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When Qi Ye returned the jade to Granny Feng, he explained the reason to her.

"So that's the case, that group of people still have this idea."

Granny Feng sighed, "I didn't expect them to even know this secret, but they should have discovered that it is impossible to change time and space with just a small piece of remaining energy in their hands."

Qi Ye looked at the completely restored Yuhuan.

"So, now this jade really has the ability to bring people back to the past?"

Unexpectedly, Granny Feng still shook her head, "Even if they get it in the end, it will be in vain."

A smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and furrows appeared like ravines, "The power that can change time and space in the two broken jades of 'Yu' and 'Shen' has already been transferred by me."

As for where it was transferred to, Qi Ye did not pursue it.

The ownership of this power no longer needs to be known, and this kind of mysterious method can no longer fall into the hands of people with evil intentions.

"However, now that you return the small part of 'sound', the passage to change time and space will be truly completed."

Granny Feng continued, "I didn't expect that you would return the jade so quickly. You know, before such a temptation, many people couldn't see through it."

"This is what I promised you at the beginning." Qi Ye slowed down his tone.

Back then when he went up the mountain to seek a cure, it was agreed that Granny Feng would help Pei Qinyin restore her voice, and what Pei Qinyin had to do was repair the broken jade.

This was a very fair transaction, and it was already a blessing that both of them lived an extra life.

While talking, Granny Feng took out a piece of red paper.The piece of paper was very strange, it was not a complete square, and a piece had been cut off in the middle. The paper was a bit old and dark red, obviously it had been placed for a long time.

Granny Feng wrapped a part of Yuhuan with that piece of paper, and Qi Ye could see clearly that the part she wrapped was the last part added.

Strange whispers sounded, Granny Feng didn't know what she was saying, she let go after a long time, and lit the shredded paper.

Tongues of fire licked the shredded paper and quickly devoured it.

"Go where you need to go."

Granny Feng looked at the last wisp of smoke, her eyes were empty, as if she saw something else through it.

It took a long time before she turned her head and left a meaningful sentence to Qi Ye, "Those who keep their promises, they don't know that your letting go now has contributed to the initial gain."

Until the next few years, Qi Ye had already forgotten the details of the grain of that jade, and Granny Feng's last words were still engraved in his heart.

Because the wedding is approaching, the Qi family's old house has been full of guests for the past few days. Grandma Qi is afraid that the relatives who are close to her will entangle Qi Ye so much that she sends him out of the house and asks him to find her own wife.

When she called, Pei Qinyin was at the Shen's house with her master.

Qi Ye gritted his teeth. If others don't know, how can he not know?The two are not masters and apprentices at all, but the relationship between senior sister and junior.

Thinking back to that young boy who was so young that he dropped his glass when he was frightened, now standing in front of him, he had to bow his head, Qi Ye felt a little helpless because of the turn of wind and water.

But when he thought that Shen Zhao would attend the wedding as the woman's parent, Er Shao Qi lost all temper, and actively prepared a large cart of ginseng supplements, drove to Shen's house to pick up his wife, and "honored the elders" by the way.

As soon as he entered the door, he heard Pei Qinyin chatting with Shen Zhao,

"George recently designed a love drama, both the link and the scene are very unusual, because there are elements of Peking Opera in it, he wanted me to participate, but because I already have a lover, I recommended someone to him."

Hearing "I already have a lover" in Pei Qinyin's mouth, the corners of Qi Ye's lips twitched unconsciously, and then he noticed the information in the words.

He had the impression that the George Pei Qinyin mentioned was the designer of the zombie variety show that Pei Qinyin participated in before.

"Who did you recommend?" He asked as he walked into the living room.

The person who was drinking tea on the sofa pursed his lips and said softly: "Me."

Qi Ye looked at Shen Qingxiao in surprise, it was hard to imagine how this person participated in a romance show.

Pei Qinyin's smiling voice came, "How is it? Did you gain something? I saw that you and a cp named Jiang Xun have been on the Internet recently, and they are in full swing."

Different from Shen Qingxiao's previous CPs in filming, the real-life CPs in this romance show obviously made netizens feel more genuine.

But a helpless expression rarely flashed across Shen Qingxiao's face.

