The computer was always on, and Nan Sichen let go of her hand and connected his cell phone.

Then, he used his mouse to operate the computer screen a few times, and suddenly, a beautiful picture filled the entire screen.

The picture is an oil painting, and the painting shows a young woman.

The woman stood in a vast vineyard, with her long curly hair hanging behind her.

She wore a velvet dress with a wide and fluffy hem, her waist was extremely slender and graceful. Her face was white and moist, and her black eyes were filled with a hazy mist.

Her facial features are beautiful, her eyebrows are clear, and she holds an parasol in her hand, and her posture is elegant.

This is not the first time Lan Nianyun has seen this young woman.

But when she saw it again, her heart was filled with ups and downs.

It seems that this woman can always touch her emotions.

Unconsciously, she had been pulled into his arms by Nan Sichen. His slender arms surrounded her and murmured in her ears, "Baby, do you remember what I said to you last time in my study room?"

Lan Nianyun nodded gently, "I remember, last time you introduced to me at the castle in Qiandao Lake, this woman is the girl Lester, the third-generation Earl of the Garomi family."

"Well," Nan Sichen nodded, "her name is Dianelian, born in Louis XIV. Because of her outstanding beauty and wisdom, she was appreciated by the king, so she allowed her to inherit the title of her father. Moreover, the king also ordered that the title of Duke Dianelian de Fran would be passed down from generation to generation to generation, not from male."

Speaking of this, Nan Sichen stopped and raised his hand to push Lan Nianyun's hair on the side of his ear, with his movements extremely gentle.

Lan Nianyun then turned her head, stared at him, chewing on the meaning of his words just now, and spoke softly, "Lawrence, therefore, the descendants of the Duke Dianelian, each generation, are the princesses that the Garomi family wants to protect?"

Nan Sichen smiled softly. His little princess was indeed very smart. She immediately understood the center of gravity in his words. He couldn't help but turn his head and gently touched her delicate cheeks.

Then, he reached out and clicked the mouse, and another picture appeared on the screen, which also showed an extremely pure and beautiful woman, which looked seven or eight minutes like Diane's Lotus Foot.

Nan Sichen slowly said, "Dianlian was unable to be with my ancestor Lester for some reason. Finally, he left his hometown and went to Sweden in Nordic to marry someone else. This one was Dialian's daughter, the second princess of the Garomi family."

After saying that, he clicked the mouse again, and the third picture of the beautiful woman was shown. Nan Sichen slowly explained, "The subsequent generations of princesses have been living in Northern Europe and have never been able to return to the Flange. And my ancestors, from a long distance, silently cared for and protected their princesses, wishing them happiness and peace in their lives."

Hearing this, Lan Nianyun's face looked a little melancholy and sighed, "I didn't expect that there were such twists and turns between the ancestors of the Garomi family and their princesses."

As she said that, she raised her arms and wrapped herself around Nan Sichen's neck, her eyes waving like water, "Then have your ancestors been separated from their princesses?"

Nan Sichen's left hand, which was supported by her back, slid down, put it on her waist, and kept clicking on the screen with her right hand.

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When it arrived at the seventh Zhang, Nan Sichen stopped, his voice was soft, and continued to say: "In the 19th century, the seventh-generation duchess followed her husband to Asia for trade, and since then, he settled in Port City. Later, her daughter married the locals."

As he said that, he turned two pages down, and Lan Nianyun saw that the ninth-generation duke had already shown a mixed-race white and yellow race, and his facial features were even more beautiful and gentle.

Then, Nan Sichen turned down another page, which was an old, yellow black and white photo.

The woman in the photo looks very young, looking only eighteen or nineteen years old, and is dressed in a modern atmosphere. She wore a simple white shirt and a black pleated skirt that stretched to her ankle. Her black hair was flowing, reaching a waist-length length, and a bright smile on her face, which was romantic and charming.

The background behind her is a towering iron tower, which is the Eiffel Tower, the landmark building of Pali.

Lan Nianyun looked at her and opened her eyes wide, "Is this the tenth-generation duchess? This photo was taken in Pali. So, the princess of the Garomi family finally returned to the State of Flan! "

"Yes," Nan Sichen smiled at her and put her hand on her waist tightened. "This princess, when she was eighteen years old, went to Frankland to study in the Pali Design Academy. In this way, the heir of the princess lineage finally returned to her hometown. This photo was taken by her just arrived in Pali shortly."

"Yes." Lan Nianyun nodded and responded.

She stared at the photo on the screen, and the more she looked, the more familiar she felt.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in her mind, and she remembered something, "Lawrence, isn't it your grandfather, Charles, the twelfth Earl of the Garomi family?"

"hehe……"

Nan Sichen laughed loudly. He raised his hand and shaved Lan Nianyun's nose affectionately, "Baby, you're just reacting now!"

Lan Nianyun made a playful face at him, with a strong voice, "I think the photos of these princesses are so beautiful. Each one is so beautiful that I didn't count the age for a while."

She paused and asked curiously: "Lawrence, how many years did this photo take?"

Nan Sichen's eyes fluttered, and he looked at her, his voice was low, and he replied, "This photo was taken fifty years ago, in 1968, baby," he said softly: "You know the people in this photo!"

"Ah?" Lan Nianyun was dumbfounded.

She turned her eyes and glanced at the computer screen again, and calculated the age of the princess in the photo. She is 68 years old this year...

Suddenly, a face appeared in her mind.

It was the most beautiful, elegant, fashionable, and grandma-level person she had ever seen. She suddenly realized and exclaimed, "I understand, the person in the photo is Sophie!"

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The answer to yesterday’s question is, hey, it’s a!

The male protagonist introduced all the princesses from all generations from Diane Lian to the heroine's grandmother Sophie, but he just ignored the heroine's biological mother, Catherine!

Because the male protagonist feels that now is not the best time to expose the heroine's identity.

Another very important reason is that the male protagonist respects the female protagonist's adoptive mother Su Yijia very much.

He always believed that Su Yijia should tell the heroine's life experience in person is the best way to the heroine and the most easily accepted way.
Chapter completed!