Rebirth is back for you

When Jing Ran heard this sentence, he suddenly smiled lightly, raised his fingertips slightly, and hooked out the transparent silk thread hanging around the neck of Changsun Qimu.

"That old man figured out my past life, but did he figure out that my previous life was actually in a different world completely different from ours?" Jing Ran stroked the ring polished with full diamonds on the silk thread for a moment with her fingertips, and raised the corners of her eyes Ask grandson Qimu.

Changsun Qimu blinked, "Another world?"

"Yes," Jing Ranxue blinked her eyes and didn't explain much, just said: "That world dating will be what we will develop thousands of years later, you little girl is so smart, compare the time of Emperor Yan and the time of Emperor Yan." We will probably understand the difference now.”

Changsun Qimu thought for a moment, and didn't ask any further questions. He just looked down at the ring on Jingran's fingertip and asked, "So this shiny little thing is from that world?"

"Yes or no," Jing Ran thought for a moment, then smiled, "The meaning of this thing is newly endowed by that world, but it has existed for hundreds of millions of years. It is extremely hard and rare. In a sense, it is very It’s solid, and with a little bit of chamfering, it’s very nice.”

"Yes," Changsun Qimu responded softly, nodded in agreement and said, "I like it very much."

"So," Changsun Qimu raised his eyes, "Are you trying to say that you have already prepared it?"

"No," Jing Ran shook her head, stretched her hand around the neck of Changsun Qimu to untie the silk thread, took off the ring and put it on her slender finger, after the whole movement was done in one go, she said seriously: "I mean it is very valuable. "

Grandson Qimu: "..."

"So I'm also very rich, why don't you marry me?" Jing Ran was satisfied and persistent, looking back and forth at the ring-wearing finger of the eldest grandson Qimu several times, and finally leaned over and pecked lightly on it.

Seeing that the man in front of him was a little stunned like never before, Jing Ran tried his best to hold back his smile, and said while the iron was hot: "So you see, I have already given the betrothal gift, how can I marry you again?"

"... I never realized before that you are not only a big liar, but also a scoundrel?" The eldest grandson Qimu was silent for a while, looking into Jing Ran's eyes with a smile and said faintly.

"It's all right for me to be wronged by you as a big liar, how can I be a scoundrel? If you, little girl, don't make it clear today, I will never let it go." Jing Ran raised an eyebrow.

"You don't have a matchmaker to testify, and you don't have any elders to make a contract, so how can you call it an appointment?" Changsun Qimu retorted solemnly, "Besides, if you talk about an appointment, I went to the Deqin Prince's Mansion more than ten years ago. I'm leaving you, grandpa can testify."

"..." Jing Ran originally just wanted to tease her to get back her book, but now she was choked for a long time and couldn't speak, so she could only stare at Changsun Qimu and said kindly: "Since I have you in my heart, Do you still care about the engagement and wedding next to you..."

"Naturally you have to care about it." Changsun Qimu suddenly interrupted Jing Ran's words, with a gentle look on his face, he stepped forward and wrapped his arms around her waist, and whispered softly in her ear, saying word by word: "If you get married, there will be There are big red wedding clothes, phoenix duvets in pairs, ten-mile brocade red, hemp wine, and... Melaleuca fruit and wedding night in the wedding chamber."

"The most important thing is that we will put on each other's surnames. When anyone in this world mentions you, they will think of me, not others, not Pei Jinsong, not Jiang Baixi, not even Jin Yang, just alone Alone is my name."

Jing Ran's heart trembled slightly, and the eldest grandson Qimu said again: "Just like Uncle Jing back then, although his background was secret, when he married Aunt Yun, he secretly took Aunt Yun back to Ganqiu to worship the ancestral temple."

"So, how can I not care, I care very much."

Jing Ran tightened her grip on Changsun Qimu, pressed her voice against her ear, "If that's the case, I'm very concerned."

As she spoke, she lifted the eldest grandson Qimu's shoulders and turned halfway, pointing to the things she had just brought back from the Deqin Palace and asked: "So this is a marriage contract?"

"..." The connection between her two sentences was too fast, and it seemed that she didn't care about the first sentence at all. The eldest grandson Qimu looked at her silently without speaking.

Jing Ran leaned forward and kissed her forehead with ease, and said with a smile, "I'll coax you."

"My daughter-in-law is so smart and upright, she still needs to ask me what to do." The eldest grandson Qimu seemed to be pleased by this kiss, but deliberately walked in with his face sullen and his body turned away.

Jing Ran knew that he had guessed right, but the man had no intention of explaining, so he watched her playfully and followed her with a funny face.

The two of them wandered around for a while before arriving at a bookshelf where books were stored. Changsun Qimu raised his hand and pulled out a very thin book from the center of the top floor, and handed it to Jing Ran.

When Jing Ran lowered his eyes, the corner of his eye twitched. It turned out that such a mysterious book, which Master De Huiren brought back from the East China Sea, and made Changsun Qimu and Jin Yang not hesitate to do it, seemed to be a mysterious book. The book is broken...

Changsun Qimu looked at Jingran's expression and said quietly: "Although it was broken, it was still covered with a cover, but it was destroyed when Jin Yang and I fought."