Pei Qinyin wondered, "What?"

Shen Qingxiao has always been indifferent and gentle, it seems that everything can be handled properly, and he has never seen such a headache-like expression on his face, although it is only fleeting, it is enough to make people curious.

Shen Qingxiao smiled lightly, "It's nothing."

They didn't talk about this topic anymore after dinner. After dinner, Shen Qingxiao took Qi Ye to visit the house. As soon as he entered the study, Qi Ye saw the calligraphy and paintings on the wall, paused, and asked, "Whose is this?" Character?"

"My grandfather's." Shen Qingxiao replied casually.

Qi Ye turned his eyes deeper, looking thoughtful, as if he was sure of something but a little suspicious.

"When your grandfather was young... he could write so well?"

Shen Zhao happened to pass by, and laughed when he heard this, "It's nothing. When I was a child, there were no conditions in the theater troupe. I also won the War of Resistance. I only started to practice calligraphy after I got married, but I haven't practiced anything well in the past few decades. , just to teach grandson, Qing Xiao's writing is better than mine now."

Then Shen Qingxiao saw that Qi Ye frowned, and faded away from the warmth of facing his relatives and friends. At this time, the man resumed his seriousness when performing tasks, and looked at him with a touch of inquiry.

Shen Qingxiao was not afraid, and asked with a smile, "What's wrong?"

Qi Ye said in a deep voice, "Can you write a few words, I say, you write."

Shen Qingxiao walked to the desk, and really wrote a short line of words according to what Qi Ye said.

Then he saw Qi Ye's frown deepened.

"Have you... ever had a letter delivered to me?"

There was slight surprise in Shen Qingxiao's eyes, "What?"

Qi Ye's eyes wandered between the Shen family's grandfather and grandson, and seeing that there was only a hint of doubt on the faces of the two without any flaws, he said:

"It's nothing, maybe I'm thinking too much, sorry."

At that time, Shen Qingxiao did not understand the meaning of Qi Ye's expression until one day a year later, he stood in front of the lacquered gate and looked at the word "Qi Mansion" on the plaque.

A servant came out of the corner gate, went to the stall set up on the opposite side of the street, threw down a few copper coins, "Boss, here is a bowl of tea soup."

Before the food was served, he complained again and again, "Oh, it really makes people tremble, that granddaughter of the old Qi family was dragged down by our second youngest just like that, her voice is also hoarse, and she looks so disheveled. It looks really infiltrating”

The people at the next table heard the movement, and they also started talking, "If you want me to say that this Qi Ye is really a ruthless person, have you heard that Zhao Jingyu died at his hands! After the Qi family, I am afraid He still has the final say.”

"I heard that he made the move this time because the young lady from the Jiang family ruined Pei Qinyin's voice? Tsk tsk, I think the Jiang family will have a hard time in the future."

"That's not it," the stall owner brought a bowl of tea soup to the servant, wiped his face with the sweat towel around his neck, and said with regret, "It's just a pity, Boss Pei, she hasn't come out to sing for two years, and now It also ruined the voice, and the big guys will have no ears in the future."

A group of people shook their heads with emotion, and then talked about the turmoil caused by the Li army in the east, and intermittent chatter reached the ears of the man standing on the side of the street.

Qi Ye, Pei Qinyin, voice...

Shen Qingxiao's eyes darkened.

Pei Qinyin's damaged voice when she first appeared, her relationship with the Qi family who suddenly appeared without any intersection, and her grandfather's love and respect for Pei Qinyin for no reason.

There were also those words that Qi Ye asked him to write down that time, and the endless words.

The doubts that I hadn't figured out before and buried deep in my heart all connected together at this moment.

Shen Qingxiao turned around and walked into a shop selling medicinal materials behind him, borrowed a pen and paper from the shopkeeper, and on the yellow paper that the shopkeeper tore off from the account book, he picked up the pen and wrote the eleven words that Qi Ye said at the beginning without changing a single word. Copy it up——

"There may be a law available at Yuquan Temple in Fumeng Mountain."

A girl followed Shen Qingxiao into the store, and seeing him writing on paper, she didn't know why, "What are you doing?"

"Jiang Xun," Shen Qingxiao had already finished writing, turned his head and said humanely, "Come here."

