bayedsolid Chapter 392 Are You My Ancestor?
Chapter 392 Are You My Ancestor?
Yao Jia quickly bent down to pick it up, and Nangong Xiu Lan also quickly squatted down, and their hands touched the jade hairpin almost at the same time.
Each person picked up a piece.
"I'm sorry, I didn't hold it firmly." Yao Jia apologized quickly.
Nangong Xiu Lan said it was okay, but his face was full of regret.
Seeing how much he treasured the hairpin, Yao Jia couldn't help but feel jealous, "Did the girl give it to you?"
"Yeah." Nangong Xiu Lan nodded.
Yao Jia was filled with mixed feelings.
I know that Nangong Xiu Lan must have had admirers in the past, but when I saw with my own eyes that he treasured such a gift from a woman, I couldn't help but feel a little sad.
He deliberately put on a stern face and pretended to be indifferent and asked: "Hey, which girl is so unlucky that you cherish her so much?"
Nangong Xiulan chuckled, looking at her with a teasing look in his eyes, "It's far away in the sky, but it's also close at hand."
Yao Jia blinked and pointed at herself, "Me?"
"if not?"
There was a hint of tenderness and teasing in Nangong Xiu Lan's words, which made Yao Jia stunned for a moment.
Looking at the bookmark in his hand again, he realized that the dog-crawling handwriting was exactly the handwriting he used before he imitated him.
A smile gradually appeared on the corner of her mouth, and the sourness in her heart was instantly replaced by sweetness.
Then he asked curiously, "Why don't I remember giving you this? And this hairpin is so ordinary."
"This is the first gift you gave me. I have kept it like a treasure and was reluctant to wear it. I didn't expect that you would be my gain and my loss."
Yao Jia understood, and then she remembered that she followed him back to Kyoto at the age of thirteen. At that time, she didn't know that he was her legal husband.
Seeing that he had taken good care of her along the way, she took her pocket money and bought this at the largest jewelry store in Kyoto to thank him.
Considering that more than ten years have passed from the previous life to the present, it is no wonder that I would have forgotten.
But after giving it to him, she never saw him wear it, and she thought he didn't like it. Who would have thought that he had kept the hairpin and her confession in the most secret place and kept it carefully.
At that time, the shopkeeper boasted, "Little girl, are you giving it to your sweetheart? This 'Yuheng' is the only one of its kind, and it is very practical for expressing your love. When you give it as a gift, remember to put a poem inside, and the effect will be surprisingly good."
It seems that the shopkeeper's words really worked.
Yuheng?
A deep voice echoed in my mind.
"This hairpin is called Yuheng and belongs to me."
The hairpin on Nanshan's head seems to be called "Yuheng".
Could it be the same model?
No, she often went to the jewelry store later on and knew that they were honest and trustworthy. If they said there was only one piece, then there must be only one.
"Looks like I have to ask Xi Yan to help me fix this hairpin."
As Nangong Xiu Lan spoke, he took the half-broken hairpin from Yao Jia's hand and put it into the brocade box. When he tried to take the bookmark from Yao Jia's hand, he found that she was staring at him in a daze.
"Yao Yao, what's wrong?"
Yao Jia didn't answer, but raised her hand inexplicably to cover the upper half of his face.
For a moment, my head was buzzing.
Why are the lower halves of their faces so similar?
Could it be that Mr. Nanshan is Xiu Lan’s father?
As soon as this thought came to her mind, she shuddered all over.
Impossible, absolutely impossible.
But why? Why are they so similar?
Yao Jia stood up quickly and ran to the cafeteria.
Those people were teasing Xingxing who was sitting in the baby chair.
When Xingxing saw Yaojia coming in, she waved her chubby arms and shouted, "Mom, hug me."
Yao Jia walked forward, took her out of the baby chair, and looked at the few people.
"Has anyone seen Mr. Nanshan's true appearance?"
Those people looked at each other, only Gu Xiyan seemed to be hesitant to speak.
"Sanlang, you've seen his face, right?"
Gu Xiyan was speechless and could only nod.
"Does he look a lot like Xiu Lan?" Yao Jia asked immediately.
Gu Xiyan continued to nod. He couldn't say anything, but he looked at Yao Jia with burning eyes, encouraging her to continue asking.
"Is he... is he Xiu Lan's father?"
