Seeing her face, Xi Jian Liying's heart beat faster.
Her face is very similar to Qian Xiao's, but it is more beautiful than Qian Xiao's face.
The eyes are bigger, the nose is straighter, and the corners of the lips are more charming.
Feng Qianxiao's face was already a stunning beauty, but the woman in front of her, who looked similar to Feng Qianxiao but not exactly like her, was so beautiful that it made people's hearts flutter to a standstill.
He is as good as his mother, Queen Ruoying.
While thinking about it, a voice with a faint accent and a low smile said: "Yanran, what new varieties have you come up with?"
Yanran? Xijian Liying felt that this voice was particularly familiar.
Taking another closer look, there was already a man standing next to the woman named Yanran.
The man was wearing a black and yellow python robe, and he was looking at the woman with a look of endearment in his eyes.
That man's face is actually my own face?
Xijian Liying's eyes flashed, and she turned back to look at the woman.
Could it be that the man and woman in front of him were his and Qian Xiao's previous life?
Seeing the question in his eyes, the woman nodded slightly, indicating that his guess was correct.
He sighed slightly, and his eyes fell on the man and woman again.
Feng Qianxiao had already picked a flower from the flower bush, and that flower was exactly the seven-color flower that Xijian Liying wanted to pick just now.
At this moment, Feng Qianxiao put the flower in Xijian Liying's hand and looked at him as if she was offering a treasure: "This is the flower I have been raising for a long time."
"The wet nurse said that the petals it blooms in seven colors are auspicious for us in the heaven."
"In the future, we will definitely be able to be as harmonious and loving as these colorful flowers!"
Xi Jian Liying's eyes were full of soft and irreducible affection.
"Yanran, don't worry, after we get married, we will be like this seven-color flower, happy forever, and set an example for all the gods in the fairy world."