who knows

"Well, she sealed her own distraction... What to do?" Suppressing the sadness in her heart, Zhong Liqing smiled nonchalantly and asked inexplicably.

"I don't know this, but with the temperament of the crown, I will never take the initiative to say that I will wait," Cen Beiqing turned the teacup in his hand with a sigh, and his probing eyes swept across Zhong Liqing's face very quickly. She rolled her eyes again before realizing it, and said with a faint smile, "It's strange, I proposed to find a furnace for Your Majesty, but she flatly refused—I don't know what kind of trick Miss Zhongli used to teach His Majesty not Healed by medicine? When she left, although her power had not yet returned to its peak, she was no longer so weak. On the other hand, looking at you, girl, you are not at all sluggish, and even your cultivation has improved..."

Hearing Cen Beiqing mention this, Zhong Liqing smiled coldly, and suddenly interrupted her whisper: "If I say that I am already the furnace cauldron under the crown, what will you do?"

"I didn't mean to offend the girl, but, according to my understanding of Your Majesty, since she rejected my proposal to find a stove for her, she would never go back on her word; If the cauldron is used, the other party will surely die, and there is absolutely no possibility of surviving—Since Miss Zhongli is sitting here alive, the cauldron says that she can do nothing." Cen Beiqing analyzed with reason, but did not She didn't notice the sarcasm that flashed in Zhong Liqing's eyes.

——It's ridiculous to say that you understand the other party's temperament!

I'm afraid that Miss Cen would never have guessed that she not only became Jun Moci's cauldron, but also had a good time with her, and even sat here safe and sound, playing wits with her, and you come and go to test the clichés. .

It's not that that person didn't think about taking his own life, it's just that he couldn't do it after all.

Thinking of this, Zhong Liqing suddenly felt a subtle sense of complacency, but was dismissed by another thought: Since Cen Beiqing wanted to find a cauldron for Jun Moci, he already had a candidate, if it wasn't for a coincidence, he would What will happen if you lead yourself to go and change someone else?

Zhong Liqing frowned, but really didn't want to think about it.

If your sweetheart forgets yourself, then teach her to think about it; if your sweetheart is unattainable, try to improve yourself to get closer to her; I want to cry but have no tears.

It seems that he still has to find a way to stay by that person's side as soon as possible - the flower of the high mountain that he has been thinking about, the flower is about to bloom, how can he allow others to get involved?

I have to keep a close eye on it, watch it all the time, wishing I could be tied to my side, embed in my bosom, rubbed into my bones.

"It's just a joke, Miss Cen." Zhong Liqing changed her previous indifference, and suddenly lifted her lips into a smile, and it was as warm as the breeze melting snow. It's just relying on the effect of the warm soup of Yunsheng Pond, and I was lucky enough to know some ways to regulate meridians, and practiced kung fu with Mianxia for a few weeks, and unexpectedly broke through the [-]% seal by mistake, and solved the urgent need , the injury was relieved; I also got a blessing in disguise, and my cultivation base has greatly improved—speaking of which, I would like to thank Miss Cen for her kind introduction."

What Zhong Liqing said was high-sounding, and both parties knew it well, and they didn't expose it—but she really didn't want to teach Cen Beiqing about her entanglement with Jun Moci, so she just evaded it half-truth .

After all, this topic involves secrets, and both parties have their own scruples. After holding a cup of tea, they tacitly opened up the conversation and started another topic.

"Miss Cen, I have something else to ask. I wonder if I can clear up my doubts?" Zhong Liqing pursed her lips, then smiled, suppressing the ripples in her heart because of Jun Moci, and took out a notebook from the storage ring , and handed it to Cen Beiqing—on the cover of the handbook were the three elegant characters of "The Classic of Zhiguai"—and asked in a deep voice, "Is the word Cen one and two on it written by the girl?"

Opening the cover, pointing to the inscription Juanxiu under the title page, Zhong Liqing unconsciously held her breath.

"That's right, it was written by me myself," Cen Beiqing looked more serious than Zhong Liqing. She stroked the pages of the book that had been read often but was still well preserved, with a trace of nostalgia on her face, and said softly, "I Since I was young, I have determined to travel far and travel the world, but I can't get away from it. This "Book of Zhiguai" is just a collection made up by reading classics. I thought I could prove it myself one day, but I haven't been It can be done... This is a hand-copied solitary copy, put in the library shared by the three halls, and disappeared for a long time, how did Miss Zhongli get it?"

"It's a gift from the elders, it's very precious," Zhong Liqing didn't get the answer she wanted, so naturally she wouldn't tell her the truth, and prevaricated with a half-truth - lightly rubbing the book cover, with an unconscious expression on her face She was a little gentle, but quickly suppressed the sense of loss, and asked casually, "The Library Pavilion in the third palace...is only the people of the third palace allowed to enter?"

"That's not necessarily the case," Cen Beiqing shook his head. Seeing Zhong Liqing's expression of cherishing the manuscript, he paused with his fingertips, and felt a strange flash in his heart, which was fleeting. He frowned and thought for a while before answering. Dao, "Except for the people of the Three Palaces, every tenth day of the lunar month is open to the heroes of the Tianbang, so the eight major families and the heroes on the list of the Tianbang can enter the Library Pavilion to borrow, but they can take this book away. Not many."

