The Strongest Crossing of Great Realms

This sleeper really slept very well, and Xiaohua didn't open the door to do business. Until the sun rose, she slowly opened her eyes.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he found that he was lying on the bed, and Xiaohua was sitting by the window, with a pair of little hands resting on his chin, and looked at himself without blinking.

"Master, you are awake, hungry, Xiaohua is going to cook for the master." When Ye Zhen woke up, Xiaohua remembered her bold and bold move last night, her face turned red instantly, and she trot to the backyard.

Ye Zhen sighed, knowing that after she fell asleep last night, Xiaohua put herself on the bed, her guilt was stronger.

Looking at the new clothes at the bedside, Ye Zhen was clumsy, and for a while he didn't know how to wear them.

The little flower who gave Ye Zhen a face wash saw Ye Zhen's clumsy look, but she pouted and laughed loudly.

Ye Zhen's face was embarrassed, and then under the help of Xiaohua, she was dressed and dressed.

After a while, a beautiful man dressed in white with a blue silk hammer behind him was reflected in a bronze mirror.

Ye Zhen stared at the person in the bronze mirror and suddenly felt that he had a kind of sword fairy temperament in mythology!

And if you look closely ... Ye Zhen finds that his handsome face is very similar to his own before!

It ’s just that the facial features have become more refined, and the overall temperament has become different, but the face is too pale and I feel a bit weak.

Especially thinking of Xiaohua's strength, Ye Zhen was a little embarrassed.

After having breakfast, Xiaohua went to clean up the chopsticks. Such a sociable and beautiful bubbling fiancee, even if she stretched out here, she was ready to open the door to see what the richest dynasty in Chinese history looked like!

However, Ye Zhen's hand that was about to open the wooden door stopped after grasping the door pin.

Shaking his head slightly, Ye really didn't think about the others, and opened the door directly. The sun was shining outside.

Facing the warm sun and the surprised eyes of some people, Ye Zhen's eyes slowly moved, looking at the so-called Tianshui, and seven years later, it became Hangzhou, the capital of the Great Song Dynasty (Lin'an, let's call it Hangzhou).

He took his first step forward, but in this step, Ye Zhen didn't notice that there was a first-step stone step under his feet, his body was sloppy, and he almost fell to the ground.

Standing hurriedly, Ye Zhen's face was a little red.

"Hahaha ..."

Ye Zhen's attitude suddenly caused laughter around.

I didn't even care about the mockery of these people. Through last night's chat, Ye Zhen knew that the tables and chairs in the outside corner were the tea stalls set up by Xiaohua to maintain this home.

Her body was still weak, and Ye Zhen slowly set the tables, chairs, stove and tea bowl.

People are already sitting in a chair with a bit of panting and a bitter smile, secretly saying "Now this body is too poor in quality. I still want to cut trees to make a bed. Now think about it ..."

"But I have already exaggerated Haikou in front of Xiaohua. Even if Xiaohua is not her fiancee, Ye Zhen does not want Xiaohua to sleep on the cold ground again."

It's just ... Ye Zhen looked around and always felt that people around him looked too weird.

However, after thinking about it, Ye Zhen understood why. He had been in a coma for so long. Xiaohua was weak ... A woman made money to support her family.

Although these people are neighbors, I'm afraid they haven't seen themselves, but a big man came out of Xiaohua's house and didn't think it was strange.

If it were only you, then you would worry about Xiaohua ’s reputation. Ye Zhen got up and arched his hands at the neighbors around him, chuckling. "You, Xiaohua fiance, coma for two years, finally woke up last night, pity my daughter My family feeds this big man "

"My lady also told Yemou that the neighbors have been quite acquainted with my lady in the past two years. Yemou has nothing else, and has not been in a coma for two years.

"After a while, my mother will pack up and cook tea. When you get rich, you will come and drink tea, just as a little bit of Ye"

"Let Yemou recover some body in the future, save some money, and entertain you again."

Ye Zhen's words fell, most of the strange eyes around him finally disappeared, and one by one hesitated to Ye Zhendao "Dare to be" and then some words of compliment.

For example, "Ye Zhen and Xiao Hua Lang are so talented and beautiful, so they really drink Ye Zhen and Xiao Hua."

Ye Zhen thanked them one by one, but from the eyes of people around him, Ye Zhen still saw the meaning of envy.

But then, Ye Zhen was a bit different, because the little flower in front of her was dressed up with an axe in her hand, and it didn't look like she was making tea.

But ... Xiaohua, a tight-fitting dress, fully showed her figure, and Ye Zhen's eyes looked straight.

"Xiaohua you are ..." Ye Zhen subconsciously took a thousand steps, blocking other men's eyes from seeing his daughter-in-law, wondering at Xiaohua.

"Isn't the master saying that he would cut trees and make a bed outside the city today?" Xiaohua blinked.

"I'll go by myself if you are a girl's family, just stay at home honestly," Ye Zhen whispered softly. One is the distressed flower, and the other is that I don't want to lose my face as a man.

Xiaohua knew what Ye Zhen thought, and tapped the head of the hydrazine, handed the axe to Ye Zhen, called Master Ju to wait, and turned into the room.

After a while, Xiaobai placed a purse in Ye Zhen's hands.

"The master just woke up, but he did n’t dare to be tired. The husband cut down the tree, and he would have to bring it back. These silver masters took it, rented an ox cart, and ... if the owner was thirsty and tired, there were official roads outside the city Noodle stand and tea stand ... "

After careful advice from his wife to her husband, Xiaohua cleverly stood at the door with a smile, waving her hand to say goodbye to Ye Zhen.

"Little lady, Mr. Ye is really the little lady's fiance?" A gossip aunt beside the booth couldn't help it.

"That's natural!" Xiaohua's mouth raised, closing the door and walking gently in a certain direction.

Ye Zhen took the purse, sighed in his heart, touched his pale face, and glanced at the sun in the sky.

After a while, there was some fine sweat, wiped the sweat from his face, Ye Zhen smiled bitterly, "I'm really a little white face."

However, when Ye Zhen was thinking about where to find the ox cart, a bright ox cart rushed over from behind.

The driver patted Ye Zhen on the shoulder and said, "Hey little brother, do you want to use an ox cart?"

"Yes, how much ... silver two?" Ye Zhen asked, what did he really want?

The black skinny driver grinned and raised a finger.

"One or two pieces of silver! Is it too expensive?" Even if he came across, Ye Zhen knew the value of these two pieces of silver in ancient times.

"Little brother was wrong, not one or two, it was a penny," the black skinny driver quickly corrected.

"A penny?" Ye Zhen was a bit wrong, which was too cheap. I was afraid he couldn't even afford the fodder for the cows.

In the end ... Ye Zhen drummed the ox cart for a penny.

In the middle of the coachman's guidance, Ye Zhen really came to a forest near the official road. Too far and remote, Ye really didn't dare to go and was afraid of being robbed.

While holding an axe, Ye Zhen looked at the blow with all his strength, but the big tree just broke the skin, but he was numb by the palm of the shock, and the man was caught in place.

However, when Ye Zhendan was in pain, a widower with a strong physique and a dry wood on his back turned around in front of Ye Zhen.

"Little brother, do you need to cut down the tree? If it is not more than ten, it only costs a penny," said the woodman.

"A penny again?" Ye Zhen looked at the widower with a smirk in front of his eyes, his eyebrows frowned instantly. Behind this strange price, Ye Zhen thought of something.

PS: It ’s not a tragedy, it ’s not tortured. I was just trying to write some tender dramas, but I ’ve been in a very bad state recently. It feels like the whole white snake world has n’t been written well. Plan it out.