"What is this?" Zhuo Ye reached out and pushed the box curiously, but didn't push it! "Oh! So heavy, why did you still bring it yourself? You don't ask a servant to help you..."
Although Zhuo Ye does not think that the servant is inferior to the master and should be born to work hard for the master. But she always feels that it is a man's business to work hard when he is tired and heavy! Because men are stronger than women!
However, after saying that, Zhuo Ye grinned himself, as it seemed that Lian Qin's strength should not be smaller than that of a man...
Lian Qin didn't know what Zhuo Ye was thinking, and biting the apple while saying carelessly: "These are all my treasures, I'm not at ease to let those clumsy guys move."
"What the hell is it?" Zhuo Ye reached out and patted the lid of the box. His voice was quite dull, and it seemed that it was quite full inside...
At this time, Qiaoling came in with a teapot, filled a cup of hot tea for Zhuo Ye and Lian Qin, stared at the box on the chair, and then turned around and went out. Although she was very curious about putting it in it.
What is it, but she is a sensible girl after all, and she will not ask rashly.
"Wait, wait for me to finish..." Lian Qingaba chewed the apple...
Zhuo Ye smiled, and didn't urge Lian Qin. She has never been a frigid person.
Looking at Lian Qin, who was licking the apple juice on her fingers without any image, Zhuo Ye suddenly remembered that this girl seemed to have not washed her hands after she moved the box...
"I said, you just finished moving the box and didn't wash your hands, just grab the things to eat. Is it dirty? Don't lick it!" Zhuo Ye said with a lot of laughter and cry, pulling out the handkerchief from his sleeve and handing it over.
"I'm not clean and I'm not sick!" Lian Qin said indifferently. However, she still reached out to take the handkerchief handed over by Zhuo Ye.
When Zhuo Ye heard this, his body was shocked: "Where did you... hear this sentence?"
How could Lian Qin know this postmodern saying? If Zhuo Ye hadn't known that Lian Qin wouldn't understand some of the modern words that occasionally appeared on her and wouldn't recognize the modern items in her hand, Zhuo Ye might have thought
She also traveled through time...
But... the Lian family should have something to do with a time traveler, right? Otherwise, how could Lian Qin know this sentence? And how could Lian Xiao understand Arabic numerals?!
"What's wrong?" Lian Qin was puzzled why Zhuo Ye suddenly changed his face after hearing this casual words.
"Answer my question quickly!" Zhuo Ye said anxiously.
"Uh... what I see in the book... is there something wrong with this sentence?" Lian Qin looked at Zhuo Ye's urgent expression and couldn't help asking strangely.
"What book did you read?" Zhuo Ye asked afterwards.
Even Qin was not in a hurry to answer Zhuo Ye's question. She wiped the remaining apples in a few seconds. She rubbed Zhuo Ye's handkerchief and rubbed the juiced mouth and claws, took out a key from her sleeve, and bent it.
The lower body opened the lock on the box...
"Here, you can always find it if you flip through it here." Lian Qin lifted the lid of the box and said with a whisper.
Zhuo Ye looked down when he heard this, but saw that the wooden box was filled with boxes of books!
"This...what is this?" Zhuo Ye asked in confusion.
"Book!" Lian Qin said, grabbing the slightly warm tea and taking a big mouthful of it heroically.
Of course Zhuo Ye knew that this was a book, but why did Lian Qin send a bunch of books?
"For me?" Zhuo Ye asked in confusion.
"It's not for you! It's lent to you!" Lian Qin emphasized.
"What kind of book is this?" Zhuo Ye was even more puzzled. She didn't seem to have borrowed books from Lian Qin!
"Novel!" Lian Qin grinned.
"What did you ask me to look for here just now?" Zhuo Ye asked again.
"Look for what I just said! I saw it in these books. I don't remember any one, just read it yourself."
"This..." Zhuo Ye's heart moved and reached out to take out a book from the box. The cover reads: "The Lady of the City"? What is this? Ancient romance novels? Look at its author, Chenyang Jushi?
"Hey! I remember when I was in Cangbin City, didn't you ask me if I knew Xia Chen? Not long ago, I suddenly remembered that the real name of my favorite novelist, "Chenyang Layman", was called Xia Chen.
And!" Lian Qin paused for a moment and continued, "But... she may not be the person you are looking for...you can take a look first..."
Zhuo Ye's heart was already filled with storms. Ruolian Qin saw what he said just now from this book, then this "Chenyang layman" is Xia Chen... It should be the Xia Chen she was looking for.
Bar……
Lian Qin glanced at the hourglass on the short table, then slapped her head and shouted, "Ah! I have to leave! In the afternoon, my old man would take Lian Xiao and me to visit Zhou Shibo. He was late to go back again
It's time to jump off!" Lian Qin said, lifting her foot and walking out, and then muttering: "I guess we will give the third master of the Zhou family, the fifth lady, and the more close it, my father really has it.
Leisure..."
"Hey! I said...that Xia Chen..." Zhuo Ye stood up and wanted to ask a few questions about Xia Chen, but after hearing Lian Qin's words clearly, she suddenly stopped talking again. Although she was very eager to know
It was her "membersman" matter, but General Lian asked Lian Qin to go back for something, so she couldn't speak up and keep her again.
"Ah! By the way!" Lian Qin walked to the door, suddenly turned around and instructed: "About 'Mr. Chenyang', I will talk to you in detail when I have time. Also, those books, please wait.
Look slowly, I'm not in a hurry, but be careful when you look through it. These are the early batches I have printed in. Several of them are out of print." After that, I didn't wait for Zhuo Ye to reply
, and left in a hurry...
Zhuo Ye sat back on the chair, churning books in the wooden box one by one: "The Legend of the Jade Flute Warrior", "The Little Demon of Peach Blossoms", "The Fate of Fireflies", "The Green Zi Jin, My Heart", "The Lady's Show"
Can't mess with you"...
From "traditional martial arts" to "fantasy fairy tale" to "ancient romance"...
Huh! All-round! There are all kinds of people!
Zhuo Ye picked up a copy of "The Women's Prime Minister" and started reading...
This book tells the story of a very talented lady who disguised herself as a man and entered the court.
The words are flexible and rich, and the description is delicate and emotional. The writing techniques do have the shadow of modern literature. The plots involving political affairs are designed very rigorous and reasonable. The emotional drama is written in a heart-wrenching and touching way...
It can be seen that Xia Chen is a very meticulous person and has a very good writing skills!
Just as the story itself is, in the 21st century, the era of text explosion, it was not too novel, but in this time and space, it is definitely a rare and excellent product!
Zhuo Ye was very excited. It seemed that this "Chenyang layman" was probably the "membersman" she was looking for!