Quick time travel villain breeding manual

Chapter 169 The Young Master Is So Proud (5)

I forced a smile and said, "I'm sorry, Ah Yue, I made things difficult for you." After that, I helped her put those scissors into the box.

Ah Yue nodded, carrying the suitcase to go out.

When I thought I couldn't get the answer, she pressed the door frame with her hand, stopped and turned to look at me, and said in a muffled voice: "Guard Qian, I am weak on my own, and I can't help myself in many things. The words are hard to say. But I also know that the feeling of forgetting is not good." Her eyes were full of desolation, and she wrapped her fingers around the broken hair around her ears, and straightened it out, as if she had finally made up her mind Determined, she smiled at me and said: "The day you came to the government, I changed your clothes for you. The wound on your hand may help you remember something."

I stared blankly at my left arm when I heard this. The bandage that was tied on it before was waterproof and breathable. I have always obeyed my son's words and never took it off. I have never seen the wound there. .

When I looked up again, Ah Yue had already walked away carrying her suitcase before I could say thank you.

Doesn't the taste of forgetting feel good?I put my hand on my left arm, and I was a little scared, maybe the memory of it was not good.

My fingers trembled, and the blurred and dark person whose face could not be seen appeared again in my mind, but his face was wearing a silver-white fox mask. He was so clear and bright, and my heart faintly followed. It hurts.

I closed the door, took off my outer robe, unbuttoned my middle coat, and cut open layers of bandages with a dagger, as if opening a door that hides countless secrets.

The scab on the wound has fallen off, but there are still brown and centipede-like scars. I scratched it down with my fingers along the place where the scars started, and I read it over and over again in my heart, Gusu Zheng, Gusu Zheng, Gusu Zheng, Gusu Zheng, Gusu Zheng.My dull, slow brain jumped for joy at the name, and my heart pounded and pounded.

Maybe the memory can lie, but the heart can't.

I think he should be the black figure in my mind.

"Gusu Zheng."

The corner of my mouth couldn't help but put on a smile, just saying your name can make me so happy?

What exactly happened that made me put such a heavy hand on myself and engrave his name on my arm?Did I guess long ago that I would forget him and myself, and I was so smart in the past.

I stood up, pulled off the bandages on my hands, and put on my clothes again.

I poured all my silver on the table.Silver notes, broken silver, copper plates.

I thought, maybe I don't need to save money to buy a man to warm my bed anymore, maybe Gu Suzheng is the one I'm looking for.

Just when I had time to spare and was excitedly preparing to find Gu Suzheng, I thought of a very serious question, how should I tell the young master?
Young master, is it the one who caused my amnesia?No, no, how can I think so, the young master is so good-looking and has a good temper. Although he is sometimes bad on weekdays, he is still a good person overall. How can I doubt the young master.

I knocked myself on the head, "I'm so stupid, what should I do?"

I packed up my clothes and silver taels, put them in a package, and carried them on my back. After hesitating for a moment, I picked up the big knife half a person's height on the table.

I'm going to find Gu Suzheng.This feeling is so strong that it seems like my heart is about to jump out of my chest.

I saw a lot of maids and servants along the way, they looked at me carrying the package, and they all said half-jokingly and half tentatively, "Is the guard Qian kicked out by the young master because he ate too much?" "No, no, From my point of view, the guard Qian has brought his wealth and is going to leave the mansion to marry his husband."

I smiled wryly at them, and felt a little bit reluctant to part with them for a while, so I quickened my pace and walked towards the son's room.

The warm sun shone on the son in the morning. He was dressed in white and stood in the courtyard. There were two large boxes of candles in front of him. One box was white and the other box was red.He held two candles in his hand, one was as white as snow, and the other was as red as blood.

As if noticing my arrival, the young master looked at me.

Nervously, I tugged the package on my shoulder, swallowed, and stared at the young master without blinking.Although I couldn't see the young master's expression clearly through the layer of white veil, I could also feel that his expression was not so happy.

