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Along with the recovery of memory, it also meant the fact that he was about to leave, so She Shuhao couldn't help frowning.

In order to control the killers under him, Xueshatang raised them from an early age and fed them Gu poison. Every killer from Xueshatang's subordinates will have child Gu in their body, and the mother Gu is in the hands of the real master behind the Xueshatang. , every once in a while the child Gu needs to suck the blood of the person carrying the mother Gu, in order to calm down the anxiety of the child Gu in the body and the possibility of backlash.

The length of the interval between them has a lot to do with their status in the Blood Demon Hall. As the gold medal killer in the Blood Demon Hall, She Shuhao needs to take the antidote every four months, otherwise once the subgu in his body Without the suppression of the mother gu, it would directly suck him into a mummy.

Before accepting the task, he happened to have taken the antidote, because he had been away for more than three months due to amnesia, and there was only less than ten days left before the next child Gu attack. His expression immediately calmed down.

After searching for a while, Fang Qingyi finally found someone who was squatting in a corner counting mushrooms in the backyard, and only then did he feel at ease.

"Xiao Yi, why are you hiding here? It makes me worry that it will be easy to find."

Xiaoyi's ears moved slightly, but instead of throwing himself into the man's arms to act like a spoiled child as usual, he put on a pitiful and aggrieved expression on his face as before.

Seeing him still squatting on the spot counting mushrooms, Fang Qingyi was extremely helpless, walked over to pull him up, only then did he notice the look on his face, raised his hand to touch the other's head and said, "What's wrong with Xiao Yi?"

Sensing this person's kissing action, he threw himself into the other's arms, rubbed his head on the other's left shoulder, and called out aggrievedly.

"Daddy."

"Well, I'm here."

"Daddy doesn't like Xiao Yi, but only Brother Ping An?"

Only then did Fang Qingyi realize that what he said secretly just now must have played a role. Thinking of the other party's identity and Ping An, he softened his voice and said: "Daddy does not dislike Xiao Yi, Xiao Yi and Ping An are different existences, When the nanny passed away, I promised her that I would protect Ping An for the rest of her life, and Xiao Yi is a relative of Daddy, there is no comparison between the two."

One person is a task that must be completed in this world, but the other person is a role-playing role in a play, how can it be compared.

It's just that the person in the arms didn't hear the true meaning of his words. Instead, after hearing his explanation, the corners of his lips couldn't help but slightly raised a small amount, but his voice was still the same as before. : "That's Xiaoyi is more important, right?"

"Heh, little vinegar bag." Fang Qingyi didn't reply directly to the other party's words, but the teasing with a slight smile made people subconsciously understand his implied words.

In an instant, a throbbing that he had never felt before went straight to his heart, and the beauty of endless anticipation was contained in his uneasiness.

I really hope that this person will only spoil me forever, and this kind of tenderness can only be left to him alone, but it's not enough now, he can't stay by this person's side, he can't protect him now.

Wait for me, after I have everything in my hands, I will definitely come back to look for you.

Daddy, wait for me!

【"Master, you have successfully captured the laws that belong to She Shuhao." Qilin excitedly reported the situation to Fang Qingyi. 】

【"Doesn't it mean that he has recovered his memory?"】

【"Um."】

[Fang Qingyi looked at the peach blossom branches that the other party had picked and picked for him after careful selection just now, and whispered softly: "Have you left?"]

【"Yes, She Shuhao has left just now, do you want me to observe him for a while longer?" After all, you have been raising your son for three months, and he plans to subvert the organization for you. 】

In March, the peach blossoms are still white when they first bloom, like fat and jade, and there are many budding flower bones on the branches, and the circles with red mouths are exposed, like the reserved and rosy girls in the Jiangnan Water Village. girl.

Fang Qingyi's slender and fair fingers gently caressed the beautiful petals, and just when Qilin thought that his light face would surely bloom into a gentle chuckle, those fingers carved like jade slowly closed, and put the petals together. The petals that surrounded each other were slowly crushed, and the light-colored juice overflowed from the fingertips, and the hands lining it were even more perfect than mortals.

