it doesn't mean that Tang Mingyue won't be afraid, and it doesn't mean that Shan Eryi won't be afraid."

Yan Sanhe said coldly: "The little grandson is very cute, you should think more about him."

"Since you don't agree, I won't force it."

Tang Jianxi said in a consultative tone: "How about the person lighting the incense be replaced by Dong Chengfeng?"

Not many people in this world know who Dong Chengfeng is;

He had a close relationship with the former prince, so he had the story of dormant beside the King of Han;
It couldn't be more reasonable for him to light the incense and resolve all the inner demons of the crows, and it would be even more deceptive.

This is what Yan Sanhe wants to say to Tang Jianxi.

"it is good."

Seeing her answer, Tang Jianxi breathed a sigh of relief silently, "My child, how have you been doing in these years..."

"Do not ask."

Yan Sanhe turned and left.

The night wind carried her last words.

"It's late at night, so take a rest early. I'll go down the mountain tomorrow, so you don't have to send me off. Also, thank you very much."

The footsteps went away.

A dark figure walked out of the darkness, it was Xie Zhifei.

He didn't seem surprised at all by Yan Sanhe's attitude, and smiled at Tang Jianxi:
"This temper is exactly the same as when I first met her. She doesn't want to cause trouble to others at all."

……

Yan Sanhe woke up from his sleep. When he woke up, he found a person lying beside the bed.

She said "Ah" and sat up.

The man was also awakened and raised his head.

Four eyes facing each other.

"Xie Zhifei, why are you here?"

Xie Zhifei looked at her, said "Hmm" and rubbed his eyes, "I'm here to apologize for you. Li Buyan was injured."

"Where is the injury? Are you okay? How are you now?"

How could she bother to question him about breaking into her room.

"Go inside."

Xie Zhifei said with a thin and withered face: "I haven't slept for two days and two nights. I worked my butt off to get here."

After that, without waiting for Yan Sanhe to move, he went to lie down beside the bed.

Yan Sanhe scraped his cheek with the tip of his tongue, grinded his back molars, and moved towards the bed.

I endured it.

Xie Zhifei's dark eyes circled Yan Sanhe's face several times, and he slowly talked about what happened that day.

Yan Sanhe leaned on the bed, hugged his legs and listened.

She didn't know why, except that Li Buyan was injured, which made her worried, what Xie Zhifei said about the old emperor's death and the strange noise in the coffin made her feel impatient.

It would be better if the coffin cracked!
She was not generous, and some words had to be said in order to unravel Crow's inner demons.

Especially when she fell into a dream and tasted the warmth of her loved ones, she suddenly realized that just a moment between people is not enough.

How much she wanted to be in love with her, how much she wanted to last forever, how much she wanted to call them father and mother seriously.

She has not gone down the mountain these past few days, insisting on living in this courtyard, just waiting and hoping that they will relent and come to see her again.

Unfortunately, no!
"That's about it."

Xie Zhifei stretched out his hand, took hers, then inserted his fingers one by one, interlocking their fingers.

"As for the part about me missing you, let's talk about it after I wake up."

He slowly closed his eyes, his voice eerie.

"Actually, I don't need to say it. Just look at the corners of my mouth and you'll know. Yan Sanhe, I must have owed you something in my previous life..." After he finished speaking, he let out a series of small snores, matching his stubble-covered face. , I was really exhausted to the extreme.

Yan Sanhe was silent for a moment, trying to pull out his hand, but found that he couldn't pull it out at all.

Pulled tight.

She looked at the sky, her lips moved, and she even prepared her feet to kick him over. Finally, she couldn't bear it, so she stretched out her other hand and gently covered him with the quilt.

……

Yan Sanhe's original plan to go down the mountain the next day was put on hold because of Xie Zhifei.

He has a good reason - if you keep running around like this, you will be widowed.

Yan Sanhe laughed angrily at his rogue behavior.

how?

No one wants her?
Do you have to marry him?

In addition, Tao Qiaoer and Tang Mingyue also insisted on staying, so Yan Sanhe compromised because of the blisters on the corners of Xie Zhifei's mouth.

With this compromise, Xie began to push further.

In the morning, I took her to climb mountains and pick mulberries.

After picking it, I didn't eat it. I pounded it into juice and lied to Shan Eryi that it was sour plum soup.

Shan Er drank it in one gulp, and the color of his lips and tongue changed. When he kissed his precious son, his son was so frightened that he cried.

In the afternoon, I took her to the stream to fish and touch shrimp.

He touched the mud in his hand and smeared it on her face. Before she got angry, he tried to please and beg for mercy. Yan Sanhe was so angry that he rolled up his sleeves, picked up the mud from the stream and smeared it on his face too.

After wiping it off, the two of them looked at the person in front of them and laughed together.

After dinner, they set up an Eight Immortals table in the courtyard, called Tang Mingyue and his wife, and the four of them played leaf cards.

He is very good at playing cards and can kill everyone with one person.

Tang Mingyue and his wife were almost crying after losing. The sound of grinding their molars could be heard three miles away.

He just couldn't hear it.

While laughing at them for being stupid and poor at playing cards, he stuffed the money into Yan Sanhe's hands and said, "Put it away for me. It will be my wife's book in the future."

Shan Eryi wanted to regain his position and deliberately challenged him: "Who are you marrying?"

He snorted a cold breath from his nostrils and glanced towards Yan Sanhe.

"If you want to take care of it, just prepare some money. If it's less than 3000 taels, just find a piece of cloth and cover your head."

Shan Eryi was so angry that he screamed, "Why are there still people who rob it openly?"

"What's the point of stealing?"

He smiled evilly and said, "Come on, increase the amount in the next round, ten taels of silver per round."

Shan Eryi was so frightened that he flicked the leaf card in his hand, pulled Tang Mingyue and ran away, shouting as he ran:

"Bandits, bandits are coming up the mountain."

Yan Sanhe smiled so hard that his eyes narrowed.

"I just can't stand how arrogant he is."

Xie Zhifei crossed his legs and looked lazy: "Why don't you just give birth to a son? I'll see if you can give birth to a daughter."

As he spoke, he glanced at Yan Sanhe and steadily handed over the hot tea.

"I will confess to my ancestor when I get back and let her make the decision to prepare our marriage. Then I will ask Uncle Pei for a secret recipe for giving birth to twins. One baby will produce two. See if I don't piss him off to death."

"Pfft!"

Yan Sanhe squirted out a mouthful of hot tea, his eyes widened, and he said in his heart, he was not angry to death by you, but I was scared to death by you first.

"Yan Sanhe, what's your attitude?"

Xie Zhifei's voice was soft and slightly nasal, "You even let me sleep in your bed. You have to be responsible for me for the rest of your life."

When he said this, the lantern swayed, and the tenderness in his dark eyes also swayed.

It seemed as if something hit Yan Sanhe's heart.

At this moment, a bright moon emerged from the dark clouds, illuminating the world that was neither too good nor too bad, and also illuminating a pair of loving children in the courtyard.

At this time, Yan Sanhe suddenly thought of something.

After Xie Zhifei went up the mountain, she had laughed many times without knowing it.

(End of this chapter)