
Black hair like the ink of Yi's eldest grandson was tied with a small crown. That delicate and jade-like handsome face was as if it was created by the gods, without a single flaw.
He wore a plain robe with ink bamboo patterns embroidered on his body. Her narrow eyes showed a gentle look, and her thin lips were slightly raised, soft and graceful.
He was like a god that could only be held in high esteem. It made one feel that he should be in the sky and should not be on earth and stained by the mud in the mortal world. But now he is so approachable, that reverses his previous understanding of himself.
It seems that his former fiancee is a good person! If she survived her previous life, marrying him would be a good goal, right?
Beauty is completely misleading. Looking at the handsome face like a fairy on the bright moon, Pei Yuwen thought hard without even realizing it. But all of this had a different meaning in Duanmu Moyan's eyes. He's dumbfounded. Is that face so handsome?
Oldest son Yi continued to smile. Although Pei Yuwen maintained this movement for a long time, he remained extremely graceful. In fact, he knew he was in a daze.
Those eyes, which were usually sharp and determined, had never been so disturbed as now. Is that a daze?
“Return conscious,” Duanmu Moyan can not take it anymore. He waved his hand in front of his face, calling his soul back: Even if you keep looking at it, there will be no flowers on his face.
Pei Yuwen regained consciousness. Duanmu Moyan's sour voice caught his attention. Looking back at him, he saw displeasure on his face.
He knew he had misunderstood but did not explain. He looked at Yi's eldest grandchild and said softly: there is still something we have to do, so we will leave first.
“Where are you?” ask Yi's eldest grandson.
Pei Yuwen was stunned for a moment, looked at his family not far away and said: no purpose, just take the family around.
“Since we have no purpose whatsoever, why not take Mr Zhong with us? I don't know anything about this place, so I'll ask you to guide so that we don't get lost.” Yi's eldest grandson blinked his eyes thinly, his eyes full of laughter.
Pei Yuwen laughed. He beckoned invitingly: Please.
Tan Yizhi, Li shi and the others had long since realized the state of affairs here, although Li shi and Lin were amazed by the good looks of this man, he said, they also knew that this noble young master was out of their reach. They just look from a distance.
Now the young man who looked like a fairy in the painting was actually walking towards them. Moreover, judging from the conversation and laughter between himself and Pei Yuwen, they looked very familiar with each other.
“Grandmother, mother, sister-in-law,” Pei Yuwen hides the identity of her eldest granddaughter, Yi: mr. Sun is from the capital. After all we were just wandering around, so we had better fulfill our friendship as landlords.
“Good.” Of course Li shi would not refuse.
Just look at this man's behavior and will know that he is not an ordinary person. They can't mess with people like that. Don't say that the other party courteously met them. Even if they are rude, do they still have to listen to them honestly?
Fortunately this young master only knew Pei Yuwen and rarely came into contact with other Pei family members, he only talked to Pei Yuwen along the way.
The Pei family deliberately avoided him, not because they wanted him and Pei Yuwen to be alone, after all Duanmu Mo Yan was watching from the side, so they could not be alone. They simply did not know how to get along with such a noble young master. After all, the person that the young master knew was Pei Yuwen, and he had nothing to say to them.
“Cautious.” When passing through an alley, a small beggar rushed out.
Yi's eldest grandson immediately pulled Pei Yuwen and he was in his arms.
Before Duanmu Moyan's hand stretched out to touch her, she watched helplessly as Yi's eldest grandson hugged her. His fingers clenched tightly until it let out a creaking sound.
Pei Yuwen shook his head again: it's okay.
“Is there a sign hanging on your waist?" Yi's eldest grandson looked at the position of his waist: I remember the sign earlier, why is it now gone?
Duanmu Moyan lowered his head and looked. Sure enough, the Token given to Pei Yuwen disappeared. It was the status symbol of Yixiange. If it falls into someone else's hands, worry that something bad will happen.
“You find a place to rest first, and I will look for it,” said Duanmu Moyan and disappeared from that place.
"It seems like the sign is very important to you, otherwise he wouldn't be too nervous. I'll take a look around, too." Yi's eldest granddaughter smiled gently.
“Thank you,” Pei Yuwen nodded: I will settle down with my grandmother first.
Yi's eldest grandson also went to look for the token.
“Big girls, where do they go?” Li shi looked towards the two of them leaving: Two good young men. Too bad.
“Honey once?” Pei Yujun next to him asked in confusion.
"It's a pity that they are different. The two young men did not look like ordinary people, did they? How can we reach such a high level with such people?" Li shi sighed.
Pei Yuling smiled and said: grandma, I don't like hearing this anymore. Our younger brother is also a military envoy now. When she gets a bigger job, my older sister will also be the daughter of an official family. Why couldn't he be worthy of the young master of the official family?
Pei Yuling deliberately teased Pei Yuwen. After all, it was rare to see Pei Yuwen show such a shy look. However, Li shi considered it right.
Tan Yizhi said lazily: Don't be stupid. The official daughter also had high and low levels. Only the princess deserves to be on top.
"High enough? Then... What did they do to disturb the big girl? Big girls don't hang out with them." Li shi was nervous once, probably because he was worried that Pei Yuwen would meet a treasonous man. Moreover, these two people were extremely handsome, which woman did not like it?
“There is a teahouse across, let's go there and wait for them” Pei Yuwen helped Li shi walk towards the other side.
Lin looked at Pei Yuwen and muttered softly: I think Master Mo is quite good. He's also more sincere on our big girl.
"Auntie, how about we bet? Who do you think will get that token back?" Pei Yuling was the weirdest.
As soon as the question came out, it aroused the interest of several others.
"I think it's Mr. Mo. He had great martial arts skills and was the first person to pursue."
“I think it's Mr. Sun,” Pei Zirun's childish voice comes out: He looks like an immortal being in a painting. Such a person should know miracles, right?
The others laughed.
"Baseless nerds. Mr. Sun is handsome, but he's just an ordinary human being, how could he know a miracle?" goda Pei Yuling's.
"But Master said, there is a kind of man who seems to be loved by God, and whatever he does, everything goes smoothly as if God is always helping them." Pei Zirun felt that Yi's eldest grandson was the kind of person Master said he was. Such people have their own divine light and can succeed, no matter what they do.