"Maybe the records can be found? Who took this notebook?" Zhong Liqing looked at Cen Beiqing with burning eyes, only feeling that he was getting closer to the answer he wanted, and his heart beat uncontrollably faster.

"I'm afraid it's a bit difficult," Cen Beiqing felt a little annoyed as soon as she spoke—although she hadn't felt this emotion for a long time—but the sudden dimming of Zhong Liqing's clear eyes taught her to change the subject, and added Said, "It will take some time."

It's just a little difficult, but not impossible.

If she invoked the authority of the master of the first palace and asked someone to take the file and search it day and night, she might not be able to find clues—she remembered that this manuscript had been taken away for many years, and to find out the borrowing records at that time, It is not easy.

Zhong Liqing never asked for anything, but just looked at her hesitatingly, her eyes were bright, even more touching than the brightest stars in the sky.

After being stared at by her like this, Cen Beiqing agreed as if fascinated: "Wait for my news."

"Thank you Miss Cen, I am very grateful." Zhong Liqing got her assurance, and couldn't help smiling, with a little more sincerity in the smile.

Seeing her smiling and lowering her brows caressing the side face of the book cover, Cen Beiqing curled her lips unconsciously.

And Zhong Liqing, who was being watched by Cen Beiqing tenderly, was thinking about how to get close to the Jiang family, one of the eight great families - was Jiang Liulang the one who came to hunt them down back then?What is the truth of the matter?

These kinds of questions, I am afraid that only by meeting the other party can we ask them clearly.

——No. 15 on the Hero List of Heaven and Earth, which is quite challenging.

Zhong Liqing carefully scanned the rankings engraved by Cen Beiqing on the table, tapped Jiang Huai'an's name with her fingertips, and then slid down the road, silently memorizing all the names above.

Seeing that she was interested, Cen Beiqing smiled knowingly, and casually took the booklet and handed it to her. When she looked at it in surprise, his face became hot, and he pretended to take a sip of tea to cover up the uneasiness on his face. He said in a loud voice: "This "Cunyuan Sword Manual" was placed by me before, if there is a chance, please Miss Zhongli to return the original for me."

"This...thank you, Miss Cen, I won't thank you for your kindness, let's wait for the next day." Zhong Liqing couldn't understand that Cen Beiqing was just using this as an excuse to teach her swordsmanship—although she was still annoyed that she would disregard her own wishes and marry him. The words of Mo Ci lead to one place, but this superior exercise is indeed what I need most now, after much deliberation, it is still difficult to refuse.

Zhong Liqing secretly said: It's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge, so let's not argue with Cen Beiqing for now, and find a chance to get it back later.

——Let's wait for the next day to see the outcome.

After making up her mind, holding the sword manual, Zhong Liqing resigned from Cen Beiqing and returned to the house.

No matter how many questions there are, this moment is not the best time, so Zhong Liqing can only force herself to suppress them, and wait for a chance to find out later.

The connection between the Eight Great Families and the Three Halls does not seem to be simple: the owner of the Hall of Stars has the surname Jiang, Cen Beiqing is also from the Hall of Stars, and Jun Moci is the owner of the Hall of Banyu. Is it related to the concubine family?

Zhong Liqing always felt as if he had caught something vaguely, and when he tried to think about it, he had no clue, as if everything was covered in a veil, so he couldn't see clearly.

She didn't have any clues for a while, she simply put all these aside, and concentrated on reading the "Cunyuan Sword Manual" that Cen Beiqing gave her. Hearing that it was once Jun Moci's stuff, Zhong Liqing couldn't help but feel agitated. After gently touching the booklet a few times, I felt that my fingertips seemed to be stained with a faint fragrance of ink.

Gathering his mind, he crossed his legs on the couch, following the records in the sword manual, the spiritual power circulated through the meridians, and before he knew it, the spiritual power merged into a trickle and circulated in the body for a whole week .

In the sea of ​​consciousness, her primordial spirit is holding a delicate little sword, practicing the moves on the sword manual one by one, while the deity sitting upright cross-legged is circulating spiritual power according to the trajectory of inner breath...

After an unknown amount of time, Zhong Liqing suddenly felt that the barrier of her cultivation had been broken when she heard a soft "beep——".

Before he had time to rejoice, the spiritual power in his body suddenly rushed towards the cave sheath uncontrollably.

Under the excruciating pain, every acupoint sheath in her body felt like it was about to be squeezed, and blood was slowly oozing out.

"Hmm..." Zhong Liqing fell on the couch in pain, curled herself into a ball unconsciously, her eyes were covered in blood, and she was about to move away dimly, but she still couldn't get rid of it, so the pain that penetrated into the bone marrow The pain, like a tarsal maggot, was hard to break free, torturing her more and more.

After a while, the woman who looked like the breeze and the moon turned into a bloody person who couldn't see her original appearance.

The author has something to say: After reading everyone's comments, they are all quite imaginative, and I give you a thumbs up~

There are indeed some guesses right, but I don’t want to spoil, just a little~

I watched Little Witch Academia recently, and I called Dai Yingjun crazily. I couldn’t control my paws and wanted to write a fan. How can I break it~

No, I'm going to hold back, serious face.

(Pretending not to know that the number of words in this chapter is too small, drifting away...