"Ye Zifeng, what do I ask you? Have you prepared my present?"
Everyone looked back and saw a young woman wearing a light green gown, with white teeth and red lips, her features were picturesque.
It's so beautiful!
But at this moment, she pressed her white teeth against her thin lips, and glared at Ye Zifeng angrily, her eyes seemed to shoot sparks.
"Yue'er, come with me..."
Zhong Yun's complexion changed slightly, she hurried forward and pulled the beautiful woman aside.
"You look good, aren't you refining alchemy in the basement of Fengni Academy, what are you doing at home
"Mother, you're still talking about me. Ye Zifeng came back, and you didn't tell me. I only found out after asking someone to inquire about it."
Zhong Yun sighed helplessly and shook her head: "What can I do? If I tell you, do you still have the heart to practice alchemy in the academy?"
She said before that she was afraid that Ye Chengfeng would be seized power, but in fact it was only one aspect, what she was most worried about was letting her daughter meet Ye Zifeng.
And the other side.
Ye Zifeng was taken aback for a moment, then frowned: "Yue'er?"
He turned his head and looked at Ah Si: "Ah Si, who is she?"
Even the memories of that trash Ye Zifeng had no impression of this woman at all.
Ah Si hadn't had time to speak yet.
The woman named Yue'er was stunned, and immediately took a few steps forward, staring at Ye Zifeng.
She pursed her lips: "Ye Zifeng, have you forgotten about me?"
Ye Zifeng replied with some doubts: "You are? Sorry, I really don't remember..."
"What… "
The young woman was stunned for a moment, her face flushed, she was obviously excited: "I am Wanyue, Ye Wanyue! When I was young, brother Chengfeng, you and I played together for a month. "
"A childhood sweetheart, um..."
Ye Zifeng closed his eyes, trying hard to find some clues from the memories of the past.
However, even if he remembered Ye Chengfeng, he didn't have any impression of this person named Ye Wanyue, not even the slightest fragment of memory.
"But, I really can't remember."
He sighed helplessly and shrugged.
If possible, he also wanted to remember that what happened to him in his family before might help his current situation.
"You..." Ye Wanyue's pretty face froze, she took a step back, and looked at Ye Zifeng with complicated eyes.
Right now.
A deep and deep voice sounded from behind her.
The person who spoke was Ye Jiudao.
"Enough, Wanyue."
"Daddy..."
Ye Jiudao waved his hand, and said with a straight face: "Wan Yue, you escaped from the academy, and I will not pursue it. However, today is a dust-cleaning feast for my nephew Zifeng, so don't be ruined by you." gone."
"I… "
Ye Wanyue tugged at the corner of her clothes, her beautiful eyes wandered, she still seemed a little unwilling.
"Come here, show Wanyue a seat."
Ye Jiudao gave the people around him a wink, and they already knew it, and quickly moved a chair out of the back room.
"Miss Yue, please take a seat." A servant surnamed Du said with a smile.
"Wait... I don't need your help, I will choose the location myself."
Ye Wanyue's pretty face showed slight anger, she carried the chair herself, with a flash of light in her eyes, she directly took it to the opposite side of Ye Zifeng, and put it down heavily.
She actually chose to sit facing Ye Zifeng.
The servant surnamed Du was dumbfounded and stared blankly at the Patriarch.
"Ye Zifeng, I'll just sit here...you don't mind."
Ye Zifeng froze for a moment, then smiled.
"It's okay, the guest can do as he pleases."
Zhong Yun saw her daughter's aggressive appearance, she didn't even give Ye Zifeng any face, compared to Ye Zifeng's indifference, she was a bit unreasonable, even she couldn't see it.
She beckoned helplessly: "Yue'er, what are you messing around with, listen to your father, listen to me, come and sit beside me."
"don't want!"
Ye Wanyue shook her head stubbornly: "This place is spacious, comfortable, and well ventilated. Also, who told him not to prepare a gift for me, forgetting my existence, so I will just sit here."
"Wan Yue, you..."
In a panic, Ye Jiudao raised his palm high.
"Master, don't do it." Zhong Yun's expression changed, and she quickly stood in front of her daughter.
If it was an outsider, Ye Jiudao would have slapped her already, but since Ye Wanyue is his own flesh and blood, he would be reluctant to part with it.
"Hmph, that's all, nephew Zifeng is here today, so it's inconvenient to do anything. Also, look, my daughter is like this, she's been spoiled by you!" Ye Jiudao put on a serious face, and then put down his hands.
Afterwards, he turned his head away, took a few deep breaths, and after calming down, he looked at Ye Zifeng with a pleasant face.
"Nephew Zifeng, don't worry about these things. Today is the first time you have come to our Starfall City after you have grown up. Try the spiritual banquet here. Is it different from the one in Leizhou City? Come on, let's do this together." Drink the spiritual wine from Mount Eternal!"
Ye Zifeng smiled slightly, stood up, and faced Ye Jiudao.
"Thank you Uncle Ye, Zifeng is the first to do it first!"
