My Past Life Exposure Shocked the Whole Internet

Chapter 322 It’s all Sister Lan’s vest, King Xiaoyao’s treasure [2 updates]

Yan Shunhua prefers to dress up as a woman when singing. He often plays female roles, and does not cause any drama.

It is also because of this that people have always heard that he is more beautiful than women.

She and Yan Shunhua were not very familiar, but they had some interactions with King Qin Hua Yingyue several times.

Yan Shunhua inherited his father's title and became the second Xiaoyao King.

 He is the same age as King Qin and four years younger than King Yan.

 She gave him this costume as a gift when he was young.

Yan Shunhua liked it very much, so he immediately changed into it and sang a part of the play himself.

Ye Banlan's eyes were far away. She originally thought that this costume was also destroyed in that battle, but she didn't expect to see the gift she gave out again.

"This should be a costume worn by a man." Yan Tingyue picked up a corner of the clothes and said slowly, "He is good at playing female roles, so the costume is for women, but this does not prevent that when the time comes, Change the stitching and you can wear it, A Lan.”

Ye Banglan also reached out and gently touched the costume.

"But it's a pity that these are the two places." Yan Tingyue coughed and pointed at the two damages on the costume. "This is a heavy-duty costume. It must have taken a lot of craftsmen to complete such an amazing thing. I searched the books for a long time, but I don’t know what kind of embroidery should be used to fill it.”

 Ye Banlan thought for a while: "Teacher, can you give me a pen and paper?"

“If you want anything else, I may not have it here.” Yan Tingyue smiled, “But paper and pen are enough.”

 A piece of rice paper was spread on another table, and Ye Banglan took the brush.

 She dipped in ink and began to draw on the blank rice paper.

Yan Tingyue was just looking at it seriously at first. Halfway through Ye Turning the Waves, her expression suddenly became shocked: "Alan, what are you..."

Ye turned the tide without saying a word, then dipped in ink to write. When the last stroke was completed, the complete pattern was revealed, which happened to make up for the missing parts of the costume.

"Yes...that's it." Yan Tingyue was slightly incredulous, "Alan, how did you think of it?"

Ye Turnan finished drawing the second damaged pattern before putting down the pen: "Although I don't understand embroidery, I know a little bit about painting."

It’s just that these two patterns were drawn by her own hands. Although the memory is very far away, she can still find the old memories when she sees them again.

 Hearing this, Binghe and Tiema looked at each other.

 Do you know a little bit about it?

 Miss Ye only knows a little bit about it. Is it really the same meaning as the idiom in their understanding?

 It’s different, right?

“Alan, you don’t know a little bit about this, you are reaching the pinnacle.” Yan Tingyue disagreed, “I also invited several painting masters, but they couldn’t complete these two parts of the pattern.”

“Teacher, if you are not worried about this costume, please leave it to me.” Ye Banglan nodded slightly, “My friend is the successor of Su embroidery, he can mend this costume.”

"Of course, this is a gift for you." Yan Tingyue folded the costume, put it in the box, and warned, "If someone bullies you, you can't keep it all in your heart, you have to tell me. "

Ye Puanlan smiled lightly: "I'll tell you, I'm waiting for you to vent your anger on me."

Yan Tingyue then smiled, and she asked again: "Is Xiaoyan coming over today?"

"Sir, you will be here soon." Binghe looked serious, "Sir, you went to buy lotus cakes for Miss Ye."

Yan Tingyue said thoughtfully: "Xiao Yan is determined. I will ask someone to catch two more fish. You can have a good meal at my place today."

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 November is also the hazy rainy season in Nancheng, and there is a thin drizzle in the sky.

"He Chen..." After a long while, Sheng Yunyi finally spoke, with a difficult voice, "What happened today..."

 She specifically inquired about Yan Tingyue's preferences from Xu Yu, and made various preparations and strategies in advance.

 It can be said that if there was no night to turn the tide, she would definitely be able to win Yan Tingyue's favor.

Zhou Hechen clenched and unclenched his fingers, his expression changing several times.

 After a while, his cold voice came from the rain: "Go back."

 Yan Tingyue's path is completely unworkable.

His heart felt as if he had been stung by something, and a certain astringent soreness surged over him. It was not severe, but it was very long-lasting.