……

Jing Ran glanced at Changsun Qimu's still sullen little face, and took the broken book over. Because it was too broken, her movements of her hands were much gentler, but she didn't expect that there was still a piece of rough edge. The folder quietly fell down.

"I didn't drop it..." Jing Ran subconsciously said in shock.

The eldest grandson Qimu burst out laughing, but quickly pulled back, Jing Ran raised her head, and was even more horrified, this little girl could still laugh like this?

"What are you looking at me for? I'm your daughter-in-law. You will have many opportunities to look at me in the future. What you should look at now is the scripture in your hand." The eldest grandson Qimu looked at Jing Ran solemnly.

"...You are so prudish." Jing Ran commented leisurely, his eyes subtly turned back to the broken book in his hand.

She looked left and right, and looked back and forth. Her fingertips hesitated for a while but she couldn't start, so she raised her head and asked Changsun Qimu: "So the reason why you haven't read this book is because it is too torn?"

Changsun Qimu had a meaningful expression on his face, but he still nodded while looking at the things in Jingran's hand.

"Then how should I flip through it?" Jing Ran muttered inexplicably, and flipped it tentatively. Seeing that the page was broken into several pieces before flipping through it, she quickly put it back, unbelievable Said: "How many souls must have been washed to break into this appearance?"

Seeing the eldest grandson Qimu forced himself to suppress his smile again, Jing Ran looked at her coolly, "Laugh if you want to, you little girl, what are you doing in front of me."

The corners of Changsun Qimu's lips curled up when he heard the words, and he laughed softly.It's just that her smile instantly melted the branches like ice, and the tops of plums melted into snow, making Jing Ran unable to look away.

"Since you can't read it, let's go." Seeing her appearance, Changsun Qimu happily drew the corners of his mouth deeper, took back the scroll in Jingran's hand and put it back, then pulled her to face outside pacing.

Jing Ran thought for a while as he walked, and said: "I'll fix it when I have time, it must be unusual to be able to browse through such rags."

"En." Changsun Qimu responded lightly, walked two steps and added: "No rush."

Jing Ran subconsciously looked sideways at her, but she saw something very familiar with this tilt, and she stopped immediately.

It was still a pitch-black wooden frame, but on the entire long floor there was only a delicate short sword, and the scabbard was independently supported beside the sword body, which looked luxurious and light.

The eldest grandson Qimu also stopped, followed her gaze, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Like it?"

"Yeah, I like it." Jing Ran nodded without hesitation, and asked his eldest grandson Qimu, "Send it to me?"

"No." Changsun Qimu tilted his head, replied two words simply and neatly, and then exerted all his strength to drag Jingran forward.

"..." Seeing that she really did not change her voice, Jing Ran said, "I just said that if I marry you, it will be mine."

"But you didn't marry me."

"Are you arguing about this?!" Jing Ran glared at her.

Changsun Qimu turned around suddenly, pulled Jing Ran into his arms and said, "Do you know why I didn't send you off?" She scanned the facial features in front of her for a moment, and said quietly, "That sword and Jin Yang's close-fitting dagger It's a pair, how do you want me to send you?"

"..." Hearing these words, Jing Ran suddenly remembered, no wonder she felt that the sword was very familiar at a glance just now, the winding patterns on the sword were indeed the same as Jin Yang's close-fitting dagger .

"Don't miss her." Changsun Qimu nodded Jing Ran's forehead in dissatisfaction, and dragged her to continue walking forward, but the pace was faster.

"Do you like these two swords?" After waiting in front of another wooden frame, Changsun Qimu raised his hand to take down the two short swords that were side by side, and asked Jing Ran with his head tilted.

Jing Ran blinked, took a sword and rubbed it lightly, admiring in his heart, these two swords were not as luxurious as the short sword just now, but they were more elegant and unusual, the blades were as thin as a blade, It is as clear as ice, yet as warm as jade to the touch.

"Double swords?" Jing Ran flicked the blade lightly, and was surprised again when he heard it making a sound like a startled string.

"Anyway, you usually like to hold the sword with your left hand." Changsun Qimu saw that she liked it, and said softly with his eyes bent: "The one in your hand is called Bingli, and mine is called Binggui, Guili can't leave, or? "

"Of course I want it, I like it very much." Jing Ran looked at the Binggui in Changsun Qimu's hand, and said with bright eyes: "Bingli, Binggui, twin swords must have never faced each other before, let's compete? "

"Huh?" Changsun Qimu saw that it was rare for her to be so concerned about something, so he stroked her cheek and smiled lightly: "My dear daughter-in-law, but your martial arts have not recovered yet."

"You just need to use [-]% of your internal energy." Jing Ran raised his eyebrows, eager to try: "We don't use internal energy, and pure moves are fine."

"Okay, it's rare that you like it." The eldest grandson Qimu pampered Jingran's nose and was about to drag her out when Luo Yi's voice suddenly sounded from outside the house, "Princess!"

"What's the matter?"

"The emperor just heard the news that Wuli wanted to make Princess Jin the crown prince, and he suddenly fainted. The situation is probably not good."

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