my hungry husband

An Le came out of the mirror, a little confused.

He remembered the scene he saw on the sea, when the pain in hell was so clear and distinct, he thought that he might have been a vicious villain before.

But when he saw An Ziyue in the mirror, he couldn't convince himself that An Ziyue was a criminal.

Although An Ziyue loved to play when he was young, he was also diligent in studying. When An Ziyue was demoted to the frontiers when he was young, he did not forget to work hard. How could such a person be a wicked person.

An Le walked in the college, thinking about coming back tomorrow, he was curious about what happened after that.

He had something on his mind, and when he walked to the corner, he didn't see a person leaning there, so he was taken aback.

Jun Yi is leaning against the wall, with wide shoulders, narrow waist and long legs, which contrast with the straight wall line, which is very pleasing to the eye.

He looked directly at An Le, and said, "I always see you in the academy recently."

An Le did run a lot in the college these past few days. He went to see An Ziyue in the mirror every day. As an undergraduate, he always appeared here, indeed too often.

An Le took advantage of his advantage of telling lies with open eyes, and said, "I want to go to graduate school in the future, so I will come to the courtyard in advance to get acquainted with my supervisor."

Jun Yi raised his eyebrows: "Why didn't I know that the International College has the qualifications to recruit graduate students?"

An Le: "..." He really doesn't understand the qualifications of the college and the professional titles of the teachers.

An Le knew that he couldn't be fooled, so he said honestly: "I have something to do here."

The amazing thing is that this time Jun Yi didn't get to the bottom of it, just smiled and said: "If you have any difficulties, you can tell the teacher."

An Le scratched her hair and said, "I'm fine, thank you teacher."

Jun Yi smiled and said, "Then go back early."

An Le thought that she would be caught to help when she met Jun Yi, but this time Teacher Jun didn't say anything, which made An Le a little uncomfortable.

He didn't leave immediately, but stood there with nothing to say: "Mr. Jun, last time you said you were from the Southwest, where exactly is it in Southwest?"

An Le remembered that the town where An Ziyue worked was not too big or small, but it was located on the border of the Southwest King's territory, which was an important town. Even so, the city's environment was pitifully poor, and after An Ziyue's rectification, it became a little richer.

How harsh are the conditions in the more distant territory of the Southwest King? After all, the Southwest King also has the blood of the emperor, so he is willing to stay in the backcountry?

Although the Southwest King is old, he still has a son, and the older man will inevitably want his descendants to go out and have a look.

Especially the capital with high mountains and far away waters, what an attractive place.

When An Le got out of the mirror, he was still thinking about what was in the mirror. He was obviously the one who asked Jun Yi, but he was in a daze.

Jun Yi laughed softly, and An Le came back to his senses, and met his spring-like eyes.

... These eyes sometimes remind An Le of Luo Dong Nu, because they also have a picturesque temperament.

Jun Yi said: "The place where I lived when I was young was not very famous, so don't worry about that."

An Le also smiled and said, "Because the teacher mentioned the Miao Village last time, he also mentioned bugs and zombies. I heard that the Miao people are very good at poisoning. I don't know if the teacher has come into contact with it."

Jun Yi smiled and shook his head: "These are all stereotypes in film and television novels, how can it be so magical, everyone is ordinary people." He looked at An Le and said, "Look less, there are some."

An Le thought to himself, if he hadn't seen zombies with his own eyes, he wouldn't believe that the world is so magical.

An Le said goodbye to Jun Yi and walked out of the academy.

As soon as he left the gate of the academy, he saw Yan Zhinan waiting for him by the side of the road.

An Le asked strangely, "Why are you here?"

Yan Zhinan glanced at him and said, "I'll take you home."

An Le was confused, it was okay to give it once, but it would be too embarrassing to give it every time, he is not a girl.

"No need." An Le said, "I'm an adult now, my god, if my classmates find out that I want to be sent, I don't need to hang out in school."

Yan Zhinan glared at him: "Will your classmate suddenly fall on his body while walking on the road?"

An Le said dissatisfiedly: "It's not that exaggerated, and I haven't seen a ghost for a long time."

It should be said that no ghost has taken the initiative to haunt him for a long time. After returning from the beach, the school is as clean as a church. There are no ghosts, not even a ghost.

"Anyway, let's go." Yan Zhinan couldn't help saying and took a step.

"Last time, what did you tell the boss...I mean, what did you say to Mr. at the door?" An Le asked after Yan Zhinan.

The two must be plotting something, otherwise Yan Zhinan's attitude would not be so strange.

As usual, Yan Zhinan vented his breath through his nostrils, and said, "Although I disagree with him and are not colluding with each other, we have reached a consensus on one thing, that is, you are so capable of causing trouble, and we must always watch over you."

He said that he was like a troublemaker, An Le felt a little guilty when he thought of that mirror, but he was too curious to know what happened to An Ziyue, so he couldn't help but explore the world in the mirror over and over again.

The next day, An Le passed through the mirror as usual. An Ziyue's life has become more stable. In the past few years in the southwest, his life has gotten better and better. Although this place is not as prosperous as the capital city, the mountains and rivers are beautiful and the people are simple. As long as you treat the people well, The crowd will treat you well. Everyone likes this young Mr. An very much, and will bring him food from time to time. An Ziyue will receive warm hospitality wherever he goes.

An Le gradually lost control of An Ziyue, and became like a bystander in his body. This is actually not bad, saving An Le from having to hold back those ancient accents.

After An Ziyue gained a firm foothold, he became a little richer than before. He had spare money, and the first thing he did was to repair a temple for Wenqu Tianquan Xingjun and erect a statue in the temple.

