Yan Xiaoyu was gagged and dragged down silently. She was furious. These slaves, no wonder Xiao Ninglan likes to kill people. She has the idea of killing people now.
After being dragged to a dark corner, the guard let go. Yan Xiaoyu jumped up. She put her hands on her hips and glared at the guard, "You dare to bully your aunt, do you know who I am?"
A cold word sounded from behind her, which almost made her skin crawl. "You are just a liar!"
She turned around and looked at the source of the sound, and then saw a young woman. The woman was slender and her appearance looked very familiar. She took a few steps closer and almost jumped up in fright. This woman actually looked exactly like her.
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She stretched out her hand to touch her cheek, wondering if she had seen a ghost. The woman squinted her eyes and smiled, "Why, you have been pretending to be me for so many years, do you really think that you are the third young lady of the Yan family?"
Yan Xiaoyu trembled, and kept retreating. Her thoughts reversed, and the time went back to when she traveled here four years ago.
It was also a summer, and she was just a junior high school student. During the summer camp, she was separated from her classmates. Then, while searching for her classmates alone, she met a gangster. While fighting and struggling with the gangster, she grabbed the gangster's pistol and faced him.
A large truck drove up and the incandescent lights illuminated her, making her unable to open her eyes. When she woke up, she was already in this strange era.
Yan Xiaoyu was walking alone on the streets of Xiliang. She was dressed in student sportswear and attracted a lot of attention. She was walking in a lonely manner.
Everyone here looked at her strangely, and she felt uncomfortable all over. After wandering on the street for two days, she finally understood that she had traveled through time, and to a dynasty that was not recorded in history.
There was a steamed bun seller on the street. She swallowed so hungry that she walked closer to the stall selling steamed buns. She pitifully handed out a tail ring on her little finger, "Uncle, with this little money, I can buy a few steamed buns."
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The man who bought the steamed buns glanced at her and saw her disheveled hair and nondescript appearance. He snorted coldly, "Three!"
"Oh!" Yan Xiaoyu handed over the tail ring, holding three full heads and chewing on them on the street, while whispers came from around.
"Look, who is this person? What is he wearing?"
"Monster, her hair is actually maroon..."
"Look what she is carrying on her shoulders, and there are two straps..."
Yan Xiaoyu chewed her head and looked down at her clothes. When she walked to a clothing store, she hesitantly took off the earrings from her ears. They were also made of silver, but they were definitely not enough to change her clothes, because one ring was only enough.
Change three steamed buns.
She really has no idea about the currency here.
When she walked into the store pitifully, the store owner saw that she was dressed strangely and immediately enthusiastically recommended all kinds of clothes to her.
She looked at the boss with a red face, "I only have this little money, do you think you can give me the cheapest set of clothes?"
The boss looked at the well-made earrings in her hand and his eyes widened. He grabbed the earrings in her hand and said, "Little sister, your earrings are so beautiful. Where were they made?"
Yan Xiaoyu shook her head in embarrassment, "Can you change me into a pair of cheap clothes? This is silver, sterling silver..."
The enchanting female boss nodded, "Girl, your little money is enough to buy more than ten beautiful clothes, not to mention such well-made white fungus needles. You can choose whatever you like..."
Yan Xiaoyu's eyes widened, what about her tail ring?
So she was sure that she was slaughtered, one tail ring and three steamed buns...
After choosing two outfits, she looked at the shop owner coquettishly. The female boss could see what she needed at a glance, and immediately took out some broken silver and copper plates from her arms, "Little sister, if you have anything weird in the future, I will definitely
If you want to come to me, I will buy it at a high price!"
Yan Xiaoyu nodded, her tail ring had been replaced by steamed buns.
I stayed in an inn nearby, combed my hair in a simple braid of this era, got to know some of the local customs, walked on the streets every day, and gradually became a local snake here.
One day, she took a group of unemployed little beggars to find an old man selling steamed buns. She followed the example on TV, stepped on the bench, and said angrily, "Damn old man, give me back my ring!"
The old man shook his head, how could he still remember the time he tricked Yan Xiaoyu into a steamed bun?
Yan Xiaoyu kicked over the bench, and the little beggar next to him kept shouting, "Hit him, hit him, hit him!"
Yan Xiaoyu raised her ring finger and looked at the old man arrogantly, "I'll give you another chance, will you hand over something?"
The old man was so frightened that he almost knelt down. At this moment, the hero in the novel who fought against injustice appeared. The second son of the Yan family appeared on the street and slapped Yan Xiaoyu on the head. "Damn girl, you don't learn well every day, and you are actually outside."
Bullying a lonely old man?”
Yan Xiaoyu stroked her sore head and looked at the second young master Yan in disbelief. The second young master Yan glared at her, "Why, you have been away from home for a year and you don't know me anymore?"
Yan Xiaoyu looked at him innocently, "Sir, you have recognized the wrong person! I am not your sister!"
Second Master Yan snorted coldly, "You are not my sister, then who are you?"
Yan Xiaoyu was slightly stunned and announced her name, "My name is Yan Xiaoyu!"
The servant next to Mr. Yan laughed and said, "Third Miss, please stop making trouble. You have been away from home for a year, and the master is so worried that he is sick. The second young master is also looking for you all over the world. God has paid off, and today we finally have a good time."
I found you, you still love to bully people as before..."
Yan Xiaoyu had trouble saying that she was not his sister, and she did not bully anyone.
Second Young Master Yan looked at her steadily and said coldly, "Stop making trouble, dad is still waiting for us to come back!"
"I'm not making trouble, I'm really not your sister! If you don't believe me, just ask them..." Yan Xiaoyu looked at him seriously and pointed at the little beggar next to her.
The leader of the little beggars stepped forward, looked at Mr. Yan and said, "Sister Xiaoyu broke her head, so she can't remember the past. Mr. you must recognize it clearly!"
Yan Xiaoyu stamped her feet anxiously, and he broke his head. She just said that she broke her head to deal with them and avoid them asking questions. Now, she couldn't explain it even more clearly.