Without practicing the Hehuan skill, the crazy leader has infinite charm

Yao Jia sat at the table.

The word "囍" in dazzling red was lying quietly on the table in front of Yao Jia.

Yao Jia closed her eyes.

In her previous life, after escaping from Kyoto, there was an ambush in the south, and she could not go back. She had to take Sanlang all the way north, wanting to go to Yunwu.

There is the last trump card her mother left for her - Lingyun Palace.

But he was ambushed all the way.

Yao Jia protected Sanlang and would rather get injured herself than let him get even a scratch. The number of shadow guards around him became fewer and fewer, and finally only three or five were left.

Later, even those three or five people were gone. Yao Jia began to despair. She really, really didn't want to die. She still had a chance. As long as she reached Yunwu, she wouldn't have to fear anything.

She was unwilling to give up! She was only one step away, just one step away, and she would be second to none and above ten thousand people!

She could protect the people she wanted to protect, why! Why did fate play such a big joke on her!

Nothing left! Shuanghua was dead, Xiulan was missing, and Uncle Lin was still alive or dead. She stood in the snow, looking at the corpses on the ground and shouting in despair.

"Come on! I'm right here, come out!"

"come kill me!"

"come kill me!"

"I'm not afraid of you! I'm not afraid!"

……

Sanlang ran over from a distance, hugged her tightly, and said in a trembling voice, "Yaoyao, don't be afraid, don't be afraid... There is no one here... No one will come again... Don't be afraid... I'm here..."

He comforted her again and again, kissed her tears that kept flowing, and licked the wound on her neck caused by the sword.

"Yaoyao, can we be an ordinary couple? Don't think about everything in Kyoto. Don't want power, status, or other people. Just you and me, okay?"

Just you and me!

Yes! He is the only one left! Yao Jia only has him!

Yaojia went crazy again and woke up in an unknown mountain. Sanlang said they had lived there for more than a month.

Sanlang refused to let her go down the mountain, saying that there were soldiers and officers everywhere trying to capture her.

Yes! Traitors must be caught and torn into pieces.

Just a few days later, Sanlang went down the mountain and brought back many things for the wedding.

"Yaoyao promised me that she would be an ordinary couple with me, right?"

Yes! She remembered she had promised.

The wedding was very simple, with two simple red wedding dresses, a pair of dragon and phoenix candles, and a few big red wedding characters.

Sanlang is really good-looking! Such a simple style, but he looks so elegant and graceful. He was born to wear such beautiful colors.

He tied Yao Jia's hair, drew her eyebrows, and put flowers in her hair in front of the mirror.

Sanlang placed dragon and phoenix candles, and she scrambled to paste big red wedding characters, a pair of the biggest ones on the door, and a pair of smaller ones on the window.

They worshipped in the hall under the falling snow. As soon as they bowed to heaven and earth, Sanlang couldn't wait to carry her inside.

That was a really happy day!

Sanlang seemed tireless, asking her to call him husband all the time and to promise that he would be her only husband in her life.

When she woke up, it was already late at night. Sanlang helped her change clothes, but she was still wearing the wedding dress. She looked at him in confusion, and he smiled, "We haven't drunk the wedding wine yet. Besides, the bride needs to wear the wedding dress for three days before she gets married."

Although she had a husband, she had never been married, so naturally she didn't know there was such a rule. She smiled sweetly and took the wine from his hand.

But Saburo hesitated.

I don't know why he hesitated at that time, but now I think it was premeditated. This man is very scheming and has been lurking by her side for four years.

She never suspected that he would betray her.

Who is he?

"Sanlang, you are really cruel. Even if I die, I will not rest in peace!"

The plum blossom charcoal in the charcoal basin suddenly exploded and sparked.

Yao Jia's thoughts came back instantly, his gaze fell on the red again, a surprised smile broke out on his face, he raised his hand, crumpled the word "囍" into a ball, and threw it into the brazier.

The flame passed through the paper and quickly ignited the piece of paper. The flame grew bigger and bigger under Yao Jia's gaze, and finally turned into ashes.

Outside the window, the three people were still busy in the yard. Thanks to Yao Jia, the purple bamboo forest was completely new this year, and the atmosphere of the New Year was everywhere.

