Crossing the Book: Raiders After the Villain Makes an Amulet

That day Xie Sangci left Xie's house and didn't go anywhere, just stayed in the teahouse, probably because he wanted to leave Fushui County directly, but he didn't want her to meet Huo Qinglan.

Jun Fuyue: "She probably guessed it."

Xie Sangci should have figured out why Xie Chengzhi treated her differently.

Guess that Xie Chengzhi treats her well because of the illusory "destiny".

Jun Fuyue clutched the channel: "The destiny is indeed untrustworthy. Huo Qinglan doesn't understand Sang Ci. Sang Ci has always been a person who doesn't like to accept fate. When she hears those words, she will only do the opposite and will not ask for anything. Righteousness."

As Sang Ci said, destiny that is known by others is not destiny.

If you know what's about to happen, even if you don't do anything, just think about it for a while, unintentional actions will change the original context.

Unless, like Jiang Jinlin, he was trapped by force and forced to go the way he should.

But Jiang Jinlin was not necessarily trapped.

She showed a smile and said: "It's good to start over again, with her temperament, she will live well wherever she is, without being bullied, and without the restraint of Fushui County, she will get better and better."

Qin Guique thought of Xie Sangci's unconventional temperament when he first met Xie Sangci, and nodded accordingly.

"Will do."

Just like the scene where Chi Dongnian raised his hand and killed himself, he will never forget it now.

Shen family.

He lowered his eyes to hide the coldness in his eyes.

Those people who surrounded Chi Dongnian in his memory were the ones he had never met after staring at the Shen family for so long.

Now he has many people who care about him, not to mention that he doesn't know what Shen Suyi has done, and how he can prevent it so that he will not lose consciousness unpreparedly next time.

This time the symptoms were mild, and he was obedient because he watched Jun Fuyue and closed his eyes, but he himself couldn't guarantee what would happen next time.

Will those people have the same means of controlling him?

If he couldn't take the risk, he could only wait for the impatient Shen Suyi to make a move.

She is so eager, she will definitely make the next move.

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It's not hard to find Huo Qinglan's place.

It is a small courtyard in the suburbs.

One hour before Jun Fuyue arrived here, the invitation letter was delivered.

So when the carriage arrived, Huo Qinglan was seen standing at the door.

Jun Fuyue helped Qin Guique's men get out of the car.

He smiled and said, "I asked Mr. Huo to wait for a long time."

Huo Qinglan still had that friendly smile.

He also didn't care how Jun Fuyue knew his address, and asked sideways: "The Princess is here to make the humble house shine, please, Princess."

Jun Fuyue: "Mr. Huo is polite."

She walked into the courtyard, Qin Guique followed behind her.

Xue Cheng silently drove the car aside.

Seeing that there was no one else around, Huo Qinglan couldn't help but raised her eyebrows in surprise, then followed up and said with a smile: "I just bought this yard last month. It's a quiet place, suitable for writing."

Jun Fuyue nodded, "Mr. Huo is making a new play recently?"

"Yes, I just wrote a head and died," Huo Qinglan went to the front to lead the way, and then said to Jun Fuyue.

Jun Fuyue: "Oh? Could Mr. Huo tell me about this play?"

Huo Qinglan said with a smile: "If the princess asked me last year, I wouldn't have said it. The play hasn't been finished yet, so I can't let it out, but now that the play is broken, it doesn't matter."

He led the two of them to a corner of the yard, where there were green bamboo rocks and a meandering stream in the middle. The running water came out of the rocks and rushed forward mischievously.

There is a small stone pavilion beside the stream. Sitting in it, I just feel that my boredom has dissipated a lot. Listening to the sound of the stream, my mood is also smooth.

It's really a good place to write.

A little boy came over with some tea, Huo Qinglan made tea early, and this meeting happened to pour tea for Jun Fuyue and the others.

He said: "This play is about the life of a strange woman. This woman married into her husband's family far away, but was bullied by her husband. She was so angry that she divorced her husband and went out. Afterwards, she built a tea house to make a living. She accidentally met an anonymous prince and met the prince. They got married, and then fell in love. The two went through hardships. Fortunately, they got married. The later prince ascended the throne as the emperor, and he tried his best to make the woman the queen. When everything went well, the emperor collapsed, and the young woman had to assist the young emperor alone. Help, fight against thieves, and eventually become a famous queen."

Jun Fuyue stared at Huo Qinglan, "The life of this woman written by Mr. is a bit miserable."

If this is the story of Xie Sangci, it will indeed be a life of ups and downs, but it is also a life of suffering.

But in the eyes of those who don't know Xie Sangci, such as Xie Chengzhi, Xie Sangci is an ordinary person who can control the power of a country in the end, it is indeed a fate that people are willing to follow.

After all, Xiazhou is not a small country. If Xie Sangci really made it to the last step and asked for help, it must be Xie Chengzhi who has the financial means to ask for help.

Then Xie Chengzhen really took advantage of the situation.

Rather, it also complied with the order that Xie Chengzhen knew-Xiao Qi is a precious life, and after suffering all kinds of hardships, her fate will be reversed.

It's just that Xie Chengzhi only knows about comments, not such detailed things.

How did Huo Qinglan know such details, as if he had taken Xie Sangci's life script.

Huo Qinglan sighed upon hearing Jun Fuyue's words: "Although it's miserable, but after such a life, it's not a waste of time."

Jun Fuyue laughed, "Since that's the case, why didn't you write this play?"

Huo Qinglan smiled wryly, "The most important thing in writing a play is to understand the character in the pen, know her past, know what kind of past made her have such a tenacious temperament, what kind of opportunity made her marry such a family far away, and writing a play requires knowing her past. Only when it is opened well can it attract people. In order to write this play, I rushed to come here, but found that everything was empty."

Jun Fuyue is silent.

So there is a "story" first, and then Huo Qinglan wants to use Xie Sangci's life story to write a play.

She asked, "How did you conceive your play, sir?"

Where did you know that.

Huo Qinglan looked at Jun Fuyue, but didn't respond directly, but said: "Does the Princess know about Sunset Sea?"

Jun Fuyue: "The world is divided into four sea areas with the Sunset Sea as the center. The Sunset Sea is full of reefs and covered with fog all year round. It is the most dangerous boundary on the sea. Even the best ships and the best fleets dare not set foot there. piece of sea."

Huo Qinglan shook his head, "The best ship and the best fleet can get there naturally, but the princess is not capable enough to own the best, so naturally he can't get there,"

He said: "There is a secret in this world. This secret is only known by seven people in the world. Everything the Princess wants to know can be known there."

Jun Fuyue frowned, "You can't say?"

Huo Qinglan spread her hands, "In addition to writing dramas, I also do fortune-telling. The Princess knows that there are rules in fortune-telling, and you should not reveal secrets at will. Besides, I am only occasionally favored by the heavens. , I am just grateful, never dared to tamper with the script, if not, it would kill someone."

Jun Fuyue couldn't help but think of the novels that appeared on her body, as well as the details of Shen Yuan Haiyu's death.

She was silent for a while, "Why did you go to Sangci? And why are you willing to tell me these things?"