It Turns out that I am Beautiful and Miserable [Quick Transmigration]

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If you don't know how to ride a horse, it's really a hassle.

In the boxy city of Yanjing, there is no place suitable for horse racing. Traveling for a long time is not like a child's play for an outing.

But Gu Cong still took it all in one gulp: "I'll figure out a way."

The speed of speech was so fast that he didn't give the person opposite him a chance to repent.

After a pause, he said again: "If you don't mind, follow me to the ancestral hall after dinner."

Getting married yesterday was a happy event after all, moving the coffin to the church will inevitably attract criticism, and it seems to be emphasizing the achievements of the general's mansion. Gu Cong wanted to go to worship alone before leaving, but he remembered the smile of the young man when he mentioned his grandfather last night, and the words on his lips suddenly turned around.

Of course Xi Ye would not refuse.

Although the general's mansion occupies a large area, it is rare to see servants and maidservants walking around, which always makes people feel a little deserted. Gu Cong changed into the black clothes he usually wears, and his whole person is obviously more dignified and solemn.

In the past few worlds, except when he was injured, Xi Ye had hardly seen the other party look so cold and hard, so it was unavoidably a little strange, and he stared at him for a long time.

Gu Cong certainly felt it, at first he thought it was because of the wrong clothes, he adjusted it calmly, only to realize that the other party was just looking at him, and he was not guilty of being caught, instead he bent his eyes and looked back with a smile on his face.

It is said that when God takes something away, it will give compensation on the other hand. For example, blind people often have sharper hearing. Although young people cannot speak, their eyes are particularly vivid.

Clearing his throat uncomfortably, he picked up a chopstick dish for Xi Ye for the nth time: "Eat."

The white porcelain plate, which was flat at first, has already piled up a small mountain made of food. Even if he lost the memory of his previous lives, he still accurately avoided the dishes that Xi Ye hated.

1101 couldn't help feeling: "Is this the instinct engraved in the bone?"

Accompanied by three lives, after all, there are still some traces beyond memory.

[Besides, you are so obedient now that you are not like you. 】

"Really?" Xi Ye took another sip of the soft boiled rice porridge after slowly picking out the top of the bamboo shoots, "That's how he used to look at me."

Straightforward, soft and hot.

It's a rare opportunity to give someone back the tricks that someone used, and he never tires of it, and he doesn't force it at all.

I can only watch 1101, who was hungry for breakfast, being stuffed with dog food again.

As a result of habit, Gu Cong ate very fast, and deliberately waited until Xi Ye was full before putting down his chopsticks and rinsing his mouth. The two of them went to the ancestral hall. The ointment last night was very effective.

In terms of the age of the soul alone, maybe this deity is called the ancestor, but in any case, it is a fact that the trumpet is under the protection of the general's mansion, and these people are also Gu Cong's elders.

What's more, Xi's mansion was ransacked in the name of a criminal official, not to mention the memorial tablet, even secretly burning paper may be accused, and the trumpet's life was taken.