Immediately, he drank the full cup of high-grade spirit wine in one gulp!
"Hahaha, good! Nephew Zifeng, you're so refreshing! Ah Si, what are you doing in a daze, keep filling him up."
"Yes Yes… "
Ah Si smiled apologetically, stroked his sleeves, and quickly poured Ye Zifeng a new glass of spiritual wine.
"Nephew Zifeng, since you can drink so much, don't be restrained and polite. Tonight, if you don't get drunk, you won't go home!"
The sound of wine glasses colliding could be heard endlessly.
Everyone was officially started, picking up the spirit vegetables, talking and laughing.
During this process, Ye Zifeng inadvertently looked in Ye Wanyue's direction.
But she just lowered her head and picked up the vegetables by herself, occasionally raised her head to glance at herself, and then looked away immediately.
Gradually, after drinking for three rounds.
Ye Zifeng's vision gradually blurred as the alcohol surged up...
…
I don't know how long it has been.
Ye Zifeng opened his sleepy eyes again, the surroundings were completely dark.
"It's been a long time, and I haven't been so drunk. The spirit wine from Starfall City seems to have enough stamina."
He tried his best to let his eyes get used to the darkness, and then he looked up intently.
I saw that the style of the ceiling was exactly the layout of the rooms in Hanxiang's small courtyard.
Obviously, he has now been moved back to his residence.
He touched his head, and it still seemed a little swollen.
However, the next moment.
There was a fierce look in his eyes, and with the fastest speed, he pulled out the Purple Lightning Flying Sword from the pillow, turned over in the air, and hit a black figure beside the table.
With a "bang", the sword qi clashed, and the roar continued.
"Ye Zifeng, stop!"
There was a coquettish voice, a woman's voice.
Ye Zifeng's Purple Lightning Flying Sword stopped in the air, and did not continue to stab.
"Say! Who are you?"
As he spoke, a bloody flame lit up his fingertips.
Under the swaying firelight, Ye Zifeng looked over intently.
"What? You are... Ye Wanyue?"
I saw her celestial appearance without appearance, as beautiful as a crown of jade, her red lips opening and closing, if you look closely, it really has a special flavor.
"That's right, since you know, why don't you put down the sword for me?!" Ye Wanyue replied aggressively, and aimed her gaze in the direction of the purple lightning flying sword.
"Ye Zifeng, did you hear that, do you still think this is the home of the Ye family, and you dare to point your sword at me like this?"
"Okay, then, I'll let you go first." Ye Zifeng stared at her, after a while, only heard a "clang".
He finally put the sword back into the scabbard.
"Miss Wanyue, do you have something urgent to tell me about your late-night visit?"
The voice just fell.
There was a sound of "whoosh".
But he saw a sharp black iron rapier already resting on Ye Zifeng's neck.
A look of astonishment flashed across Ye Zifeng's eyes: "You..."
"hehe… "
Ye Wanyue sneered, and turned the rapier in her hand, the cold feeling penetrated deep into the bone marrow.
"Ye Zifeng, after so many years, you actually forgot about me? Just now, at the dust-cleaning banquet given to you by my father, you toasted all the other guests, but you didn't toast me. , You didn’t prepare any gifts for me before, do you like to ignore me and trample on my dignity so much?”
Ye Zifeng frowned slightly: "Miss Wanyue..."
"Oh, yes, and your name! Miss Wanyue, it's too unfamiliar and ridiculous, I'm about the same age as you, only a few days younger, why don't you call me Wanyue?"
Ye Wanyue stared closely at Ye Zifeng, in her beautiful eyes, there was an incomparably complex meaning.
"Wan Yue..."
Ye Zifeng looked at her, and gradually read some of her thoughts from her eyes.
Ye Wanyue had a bitter smile on her face: "You may have forgotten, but I still remember it clearly. Do you still have any memory of this thing?"
With one hand, she tremblingly took out a ring made of grass rings from her bosom.
"This is… "
Ye Zifeng carefully looked at the Caohuan ring, feeling a little dazed.
"Sure enough, you have no memory at all. In the end, I was the only one thinking about it."
Ye Wanyue looked dull, she shook her head with a wry smile, and continued.
"This is the grass ring you gave me when I was young, and it is a symbol that you will marry me when you grow up."
"What?"
Ye Zifeng was on the spot in astonishment, he didn't expect that waste Ye Zifeng to have made such an agreement with someone, but why he didn't have the slightest impression.
That's not to mention, every time I think about that experience, there is a faint tingling pain, as if my instinct is repelling myself to recall this memory.
Having said that, it was obviously just a promise in childhood, why did Ye Wanyue always take it to heart.
Isn't she childish like this
Just when he was stunned, he heard Ye Wanyue continue talking.
"Ye Zifeng, you lost your mind just now, do you think I'm childish?"
"I… "
"Hehe, it seems to be right. But Ye Zifeng, can you understand? If I didn't have this kind of thinking, I wouldn't have devoted myself to practicing alchemy. In order to let you get rid of your useless physique, I have been working hard until now. …”