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


    When Yan Shunhua sang, she prefers to dress up as a woman. He often plays female roles and will not make people lose any plays.


    It is also because of this that people have always rumored that he is more beautiful than women.


    She and Yan Shunhua are not very familiar with each other, but because King Hua Yingyue of Qin had several contacts, they had some intersections.


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


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


    In the year he was young, she gave him this costume.


    Yan Shunhua liked it very much, so he immediately changed into it and sang a play himself.


    Ye Wanlan''s eyes were distant. She thought that the costume was also ruined in that war, but she didn''t expect that she could see the gift she gave again.


    "This should be the costume worn by a man." Yan Tingyue picked up a corner of the dress and said slowly, "He is good at playing female roles, so the costume belongs to women, but this does not hinder. Then change the pins and Alan, you can wear them."


    Ye Wanlan also stretched out his hand and gently stroked the costume.


    "But it''s a pity that''s in these two places." Yan Tingyue coughed and pointed to the two damaged parts on the costumes. "This is a heavy industry costume. I must have used many craftsmen to complete such a shocking work. I have been looking up the books for a long time, and I don''t know what embroidery should be used to fill it here."


    Ye Wanlan thought for a while: "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 enough paper and pen."


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


    She dipped it in ink and began to pick up her pen to paint on the blank rice paper.


    Yan Tingyue was just watching seriously. When Ye Wanlan was halfway through painting, her expression suddenly shook: "Alan, you are..."


    Ye Wanlan said nothing, then dipped ink and wrote. When the last stroke was completed, the complete pattern was displayed, which happened to make up for the lack of costumes.


    "Yes...yes." Yan Tingyue was a little incredible, "Alan, how did you think of it?"


    Ye Wanlan drew the second damaged pattern again, and then put down his pen: "Although I don''t know embroidery, I understand a little bit about painting."


    But these two patterns were originally painted by her own hands. Although the memories were very far apart, when she saw them again, she could still find the memories of the past.


    Hearing this sentence, Ginghe and Iron Horse looked at each other.


    Have a little understanding?


    But Miss Ye’s brief understanding is really the same as the idiom they know?


    Is it different?


    "Alan, you don''t understand a little bit, this is the pinnacle." Yan Tingyue disagreed, "I have invited several masters of painting, but they were unable to complete the patterns of these two parts."


    "Teacher, if you rest assured, leave this costume to me." Ye Wanlan nodded slightly, "My friend is the successor of Su Xiu, and he can fix this dress."


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


    Ye Wanlan smiled faintly: "I will tell you, waiting for you to vent my anger."


    Yan Tingyue smiled and asked again, "Do you still come here today?"


    "Sir, come soon." Binghe looked serious, "Sir, go buy lotus crisps for Miss Ye."


    Yan Tingyue thought to herself: "Xiao Yan is determined, I will let you go and catch two more fish. Today you will have a good meal here."


    **


    The southern city in November is also a hazy rainy season, and a fine rainfall floats in the sky again.


    "He Chen..." It took a long time before Sheng Yunyi spoke, and her voice was difficult, "What happened today..."


    She specifically found out from Xu Yu about Yan Tingyue''s various preferences and made various preparations and strategies in advance.


    It can be said that if Ye Wanlan had not been able to win Yan Tingyue''s favor.


    Zhou Hechen clenched his fingers and let go, his expression changed a few times.


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


    Yan Tingyue’s road is completely unworkable.


    His heart seemed to be stung by something, and a sense of astringent soreness surged up. It was not severe, but it was very lasting.


    Zhou Hechen never felt this way. He took a deep breath and suppressed this strange emotion. "He Chen, if we go back now, what should we do with 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 suddenly silenced, and her face became paler.


    "Sorry..." Zhou Hechen pinched his eyebrows, "I just had a headache because of the company."


    "He Chen, if the road on Mr. Yan''s side doesn''t work, we only have one choice." Sheng Yunyi bit her lip, "But Wan Tianqing''s company is in full swing, and I don''t know if she will choose us."


    Zhou Hechen slowly let out a breath: "No matter whether it is possible or not, he must give it a try."


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


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


    "He Chen, I''ll go to the car first." Sheng Yunyi had a wink. She smiled and left immediately.


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


    "Where is in Nancheng? Has the business been negotiated?" Mrs. Zhou asked lightly, "I have something more important to come back this weekend."


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


    "The Kang family in Gangcheng is interested in getting married to us. You and Sheng Yunyi are just engaged and can be terminated at any time." Mrs. Zhou said, "He Chen, you also know the current situation of the group. You can''t find a wife who has no help to you."


    In the past, Zhou Hechen would flatly refuse.


    But this time, he nodded in a silence: "I understand, mom, I will go back."


    "This is my mother''s good son." Mrs. Zhou smiled rare, "If the Kang family in Hongcheng joins forces with us, there will be no competitor in the entire southern region that can match."


    **


    The rain is getting heavier and heavier, and the sky is darker. From afar, you can see layers of lights lit up, illuminating the sky and the earth.


    At this moment, at the gate of Nancheng.


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


    This shadow is tall and holds a box in his hand.


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


    "I don''t come in person, when do you want to do the work?" the man said coldly, "It''s been half a month, and I haven''t seen Yan Tingyue''s people yet!"


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


    "I can''t wait anymore. Even if Yan Tingyue is not a direct junior of Xiaoyao King Yan Shunhua, she still has her surname Yan." The man threw away the box in his hand and said lightly, "Then her blood will definitely be able to open Xiaoyao King''s treasure box."


    "The last time all the people sent were sent were not back, so they must have been dealt with." The middle-aged man whispered, "And this is China after all, so we can''t make a big fight."


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


    The Global Center also rumored that Bureau 723 seems to have a unclear relationship with the Jidao Organization. The people in the Jidao Organization are simply a group of madmen, and they dare not even provoke them easily.


    Whether it is soft or hard, Yan Tingyue doesn’t eat anything, so what can they do?


    It is indeed fake to ask Yan Tingyue to perform Kunqu Opera at the Global Center. They accidentally got the treasure box left by Xiaoyao King and confirmed that they needed to use blood to open the first lock.


    So, they focused on Yan Tingyue.


    Of course, it would be a good thing to completely disappear from China.


    "If you want to get blood, you may not have to send someone out." The man smiled slightly, "The foolish people in China always think that three hundred years have passed and they are still the best in the world. In fact, there are many secrets in the world that they do not even have the qualifications to spy, and they will not know that there are countless things that exceed their imagination."


    The middle-aged man''s expression was shocked: "What do you mean..."


    The man did not speak, but sat down and closed his eyes.


    At the same time, the forest hut.


    At the dinner table, Yan Tingyue was smiling and taking the soup bowl from Yan Tingfeng''s hand, but her body shook and suddenly spit out a large mouthful of blood.


    There are scarlet reds all over the ground.


    See you tomorrow~~


    ??(This chapter ends)