He rode back to Luoyang in a carriage.

Luoyang was lively. Through the carriage, she saw the lively market on the roadside. She shouted to stop the carriage and walked down.

The maid Xiaomian accompanied Bai Yaoyao and said, "Miss, why don't you go back to the mansion to repair it first?"

She said, "The mansion is so boring, so there is no such fun outside. I just want to drink tea and listen to the story."

She entered a teahouse, and the teahouse was crowded with people, and it was already full.

She looked up and down and saw that there was no seat, and she felt a little regretful. Xiaomian could not allow her lady to suffer this grievance. She waved to the waiter in the teahouse. The waiter hurriedly came and asked, "Oh, Miss Han, I'm so embarrassed. Today's customer service is full. See if you are willing to buy a seat?"

"Full seat?" Xiaomian stood up angrily and said, "What is our lady? She is the daughter of the Shangshu Mansion and the daughter of the daughter. How can she compete for a seat?" Xiaomian looked casually and pointed to a position near the corridor on the second floor. A young man in coarse linen said, "Just that seat drove the poor boy away, let us sit there!"

In Luoyang City, the second generation of officials from high-ranking and noble families were somewhat dandy. According to the Tianshu, Han Xintang was also a playboy.

Bai Yaoyao followed Xiaomian's gaze and vaguely felt that the boy in the seat looked familiar. Before she could tell carefully, Xiaomian had already rushed to drive people out in a fierce manner. She took out ten taels of silver and threw it on the seat, "Hey, you are the ones! Our lady wants your position. Take the silver and leave quickly!"

The boy did not turn around, he remained indifferent and was still listening to the story of cultivating immortals told by Storyteller.

"You kid, our lady is the daughter of the Shangshu. Don't toast and not eat the punishment!"

"The daughter of Shangshu?" The young man turned his head when he heard the extremely key words in this sentence.

"That's right, it's the daughter of the Shangshu. You guys know something, you know something. It's only five taels of silver in three or four hours! Ten taels of silver is already a lot!"

When the boy turned his head, Bai Yaoyao also saw him along his sight.

At this moment, she was stunned.

The boy's facial features were extremely erect, his eyebrows were thick and covered with eyebrows, his nose was tall and straight, full of heroic spirit, and his hairline was full of beauty. At this time, he was full of youthful spirit, but he also had a bit of hardness.

Her fists clenched, and her mind numbed in an instant.

Si Nan...This is Si Nan!

Although Mo Ze looks very similar to Si Nan, she can always tell them clearly. She can tell who is Mo Ze and who is Si Nan.

And the man sitting there in front of me was indeed Si Nan.

But why is Si Nan?

Her mind was turning hard at this moment, and lines began to pull.

Ten thousand years ago, it was the day when Si Nan was born and raised. In Mo Ze's soul-raising world, what she saw was Si Nan!

...

After thinking for a moment, all the cause and effect were threaded into threads in front of her eyes. When she found the thread, it was easy to peel off the thread. At this moment, her eyes suddenly lit up.

So, Si Nan is Mo Ze, and Mo Ze is Si Nan!

Her heart was beating wildly and she was a little excited.

This, this is, Mo Ze is Si Nan’s ironclad evidence!!

With a blink of an eye, the eyes were a little misty at this moment, and her heart was sour. She could not describe the feeling at this moment, so she covered her mouth.

"The Book of Heaven, the Book of Heaven. Mo Ze is Si Nan, and Si Nan is Mo Ze. So, after Si Nan's life, Mo Ze can be resurrected, right?"

Tianshu was very surprised when he heard Bai Yaoyao's words, "Is the God of War God that God of War? Ancestor, are you sure the Blade Man in front of you is Si Nan's God of War?"

"I'm sure the person in front of me is Si Nan. I will not admit my mistake, nor will I admit my mistake."

The book also flipped the pages of the book and thought: "Oh, no wonder, no wonder the Soul-raising world projected 12,000 years ago. It turned out that Lord Moze was the God of War Si Nan. In this case, if you accompany Lord War God through this life, Lord Moze can not only recall his life, but also recall his previous life and Lord Si Nan's life."

This is how it is!

Her eyes were filled with emotions, and she had long forgotten to react and respond to what was happening in front of her.

At this moment, the young Situ Nan turned around and saw the eldest lady Han Xintang who let her maid be aggressive. Thinking that this was the woman who had engaged to her, he felt disappointed.

"I'm going to sit down first in this position. If the young lady wants to sit, she can also sit in the opposite position."

"You, don't toast and not eat and drink. What is our eldest lady's identity? What is your identity? Do you still want to have tea with our eldest lady?! Take a good look at yourself!"

Situ Nan said lightly: "If you are willing to sit down, please ask for a stool if you don't."

Xiaomian was also planning to argue, so Bai Yaoyao pressed her hand. Then, she patted the dust on her clothes and then stepped forward and sat opposite Situ Nan.

Xiaomian advised anxiously: "Miss, how could you be at the same table with such a person? You will lose your identity." She lowered her head and leaned close to Bai Yaoyao's ear and said: "Miss, there are many people here. If it is spread, it will not be good for your reputation."

"It's okay." Bai Yaoyao gave up and threw the ten taels of silver on the table to the waiter, "Come on a pot of good tea."

"Get ok!"

Xiaomian stood aside and looked at her lady angrily, and then looked at the boy opposite the table fiercely. His eyes were so angry that they almost wanted to dig a hole for him.

After a while, Bai Yaoyao wanted to break the embarrassing situation by himself, "Is this young man from a foreign country?"

Situ Nan nodded briefly and did not say anything else.

Nothing was said for a while.

For Bai Yaoyao, this is a feeling that is very similar to the feeling of being close to home. After thinking of him for more than two hundred years, I finally saw him, and I had a lot of things I wanted to say.

But at this moment, it seems that there is no way to start and cannot be said. Even a simple greeting is very difficult.

For Situ Nan, his first impression of Miss Han Xintang was very bad. Thinking that she was actually his wife who had not passed away, I felt unhappy.

The waiter brought the tea, and each of them had a pot of tea, without disturbing each other and had no intersection.

After listening to the book for an hour quietly, to be honest, Bai Yaoyao didn't listen to a word. She kept looking at Situ Nan carefully. Although he was young, he was not lacking in his youthful aura. It can be predicted that he would look handsome after he grew up. That's right, she not only foreseeed, but also for many years.

Unfortunately, even though she kept looking at him, her eyes did not meet even in a moment.

An hour later, Situ Nan seemed to be a little tired. He stood up and planned to leave without saying hello to Bai Yaoyao.

"Wait." Bai Yaoyao stopped him.

Situ Nan turned around and said politely: "Miss Han, what are your instructions?"

"Application?" Bai Yaoyao withdrew his hand. Thinking about it, it seemed that it was not appropriate to call him at this time. He hesitated for a while. Just when Situ Nan was about to leave, she immediately said: "You have just come to Luoyang, where are you living now?"
Chapter completed!