After a while, the young master finally spoke, and he asked gently: "Qianfan, you have made a decision, are you leaving?" The voice was still the same as usual, like a trickling stream, but I couldn't get out of it no matter what. Feel the slightest pleasure.

"Yes, my lord. I'm leaving Shangguan Mansion, and I'm going to find my memory." There was also a person named Gu Suzheng, but I still concealed the latter words after all.

The young master took off the hood with his white and slender hands, revealing his exquisite face, he smiled and said to me: "You have to choose one of these two candles, if your candle is the last to burn out, I won't stop you, if my candle is the last to burn out, you have to stay. Of course, you can choose not to choose, then I promise, there is no way for you to leave Shangguan's house."

I looked into the young master's shining eyes, nodded, and said, "I choose."

The young master handed two candles to me, and said softly: "Choose, Qianfan. Is it red or white? These candles were delivered just today, I have not tampered with, no matter your Whatever you choose is determined by God, so don't blame me."

I looked down, and there seemed to be no difference between the two candles except for the color, so I pointed to the white candle and said, "I choose the white one."

The young master chuckled, as if he had encountered something happy, and said, "Okay, then I will choose the red one." I followed behind the young master and sat under the big tree in the courtyard.

The young master handed me a flint and said, "Then count to one, two, three, and we'll light the fire together. That's fair."

I nodded, followed by the young master's shout of three, and lit my candle.

One red and one white candle burned slowly, and the faint candlelight was so weak and inconspicuous in the daytime.

The young master supported his head with his bony hands, and looked at me quietly. My cheeks were slightly flushed, and I avoided the young master's gaze.

The young master said softly: "It will take a while, and this candle will burn out. Before that, let me tell you an unpleasant story about the past. Of course, if you think what I said is not good, you can call me at any time. stop."

I turned my head and looked at the young man.

"Once upon a time there was a boy who was so handsome that everyone who saw him loved him. Except his mother, he thought that beauty a sin, and that the child was born of the devil, not from her. The boy was born in his womb, so his mother used many methods to try to kill the child, but no one found out, until the boy was pushed off the cliff by his mother when he was six years old. After he returned home, his mother was already mad because she thought that the boy had been killed by her. But it is not known whether it was because of happiness or guilt. His mother saw him and stabbed him with scissors. She turned towards him, but she stumbled and fell down the stairs, her last words were, "Your face is so beautiful that it makes me sick."

I couldn't help the tears flowing down my right eye socket, but my left eye was extremely dry.No matter how stupid and stupid I am, I still understand that this past story is about the son.

Although the young master is sometimes a bit vicious, but most of the time, he is as gentle and comfortable as a spring breeze.

The young master paused, his smile was still so gentle, and he said, "Is it because my storytelling skills are too bad? Why are you crying?"

I wiped my tears, forced a smile, and said, "Master, you spoke very well. I just cried when the wind and sand blinded my eyes. My birth place is not pretty, and Yunrong is half as handsome as my son, so I am not afraid of it." I can't find my husband. Although the mother in this story is crazy, she must be extremely beautiful. Only beauties can compare with each other. In the eyes of ordinary people like me, the son is already unattainable."

The young master put his hands on the veil, smiled softly, and said, "How do you know that I am unattainable?"

I didn't understand what the young master meant for a while, so I kept silent and didn't answer, and looked at the two candles again.

The two candles, one red and one white, are still burning, but the red burns faster, and three-quarters of it has gone, while the white one is only half burned. Judging from the current situation, I probably won in the end.

The breeze gently brushed the leaves, making a rustling sound, and there were many tiny leaves growing on the green branches.

I raised my head and watched the leaves sway, feeling it, and said, "That's the feeling you gave me, my lord."

"Is it a leaf?"

"No, it's the wind. It whizzes past the sky and the earth, but it's silent, and it still has a warm feeling."