Zhou Hechen had never felt like this before. He took a deep breath to suppress this strange emotion. "He Chen, if we go back now, what will happen to the Zhou Group's project?" Sheng Yunyi was anxious, "Actually, Miss Ye..."

 For the first time, Zhou Hechen interrupted her rudely and impatiently: "Shut up!"

Sheng Yunyi fell silent for a moment, and her face became paler.

"Sorry..." Zhou Hechen pinched his eyebrows, "I just have a headache because of the company's affairs."

"He Chen, if Mr. Yan's road doesn't work, we have only one choice left." Sheng Yunyi bit her lip, "But Wan Tian Qing Company is in the spotlight, so I don't know if they will choose us."

Zhou Hechen slowly exhaled: "No matter whether you can do it or not, you have to give it a try."

 Indeed, only Bantianqing Company can save the Zhou Group from the fire and water.

The phone's ringtone suddenly rang, and Zhou Hechen glanced at Sheng Yunyi.

"He Chen, I'll go to the car first." Sheng Yunyi had a look, she smiled, and left immediately.

Zhou Hechen then pressed the answer button: "Mom?"

"Where are you in Nancheng? Is the business deal concluded?" Mrs. Zhou asked calmly, "I'll come back this weekend. I have something more important."

 Zhou Hechen frowned: "What's the matter?"

"The Kang family in Hong Kong City intends to marry us. You and Sheng Yunyi are only engaged and can be terminated at any time." Mrs. Zhou said, "He Chen, you also know the current situation of the group. You cannot find a wife who is completely helpless to you. ”

 In the past, Zhou Hechen would have flatly refused.

 But this time, he nodded mysteriously: "I know, Mom, I will go back."

"This is my mother's good son." Mrs. Zhou gave a rare smile, "If the Kang family from the port city joins forces with us, there will be no competitor in the entire southern region that can match us."

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The rain is getting heavier and heavier, and the sky is getting darker. In the distance, you can see layers of lights lighting up, illuminating the sky and the earth.

At this moment, at the gate of Nancheng.

The middle-aged man walked hurriedly in the rain and came to a cave. He respectfully bowed to a shadow inside: "Sir, why are you here in person?"

This shadow is tall and holding a box in his hand.

 The box has a total of eight sides and is strangely shaped, like some kind of mechanism.

"How long are you going to finish the matter if I don't come in person?" The man said coldly, "It's been half a month and I haven't seen Yan Tingyue's people yet!"

 The middle-aged man looked embarrassed: "Please give me some more time."

"I can't wait any longer. Even if Yan Tingyue is not a direct descendant of Xiaoyao Wang Yan Shunhua, her surname is still Yan." The man threw the box in his hand and said lightly, "Then her blood will definitely be able to open the door of Xiaoyao Wang." "The treasure box."

“All the people sent last time have not come back. They must have been dealt with.” The middle-aged man whispered, “And this is China after all, so we can’t go to war.”

Although Nancheng is still thousands of miles away from the imperial capital Yunjing, it is one of the key locations of Bureau 723.

Global Center also has rumors that Bureau 723 seems to have an unclear relationship with the Yakuza organization. Those people in the Yakuza organization are simply a group of lunatics, and even they dare not mess with them easily.

Whether it is soft or hard, Yan Tingyue refuses to eat anything, so what can they do?

It was indeed a lie to invite Yan Tingyue to perform Kunqu Opera at the Global Center. They accidentally obtained the treasure box left by King Xiaoyao and confirmed that blood was needed to open the first lock.

So, they focused on Yan Tingyue.

Of course, it would also be a good thing if the art of Kun Opera could be completely eliminated from China.

"It is not necessary to send someone out to take blood." The man smiled slightly, "These stupid people in China always think that three hundred years have passed and they are still the number one in the world. In fact, many secrets in the world are They are not even qualified to spy, let alone know that there are countless things beyond their imagination.”

 The middle-aged man's expression was shocked: "What do you mean..."

The man did not speak, but sat down and closed his eyes.

Meanwhile, the cabin in the woods.

At the dinner table, Yan Tingyue was taking the soup bowl from Yan Tingfeng's hand with a smile, but she suddenly vomited a large mouthful of blood as her body swayed.

 A little bit of scarlet dripped all over the ground.

See you tomorrow~~

　　(End of this chapter)