"It sounds like a eunuch." Chen Yue raised her eyebrows, and this title is not an ordinary hot ear.

Yan Ranjin smiled, took Jinxia off Chen Yue's shoulder, and explored her pulse. Suddenly her face changed.

Seeing her face change, Chen Yue also reached out to Jinxia's pulse, but her fingertips did not pound.

Yan Ranjin pursed her lips and smiled in her throat: "Ha, can't wait so much?"

She looked at Chen Yue: "Beauty, if I don't come back within three hours, say "Jinyan" to my father, and my father will understand."

Chen Yue nodded, she closed her eyes, and suddenly fell down. He hurriedly held it and placed it on the soft couch beside him.

Jinxia didn't know how long she had slept. When she opened her eyes, she saw chaos without a trace of light. But in an instant, the world was illuminated, and nine people appeared in front of her. They were wearing various clothes, but they were all wearing masks, which made people unable to see their appearance.

One of them asked with a smile: "Which generation of the Jin family is from?"

He used the secret words of the Jin family, but Jinxia could understand them.

"The eleventh generation, Jin Xia Huayan." She reported her name, Huayan was her character. The Jin family always took the characters casually, except that the first character was according to the regulations, and the second character was Yan or Qing.

The person who asked her touched her chin and muttered to herself: "Huayan... is indeed the eleventh generation, but isn't the Jin family only ten generations?"

One person then asked: "Who is your grandfather? Zhiqing or Zhiyan."

"Not either, my grandfather's surname is Mo, but Zhiqing is my grandfather." Jinxia tilted her head to look at them and said honestly.

The first person who asked the question seemed to be disbelief and his eyes swept back and forth on Jinxia.

"Zhi Qing gave birth to a daughter?"

"Yes, is there any problem?"

"No……"

The man's expression changed completely and he was a little wilted.

Jinxia was stunned. What's wrong with this person?

The space fluctuated, and a person walked from afar, frolicking blue clothes and wearing a mask on his face. But Jinxia was the most familiar with this person.

"Mom..." She rushed into Yan Ranjin's arms, "Why do you look like this?"

"How did I know? It turned out like this in the blink of an eye." Yan Ranjin shrugged, not caring about the changes in appearance.

The man looked at Yan Ranjin and twitched: "Xia'er, shouldn't your mother be a man?"

Yan Ranjin roughly scanned everyone and knew which generation they were from.

"Dad, I just look taller than you, but it doesn't mean I must be a man." Yan Ranjin's lips curled up.

The man who was called Dad: "..."

"How do you know my seniority?"

"Because... no one will ask questions except you." Yan Ranjin heard Yan Zhiqing say that her father was very cold and he would not ask if he could calculate it. Then the one who said the most was Jin Yan.

Jinyan: "..."

Is it his illusion that I had inexplicably noticed a hint of contempt?

"But... are you really a woman? You look like a man no matter how you look." Jinyan poked Yan Ranjin's chin, which felt pretty good, but the people in his family all had good skin.

Yan Ranjin: “…”

Before, she tried hard to prevent people from seeing that she was a woman, but now she has to try hard to explain that she is a woman and that the world is really impermanent.

"It's a woman." Some of the eight people who had been silent all the time spoke, "Girl, what's the name?"

"Jinxi Ranyan." Yan Ranjin didn't know what to call her, after all, this person was nine generations older than her.

The man paused and then asked, "There are still girls in the ninth generation of the Jin family?"
Chapter completed!