Two young children are childhood sweethearts.

If the Lord of Yanmen is not dead, will she and Yanhui let it go naturally? They will become enviable lovers since childhood.

They will not hurt each other, nor will they frame each other.

He will spoil her.

Protect her.

She grew up in love with her all the way.

If she said she loved Xiao Changfeng so much, she actually didn't.

Although she is the eldest daughter of Wanping City and a legitimate little princess in the Nian family, her junior brothers prefer the kind-hearted Chu Yingge since childhood, and she does not like the domineering and arrogant her.

My father likes Chu Yingge, and my elder brother practices all year round, doesn’t often stay at home, and is too strict with her.

The childhood sweetheart Yan Hui turned against her again and always opposed her. There was no one around her who told her. Although Xue Lan had a good relationship with her, she was far away in Donglin Castle.

For a long time, Xiao Changfeng was the only one beside her.

Xiao Changfeng would play with her, laugh with her, cry with her, and become her best playmate.

He was her tree for a long time.

She treated him as a life-saving driftwood, but she didn't expect that she would be so tired that she was full of sorrow.

"A Jin, A Jin..." Nian Junyao called her a few times. Nian Jinshu woke up from the memories and asked blankly, "Brother?"

"You let go of the geese."

Nian Jinshu was stunned. She didn't know when she held Yan Hui's hand. Yan Hui was holding a chess piece and was looking at her deeply. Nian Jinshu complained in her heart. Has she liked Yan Hui's hand to the point where she would unknowingly catch him?

Will it not be delicious if you cook it?

Looking at Yan Hui's face at such a close distance always has a thrilling beauty.

This is a look that you will still feel amazing even if you watch it all your life.

Nian Jinshu let go of her hand in panic, feeling a layer of fire in her palm, which made her palm hot, and the heat climbed from her palm to her face, burning her pink.

Heart is like a deer hitting!

Those most regrettable emotions hidden deep in the sky suddenly appeared. It was the last scene in my mind when I died in my previous life. It was the scene of a child who was carrying her back and walking on the stars all the way home.

All love and hate in this world are always accompanied and cannot coexist, but it is difficult to deviate from.

Such a little old wound will always hurt deep in the heart, and it will be pretentious and ashamed to meet people.

"What are you thinking?" Yan asked.

She was absent-minded and too obvious.

"I miss you." Nian Jinshu's eyes revealed a little regret, "You have taken me to steal peaches, chased white geese, caught fireflies for me, and carried me home. I remember it."

That little time she deliberately forgot about is like aged wine, which becomes more fragrant as it gets buried.

It became the most beautiful picture before her death.

Who would have thought that she would still be alive and see Yan Hui again.

The black piece of Yan Hui fell on the chessboard and knocked down a good chess game. The black and white pieces jumped on the chessboard, becoming a endgame.

The sound was like dancing on the tip of a knife, painful and sad.

"You..." Yan Hui's voice was a little dull.

The two met affectionately, but they were speechless for a moment.

Nian Junyao asked, “Am I redundant?”

Yan Hui woke up from her trance and her emotions were completely restrained. Nian Jinshu lowered his head to cook tea and exchanged them a cup of hot tea. Nian Junyao looked at her pink ears and the corners of her lips curled slightly.

A good marriage from heaven?

I'm afraid it will come true!

Nian Jinshu was silent for a moment, and when he thought of Chu Yingge, he felt a sense of hatred in his heart, "Chu Yingge just cried so hard, begging father and Aunt Xue to marry you and serve me as a husband. Yan Hui brother, you are very lucky."
Chapter completed!