【"No need."】

He is already useless, so he doesn't need to spend any more effort!

Looking down at the juice stained on his hand, Fang Qingyi frowned indiscernibly, threw down the broken peach branches, took out a handkerchief from his sleeve, and wiped his fingers carefully one by one.

Qilin was about to say something, but when he looked up and saw his calm eyes and movements, he swallowed the words abruptly, it's better not to catch up and look for abuse.

Finally, after wiping the last finger, Fang Qingyi reflexively wanted to throw it away when he saw that the handkerchief was already mottled, but just a second before letting go, he seemed to think of the origin of the handkerchief. Dispelled this idea.

He folded the handkerchief again and put it in his sleeve, and walked in the direction he came from before.

"Flowers wither and flowers fly all over the sky, who will pity the red sleeves and fragrance? The gossamer is soft and the spring pavilion is floating, and the falling catkins lightly touch the embroidered curtain (Note 1)..." The woman's sad and lingering voice came out, dark and sad.

As for Fang Qingyi, who was the trigger of the event, there were only two big words swiping the screen repeatedly in his mind: Fuck -! ! !

Who can tell him why he met a time-traveling woman here?Still enjoying the treatment of being a male lead?

The woman under the peach blossom tree not far away is wearing a plain brocade gauze skirt, with three thousand blue silks gently rolled up, and an elegant plum blossom hairpin is inserted obliquely on it. The whole body exudes a faint aura.

At this time, the woman's slender hands were wrapped in pink silk cloth, and softly picked up the peach petals that had fallen on the ground, and placed them on the silk cloth that was already covered with petals, as if she hadn't noticed that someone was approaching, and put the silk cloth The cloth was closed, and the whole thing was buried in the flower mound that had been planed in advance with a flower hoe, with a sad and mournful expression on his face.

If this scene is seen by any man in this world, he must feel pity for the person who chanted the words, but Fang Qingyi's heart is not from this world.

At this moment, he just wanted to cover his face, and wanted to completely format the song "The Song of Burying Flowers", which was full of typos and barely audible, from his mind, it was too brain-burning.

Fang Qingya, who was burying the ground, thought of her expression and movements just now, and couldn't help secretly applauding her performance just now. It is worthwhile for him to rehearse for so long. "The Song of Burying Flowers" must have made His Royal Highness dream about her.

After a quick glance at the blueprint of the world, Fang Qingyi was dumbfounded. It turned out that he had accidentally robbed the scene that belonged to the prince.

According to the blueprint, Fang Qingya gained a lot of limelight at the birthday banquet because of a Tibetan acrobat poem celebrating her birthday and a picture of a hundred years of life. Her reputation spread and became well-known to everyone, and finally even reached the ears of the emperor. With a good mood and a swipe of the pen, she made an exception and joined the short-term southern tour in simple clothes.

She lived up to expectations and fell in love with the prince at first sight during this southern tour, and after that, she fell in love with him for three lifetimes, writing a good (bad) story (fate).

The method Fang Qingya used was this situation. It turned out that all these blueprints were written in it, but when he received this is a world of women's papers, he roughly looked at the identity of the pillars inside and threw it away. So much so that a single non-check disrupted Fang Qingya's arrangement for the past month.

This time-traveling girl is not a good stubble. In order to gain a firm foothold in the palace, she fought secretly with her aunt many times, and also in order to get King Dagon's own eyes and support. There was more than one life on her hands. Fang Qingyi knew that this time it must be... It's not easy to get away, thinking so far, he lightly suppressed the deep thought in his eyes.

"Too... who are you?"

Fang Qingya got up and walked sideways, with tears in her eyes, wanting to give the other party a perfect appearance, but the exclamation of the prince turned into a suppressed sharpness when she really saw the face of the person behind her.

Fang Qingyi saw that the beauty on his face was replaced by ferocity in an instant, and he showed a suitable expression of embarrassment on his face, and said guiltily: "Sorry, I just passed by here by accident, and I didn't intend to disturb the young lady's elegance. To blame."