Gu Xiyan: "??!!!"
The head shook like a rattle.
Yao Jia suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. As long as there was no difference in generation, it was good. After all, such a passionate thing happened between them in her dream.
So who is he and where is he?
During this period, Xiao Fengyi also sent people to look for Nanshan's whereabouts, but to no avail.
Yaojia couldn't resist the desire to know his identity.
peach!
Yes, those out-of-season peaches.
Could it be!
He handed the star to Bai Huahua and ran out in a hurry.
"Crazy girl, where are you going?" Ye Sinan chased after her.
Several people from Huaichuan followed closely behind.
"You guys eat your food. I suddenly remembered something important... I have to go check it out right away..."
As he spoke, he disappeared from everyone's sight.
Ye Sinan wanted to chase after him, but Gu Xiyan held him back.
"Her martial arts skills are better than ours now, don't worry."
Ye Sinan turned around and looked at him, "Do you know something? What does Nanshan look like?"
After Ye Sinan asked this, everyone looked at Gu Xiyan.
Gu Xiyan really wanted to speak, but couldn't. Just when he was at a loss, Nangong Xiu Lan happened to come over.
He pushed Nangong Xiu Lan in front of everyone, pointed at his face, and gestured to everyone that this was what Nanshan looked like.
Several people were shocked. They didn't expect Nanshan to be so handsome.
Bai Huahua coaxed Xingxing, who was crying and looking for her mother, in her arms, and said in a sarcastic tone: "No wonder you ran so fast, it seems you were going to see a beauty. It's true that flowers at home are not as fragrant as wild flowers, a wife is not as good as a concubine, and a concubine is not as good as a secret lover. I don't agree with Nanshan entering the house! Xingxing, don't cry, maybe your mother will come back and bring you a father."
After saying that, he angrily hugged Xingxing and went to eat.
Yao Jia, on her side, had already ridden her horse fast towards the Spirit Gathering Platform.
In Nangong Yunrong’s tomb, find the exit that you and Gu Xiyan slipped out from.
But the walls there are smooth, and you will slide out once you go in.
Yao Jia: “…”
what's the situation?
compass!
The compass left to her by her ancestor Yunrong is the key to entering the secret realm.
I was so anxious that I forgot everything.
He took out the ancient compass from around his neck and moved the compass needle to the designated position according to the instructions in the note.
As the compass needle slowly turned, a subtle power fluctuation seemed to spread in the air, and the surrounding scene began to become blurred and distorted.
Suddenly, the space before my eyes seemed to be torn apart, and a soft light shone through it.
Petals of peach blossoms float out from the soft light.
Yao Jia followed the light and stepped in, and what she saw was the familiar peach forest.
In the peach forest, the peach blossoms are still in full bloom, as if time has stopped here.
Yao Jia shuttled through the sea of flowers, looking for the white figure from time to time.
Finally we arrived at the depths of the most secluded peach forest, where there were still a few simple huts.
Only the door of one of the huts was slightly closed.
Yao Jia took a deep breath and gently pushed the door open.
The furnishings in the house are simple, yet exude an air of elegance.
There was no one in the room, but on the desk there was a pile of books, a mask, and a hand-drawn map.
But when she saw something next to the pen holder, Yao Jia's pupils shrank quickly.
How come he has this too?
"Bang" something heavy fell to the ground behind her, and a pink peach rolled to Yao Jia's feet.
Yao Jia turned around abruptly and saw a man standing at the door. He was wearing a plain white robe and his silver hair was tied up with a simple white jade hairpin.
But that face, without any mask, had the same handsome features as Nangong Xiu Lan, but with a little more age.
Nanshan was obviously startled by Yaojia's sudden intrusion. He hurriedly covered his face with his sleeves, squatted down, and picked up the peaches scattered on the ground.
Yao Jia also bent down, picked up the peaches at her feet, walked over, and put them in the basket next to him.
Nanshan raised his eyes and met her inquiring gaze. He was frightened and quickly looked away.
"You...why are you here?"
Yao Jia stared at his profile. Although she was mentally prepared, she never thought that he would look almost the same as Nangong Xiu Lan.
"Shouldn't I be the one asking you this? Who are you? Why did you enter the secret realm left by Yunrong's ancestors?"
She paused, and her expression suddenly became strange.
"You...are not one of my ancestors, are you?"
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