Although the temple was not big, it had a decent appearance. An Ziyue kept the incense burning, went to worship from time to time, and talked to Wen Quxing.

After all, this place is too far away from home, An Ziyue has no relatives by her side, so she can only find sustenance with Wenquxing.

An Ziyue brought big bags and small bags of food, put them in a row in the temple, kowtowed to the Wenqu star statue, and said: "Over the years, my disciple has been reminded by the teacher many times, so that he can turn danger into good fortune every time. The disciple is incompetent and cannot be a teacher. Do something, I only have a few thoughts and hope the teacher will accept it."

He pointed to the food in front of the statue, and said: "There is nothing else here. There are a lot of mountain delicacies and wild game. The mushrooms are delicious, and the skin of the wild boar legs burned by firewood is crispy and tender." He wiped his saliva as he spoke, "I hope The teacher can like it."

After he finished speaking, he thought for a while, and added: "I will be a teacher for a day and a father for life. The teacher treats me with such kindness as a mountain, so I will recognize the teacher as a righteous father."

An Le: "?"

Damn it, dare you recognize this father yourself!

An Le was heartbroken, it was a big loss.

An Ziyue also thought that Bai Wenquxing's adoptive father made money from the boss, so she went back happily.

An Le beat her chest and stomped her feet, suffocating when she thought about the beautiful girl's big head on Yan Zhinan's T-shirt, this father recognized him too cheaply.

In the past few years, An Ziyue has developed in a corner of the southwest with peace of mind. The emperor seems to have forgotten him. The sky is high and the emperor is far away. The emperor can ignore it, but there is a prince beside him who has to take care of him.

An Ziyue would go to the Southwest King's place every now and then to pay his respects. After all, even though he was assigned to the frontier, he was a member of the Wang family.

The Southwest King's health is not very good, he is often bedridden, but An Le sees that his body is weak, but his eyes are hale and hearty, and he is always a little uneasy.

When An Ziyue went to see the King of Southwest, he naturally had to prepare a good gift, but it couldn't be too good. If it was bad, he would say you were contemptuous, but if he was good, he would say how did so many good things come from the barren land? I'm afraid it wasn't from searching for people's fat and people's anointing. .

An Ziyue has really improved a lot over the years, and her every move is appropriate. She is completely different from the Tanhua Lang in the capital. She has a little more calm temperament, and she is more upright and self-sustaining, like a towering tree in the mountains.

He has never married, and he is a favorite in the southwestern blind date market. The matchmakers who came to matchmaking broke the threshold, but were rejected by An Ziyue one by one.

This made An Le heave a sigh of relief. If he saw that he got married and had a wife in his previous life, he would really be super upset.

Speaking of the Southwest King, maybe it’s because he’s getting older. The Southwest King has started to believe in metaphysics and magic. Over the past few years, he has recruited many alchemists by his side to make medicines for him to recuperate his body. As a result, the healthier he gets, the worse he gets. But he still believes that suspect.

An Le couldn't tell whether the Southwest King was addicted to alchemy and his body was empty, but An Ziyue's subordinates told An Ziyue that there was a famous man in front of the Southwest King recently. He took action to subdue some evil spirits, and he was favored by the King of Southwest. They respectfully called him "Xianshi".

An Ziyue thought that this immortal teacher was just someone who was trying to gain fame, so she didn't take it too seriously, so she brought a gift to see the King of Southwest.

The Southwest King was still sickly lying in the grand master's chair, his face was haggard, and his only son didn't look very bright, no wonder the emperor let him live in a corner all these years.

An Le was not interested in the hypocrisy and submissiveness in the officialdom, and while An Ziyue was talking to the Southwest King, he was in a daze in An Ziyue's body.

He was still thinking, where is An Ziyue's catastrophe?What the hell did he do wrong.

At first, An Le thought that being demoted from Beijing would be a catastrophe, but in the end, apart from being a little bit hard at the beginning, An Ziyue wasn't too embarrassed later. What did the fortune teller mean by catastrophe?

There is one more thing that An Le is a little bit concerned about.

His previous life... really had nothing to do with the boss.

After meeting Wen Quxing, he had secretly hoped that there would be Jiang Mingyu in the mirror world, but he walked around with An Ziyue and found no one who looked like Jiang Mingyu.

No one can compare to Jiang Mingyu who is as cold as jade.

An Le is slightly disappointed, as expected, there is no such thing as a romantic drama with an appointment in the previous life, and because of Jiang Mingyu's incident, she has become in love with her mind.

He suddenly thought that the fairy master of the Southwest King might be a boss?

Thinking about it carefully, that person is from Miaojiang, so it should be impossible. Suddenly there is a person who knows witchcraft and metaphysics, which makes Anle look forward to it a little bit.

The king of the Southwest left An Ziyue for dinner, An Ziyue naturally couldn't refuse, the banquet in the palace was not even comparable to An Le's food in An's house, so it's embarrassing to say the least.

At the banquet, An Ziyue met the fairy teacher.

What An Le didn't expect was that the witchcraft expert was covering his face.

He was tall and slender, wearing a half-miao half-han costume, with a slender waist and long legs. The faint lines between his chest and abdomen and the silver ornaments on his wrists gave him a unique style.

It's just that most of his face is covered by a turban, which is still covered from above the eyes, leaving only his well-shaped lips for others to see.

Can you see it like this, An Le complained in her heart.

Seeing An Ziyue sizing him up, the man turned his face sideways and raised the corners of his thin lips towards An Ziyue.