"Who told you to come here? This is where you, a poor scholar, can go." Thinking that the bureau she had set up for nearly a month was completely destroyed by a passer-by, the anger in Fang Qingya's heart can be imagined at this moment.

Although Fang Qingyi has a gentle personality, when he heard the other party's words that could be regarded as poking at the spine, his expression turned cold and he said: "This is the backyard of Faji Temple, and it is not among the forbidden areas of the temple. Miss, can you come here?" So, why can't I."

"Well, you are a poor scholar with a sharp tongue, and you dare to talk back. Believe it or not, Miss Ben asked you to lie down and leave the gate of Faji Temple today."

It has been so long since I came to this world, apart from being beaten by my aunt when I first came here and unable to fight back, when has Fang Qingya ever been talked back to by others? How could she tolerate other people's resistance when she is used to life in rich clothes and jade? At this moment, seeing a poor scholar in shabby clothes dare to refute his words, the originally pretty eyes immediately reflected the light of resentment.

Fang Qingyi's complexion became colder, and the warm skin faded away, revealing the winter-like cold ice hidden in the depths.

"Miss's disposition is too narrow. As a woman, she should have read "Women's Commandments", "Women's Virtue" and "Women's Training" from an early age. Regarding the matter of the ruler, Miss should not say anything else, or else people will hear about it, and her reputation will be ruined."

"How can you, a poor little scholar, question my private affairs? You ruined my good business and even tried to get out of it. Isn't this a big joke."

"Good thing? What did the lady refer to you just now?"

Fang Qingya's complexion became even uglier. It was one thing to know that she was acting just now, but it was another to make people aware of it. For a moment, her eyes were even more fierce when she looked at the person opposite.

"I was very surprised when I heard this word just now, and judging from this conversation with Miss, this word is not made by Miss,"

Seeing someone point out her most guilty conscience, Fang Qingya immediately scolded from embarrassment: "What nonsense are you talking about? This lady wrote the words. If you dare to speak nonsense again, I'll see if this lady will kill you. crime."

"Whether you are talking nonsense or not, there must be a gap in Miss's heart. Although this word is suitable for this scene, it is not suitable for this person."

After Fang Qingyi finished speaking, he turned and left without looking at the person behind him who was distorted by his angry face. He didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional. When he left, he walked by the wrong door.

"You wait for me, you little bastard who doesn't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth, I will definitely make you pay for what you did today."

As a woman, Fang Qingya knew that she had no way to stop the other party, and the shadow guard left to her by King Dagon before leaving was also dismissed by her in advance and was not here, so she could only growl at the back of the other party's leaving.

In anger, she even kicked the flower mound that had just been carefully buried to pieces, matching the terrifying and ferocious expression on her face at this moment.

Hidden on a trail in the jungle not far from the side door, an imposing man looked at the woman who looked like a ghost not far away, his tone was so calm that he couldn't hear happiness or anger.

"This is the talented woman you said can win the favor of the emperor?"

thump--

The moment he heard this, an attendant behind the man, whose face was already pale, knelt down in fright, shaking uncontrollably all over his body, and begged for mercy in a trembling voice: "Your Highness, I know I was wrong, please Your Highness!" Forgive me, I don’t dare anymore, I don’t dare anymore.” As he spoke, he tapped his head on the bluestone floor.

It's just that his begging mouth was blocked by the shadow guard who suddenly appeared out of thin air, no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't make a sound.

"Kill it and throw it to the dogs." The man turned and left after saying that, ignoring the frightened servant's limbs struggling violently and tears streaming down his face.

Heh, little concubine, you don't know the heights of heaven and earth and dare to plot against him. You really don't know how to live or die. If you can continue to maintain your status as a talented woman in front of the emperor, then it doesn't matter if I praise you. A bloodthirsty smile suddenly appeared on the face, against those exceptionally beautiful eyes, it was extremely weird

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Note 1: The information is quoted from the Xiao Gong of Yin Hua Yin in Dream of Red Mansions. He is really not smart, but his identity is a bit special, and he appeared relatively late (?)