The young master laughed loudly as if he had heard some joke, a little tear came out of his eyes, and he quickly wiped it away, so that I thought that that tear was just my illusion.

"If I ask you to stay, will you stay?" The young master stared at me with a twinkle in his eyes.

I hesitated for a moment, but still shook my head.Since I became the son's bodyguard, I have never disobeyed the son like I do today.

The red candle has burned out, and the white candle has a small stump left.

The winner was decided, I stood up, picked up the package, and my half-person-high sword.

The son raised his head, sighed and said, "You always call me son, son, I have never heard you say my name."

I was stunned for a moment, and said, "Shangguan Xia Jin." Although I have called the son this way many times in my heart, it is the first time to mention it in person.

My heart skipped a beat.I was wondering if I was also moved by the young master.An outstanding person like Young Master is easy to fall in love with.Knowing that it is unattainable, but maybe in those fleeting moments, I was also moved.

But tempted and emotional are two different things, like and love are two different things.

Just like when I called Shangguan Xia Jin, my heart just missed a beat, but when Gu Suzheng's name was in my heart, even the whole person jumped for joy.

The young master said, "Yunrong, that's your name."

My heart is a little cold, have I been deceived by the young master for a long time? That is really stupid. It turns out that my name is not Qianfan, but Yunrong.

I nodded, turned around without saying a word, and prepared to leave.

"The matter of your amnesia has nothing to do with me, don't hate me." The son's voice trembled a little.

I paused, "During this time, thanks to the young master taking care of me, how can I hate the young master? I will decide whether to say goodbye to the young master after I regain my memory."

The smile on the corner of Shangguan Xia Jin's mouth collapsed, he stretched out his hand towards Yunrong, and silently watched her leave his sight.

He breathed lightly, and took the remaining sliver of white candle in his hand.Hot wax tears fell on the stone table.

He had known long ago that she would leave.Even if she loses her memory, is she still going to look for Gu Suzheng?Why does Gu Suzheng always beat him?

He is not the wind, she is.She didn't intend to be a draft, but she was lonely and arrogant.

The moment I walked out of Shangguan Mansion, I felt the wind passing by my ears, and the dust flying in the sun. I had a sense of reality that I had not seen for a long time. When Gu Suzheng’s name lingered between my lips and teeth, I felt The bottom of my heart set off endless waves, and I couldn't calm down anymore.

I don't have any memories in my mind, except for those I experienced with my son, I know almost nothing about this world. To find a person who only knows his name is like finding a needle in a haystack.

I sighed, held the knife, and fell on the wall in a comfortable position.Now I feel a little regretful in my heart. I left simply at the time, but now I think about it, I am a little impulsive. If I continue to stay by the son's side as a bodyguard, I might get news from Gu Suzheng one day, no, no, no, Forget it, I don't know anything about the past, if the young master did the amnesia at that time, then how should I deal with myself.

A middle-aged man wearing a yellow Taoist robe, arhat shoes on his feet, and carrying a white banner walked past me. I saw his slovenly and contented appearance, but he was a strange person, and I felt a little bit in my heart. Curious, I took a few more glances.

It was a coincidence that when a gust of wind blew up, I could clearly see the words written on the man's white flag, and it was impressively written that he knew everything, in a very loud and rampant tone.

I thought about it, this man probably works in the Jianghu Baixiaosheng business. When I was chatting with you when I went to the Jianghuai area, I heard you say this kind of occupation. Unconstrained love freedom, travel all over the world.I never thought that the capital is vast and abundant, but it made me see such a person.

I followed quickly, and said, "Sir, are you a master of the underworld?"

Hearing this, the man stopped in his tracks, rubbed his right foot against the calf of his left leg, clasped his ears with his fingers, blew off the earwax on his fingers, looked around, and walked into the alley next to him.

Seeing this, I pulled the package over my shoulder, held the knife, and followed quickly.

It wasn't until they reached the northern suburbs of the capital that they stopped.

(End of this chapter)