When the shopkeeper heard it, he looked at the girl and answered, "Your surname is Jiang too? Just now there was a lady from the Jiang family who suffered, do you know her?"

Shen Qingxiao was finishing his pen, when he heard the words, he said in a gentle voice, "There are too many people with the same surname, but they are not all family members."

"That's right, that's what I asked."

Jiang Xun snorted and laughed.

Although Shen Qingxiao opened the topic for her, if nothing unexpected happened, the one who was dragged out just now should be the half-sister that her cheap grandfather said in this life.

Wait a minute, Jiang Xun's eyes narrowed, so how should the seniority of her and Pei Qinyin be calculated?

She walked over, hooked Shen Qingxiao's shoulders, bent down and whispered in his ear, "From now on, don't call me by my real name outside, just call me Xiaoye, huh?"

Shen Qingxiao responded lightly, without changing his expression, poked her on the shoulder and handed over the note in his hand, "Send this to the Qi Mansion opposite."

Jiang Xun raised his eyebrows, "Why don't you send it?"

"You move fast, I will be easily spotted."

This reason convinced her.

After returning, the two walked out of the store. Jiang Xun thought of the content on the note and asked, "Why did you write this?"

"I don't know, maybe it will be useful." Shen Qingxiao's tone was very light, full of thought.

As soon as he heard his voice, Jiang Xun noticed that this man's mind began to turn again, and he looked unpredictable and didn't know what he was thinking.

She took out the paper-cut and waved it teasingly in front of Shen Qingxiao's eyes, "This should be the last time we come here, cherish the opportunity, think about doing something again."

The other parts of the dark red paper-cut are bare, only the leaf on the far right is still swaying in the wind.

Looking at the paper-cut in his hand, Jiang Xun's eyes darkened.

Speaking of which, when she got this paper-cut maple leaf in the book, she didn't expect it to have the function of changing time and space.

Three maple leaves, one for the future, one for the present, and one for the past.

I don't know whether this magical power comes from this piece of red paper or the person who made the origami.

However, after experiencing a resurrection from the dead, Jiang Xun felt that he was not surprised to see anything.

"What do you want to do?" Shen Qingxiao asked back.

Pulled back from his thoughts by a sentence, Jiang Xun shrugged.

I don't know if it's Qi Ye's tricks too much, or the people in Holylance are too fragile. After borrowing a knife to kill and destroy her former employer in the previous life, she really doesn't know what to play.

"Then let's go to Liyuan to listen to a play." Seeing that she was silent, Shen Qingxiao said to himself.

"Still going to Liyuan?" Jiang Xun smiled, "Did you forget the last time who was addicted to theater and told the owner of the theater that he would pretend to sing for a while, but was almost snatched away?"

"Well," Shen Qingxiao said in a calm voice, as if pointing, "then there was a person standing by and watched the show for a long time."

Jiang Xun crossed his arms and gave him a sideways glance, "I saved you in the end."

But she knew that even if she didn't take action, nothing would happen to Shen Qingxiao who was surrounded by those soldiers. Regardless of how harmless this person looked, there were many ways to deal with him.

However, when she glanced over, she saw the man's clear brows and eyes stretched out, and a smile spread from the corners of the man's lips little by little, covering his whole face with an indescribable light.

"Well, luckily you're here."

A gentle, lazy voice came into his ears, Jiang Xun was startled, and rolled his eyes.

She sighed secretly in her heart, beauty is misleading.

Obviously at the beginning, he felt that this person was hypocritical and wanted to tease him, but recently he has been at a disadvantage for some reason.

Jiang Xun squinted his eyes. Shen Qingxiao was a man whose ten fingers did not touch the spring water. He was so indifferent that he couldn't see anything except Beijing opera and his family. He had a gentle protective look on his face, which made people want to accommodate him unconsciously. .

She simply turned her head, "Let's go, I just want to eat the wonton at the entrance of the Liyuan Guild Hall."

Shen Qingxiao, who was behind him, had a smile in his eyes, and followed.

As the two walked away, a red star suddenly lit up on the paper-cut maple leaf.

As if being burned by an invisible flame, the last remaining leaf disappeared inch by inch, and the soot fell into the air, and was blown away by a gust of wind.