Hundreds of red lanterns of varying sizes were hung all over the yard, with red "Fu" characters pasted all the way outside the bamboo forest. Inside the house were all kinds of ornaments, including red pomegranate flowers, money trees tied with red silk, and several pots of daffodils that Yao Jia got off the car halfway and insisted on buying.

In the blink of an eye, New Year's Eve is here.

Early in the morning, Yao Jia was awakened by a series of banging sounds. She sat up yawning, and after listening carefully, she realized that the sound came from the kitchen.

After tidying up briefly, he went to the kitchen and saw Mingjue standing at the table wearing an apron, holding a semicircular kitchen knife and stomping quickly on a piece of meat on the chopping board.

On one side of the chopping board are several washed vegetables.

Below was Langyue, washing some pickled cabbage in clean water.

"What are you two doing?"

Mingjue didn't even raise his head, "Make the stuffing! Make dumplings!"

Lang Yue smiled sweetly at her and explained, "We have to eat dumplings on New Year's Eve."

Yao Jia naturally knew that people had to eat dumplings on New Year’s Eve, but it was her first time to see people making dumpling fillings and making dumplings. After all, the dumplings she ate in the past were made by the servants.

Curiosity and excitement were in his eyes. "I want to help too!" After looking around, he asked, "What do you want me to do?"

Lang Yue smiled and said, "Leave these rough jobs to us. Yaoyao should just go and take a rest!"

Yaojia disagreed. Making dumplings is very interesting. "Oh, just let me help."

Lang Yue smiled without saying anything, knowing that Yao Jia grew up in a wealthy family and had never done any housework. The most strenuous thing she had done was learning martial arts and practicing swordsmanship.

"Can you roll out dough?" Mingjue asked suddenly.

"No." Yao Jia answered honestly.

"Then can you wrap it?"

“Even though I don’t know how to do it, I can learn!”

"What do you want to learn, Junior Sister? I can teach you."

As they were talking, Huaichuan jumped in with a cleaned fish in his hand and said to Yaojia with a smile, "You slept until noon, you need to do some work to make up for it."

Yao Jia looked at Huai Chuan who suddenly appeared, with a surprised look on her face, "Why are you here again?"

Huaichuan put the cleaned black fish on the table, crossed his arms, and teased Mingjue, "Mingjue, look at her, she has only been here for a short time, but she already treats your bamboo forest as her home. Why did she come here again?"

He turned around and looked at Yao Jia with a smile on his face, "I spend the New Year with Senior Brother Mingjue every year. Why are you here this year and you don't allow me, your senior brother, to come?"

Yao Jia was speechless for a while. Huaichuan really talked a lot.

Mingjue put the chopped meat into the basin and said to Huaichuan, "Okay, stop teasing Yaoyao. Now that the fish has been processed, the table is left to you."

As he said this, he took another apron from the shelf and handed it to Huaichuan.

While Huaichuan was tying his apron, he said to Yaojia, "Junior sister, you are in for a treat tonight. I will cook you a special dish of the black fish I just caught."

Compared to Huaichuan's specialty, Yaojia was more looking forward to the dumpling-making session, but still showed an expectant expression to Huaichuan, "Really? Thank you for your hard work, Senior Brother!"

Yao Jia was already pretty, and with that innocent look on her face, Huaichuan was dazzled by her and couldn't take his eyes off her.

With the basic qualities of a shadow guard, he quickly turned his head back to the chopping board, picked up the kitchen knife, pursed his lips, and sliced ​​the black fish.

Yao Jia was completely unaware that she had already seduced an innocent shadow guard, and she still stood beside Huaichuan and praised him heartlessly.

"Wow! Senior brother is not only good at swordsmanship, but also has superb knife skills."

These words really come from the heart. The red and white fish meat is sliced ​​into almost transparent slices by Huaichuan's skillful knife skills and stacked neatly in the bowl.

As Yao Jia watched, her expression changed.

The horrifying scene from his previous life appeared in his mind. Huaichuan was holding a delicate scimitar in his hand, executing an assassin who had assassinated Yao Jia by slow slicing.

Yao Jia shuddered with fear and could not move.

Huaichuan had his back to her and could not see the expression on her face. He listened to Yaojia's words without any emotion, but his heart was already in turmoil. His eyelashes trembled slightly and his ears turned slightly red.

Mingjue frowned and looked at the two of them, coughed lightly, and asked Yaojia, "Do you want to make more dumplings?"