My Lord, my wife said she doesn't have time to talk to you.

Huaying carried the things home and put them in the kitchen, then returned to the room and fell on the bed. Oh my God, I have just adapted to my new life since traveling through time, and now a Prime Minister shows up to claim his relatives. I am really overwhelmed.

Suddenly thinking of something, Huaying jumped out of bed and walked to the closet, opened the closet and took out the goose yellow dress at the bottom layer. The material was indeed top-quality brocade. No wonder she found that her skin was whiter and cleaner than other girls when she took a bath for the first time. It turned out that the original owner was the eldest daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Huaying fell on the soft bed again holding her clothes. In fact, she quite liked her current life. It was free and easy, and making money was like killing monsters and leveling up little by little, which gave her a great sense of accomplishment.

He got up again and went to the yard to sit on the bamboo bench. The flowers and trees under the window and in the yard were growing lushly, and the white gravel road was washed clean by Fu Shiyan with water every day.

The roses climbing up the fence were in full bloom, the flowers swaying in the wind, and the bamboo curtains rolled up around the kitchen were also swaying in the wind, as if inviting her to cook delicious food.

The bamboo at the door has grown taller than the door, and many small bamboos have grown underneath. They are greedily absorbing nutrients and growing vigorously. Washed coats are hanging on the clothes rack in the yard...

Huaying came to the backyard, squatted down and looked at the neatly planted rows of pepper seedlings that had grown alive. The pepper seeds cultivated on the other side had also sprouted, and the tender green seedlings had dyed a large area of the land.

The peaches in the peach forest are not yet ripe, but they already have a hint of sweetness.

He returned to the yard again and opened the door in the middle of the main room. This was a living room. On the wall opposite the door hung a full-length ink painting of a landscape. He forced Fu Shiyan to paint it according to his own ideas. He had to say that this guy was not only handsome, but also a great painter.

Under the paintings were placed a Chinese sandalwood eight-immortal table, a long table, and a six-piece official hat set that Maizi brought from the town. On the left and right sides of the room were two high chairs, with a small tea table in the middle. On the walls were paintings and calligraphy by Fu Shiyan. The room was simple and elegant, and it was the place where the family spent the most money.

Coming out of the living room, I pushed open Fu Shiyan's door. His room was very clean, with a desk, high stool, bed, and wardrobe spotless, and a faint scent of ink.

The curtains were the same light blue as her room, and were made from Fu Shiyan's washed-out coat. The tablecloths on the tables were the same in her room and in the yard. Huaying bought all of these from Yue Niang's shop.

Huaying sat on the stool where Fu Shiyan often sat, looking at the pile of written manuscripts. She didn't know where Fu Shiyan had gone, or whether he knew that he had a family.

But these family members are Shen Anning's family members, and she has no family members since she was a child. Huaying lay on the table and thought of Jingjing, Gu Ling and other good friends in the present world, and tears kept falling on her goose yellow sleeves.

He muttered quietly, "Just travel through time, why do we have to go to another unknown place just when we have just adapted to the environment?"

She just wants to be a happy little waste who can earn money, spend money and travel around. Why does she want to be the eldest daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion?

What's so good about being a young lady? It's definitely not as comfortable as setting up a stall or opening a shop if you don't leave the house. It must be because I lied to the owner of Hongji before, saying that the designs were all drawn by the young lady. Now the lie has come true. Woo woo woo

She was reluctant to leave the warm courtyard she had built.

And there are the heartwarming Dongxue and others.

There is also a new store where you can pay right away... We have only just arrived. How can we leave now?

There is also a mountain behind the mountain that is full of magical atmosphere. There must be treasures there, and I don’t want others to dig them up.

The more Huaying thought about it, the more reluctant she became to leave, and her tears kept falling down her cheeks.

Fu Shiyan, who was eager to go home, walked to the door of her house. Seeing that all the doors were open, she knew that the person she missed all the way was at home. She liked to ventilate the house at home, so she walked quickly to her room to wash up and change clothes before going to see Huaying.

As soon as she entered the room, she saw Huaying lying on her table with tears in her eyes. The longing in her heart became even stronger at this moment. Huaying was frightened by the sudden appearance of Fu Shiyan. She stared at him blankly, and a big tear fell from her red almond eyes to her red little nose.

Fu Shiyan walked over quickly and hugged Huaying. He missed her. He had been thinking about her all the way. When he looked through the secret scriptures again and again in the secret room just to make sure whether Zuo Cheng's name was there, he realized how special the person in his arms was to him.

The moment Huaying was held in Fu Shiyan's arms, she felt inexplicably at ease. She thought to herself, "You are taking advantage of me. You are using this trick on me when I am so vulnerable. Woo woo ...

She didn't want to leave, and it seemed like she couldn't bear to leave Fu Shiyan the most. Woohoo, she hasn't made much money yet but she's already in love. Woohoo

Fu Shiyan patted his back gently and whispered to comfort him, "Don't cry, I'm back."