I was reborn with amnesia and was picked up by Lao Gong

While Ning Cheng was thinking, he was playing with the purple tassel silver bell. The silver cleat lightly hit the bell body, making crisp and clear sounds.

"Snapped."

Suddenly, a drop of rainwater hit the tile, followed by a second drop, a third drop... and then it poured down.

Perhaps it was because of the approaching summer, the rain fell suddenly, the strong wind blew fine rain strands, brought them into Fengyue Hall, and blew out the candles in the hall.

The sudden darkness made Ning Cheng shiver.He clenched the slightly shiny silver bell in his hand, and leaned against the wall behind him.

Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, there is still moonlight outside the window...

As if mocking his innocence, a dark cloud floated along with the cold wind, covering the only remaining dim light.

In an instant, the entire Fengyue Palace was pitch black, except for the rattling sound of the objects being blown by the gust of wind and rain.

Ning Cheng was horrified, and tried to cast a fluorescent spell.His fingertips kept trembling, and the magic power he had finally released dissipated under the wrong drawing formula.

Suddenly there were many sounds in the darkness. At first it was the innocent laughter of a child, then the low sigh of an old man, then the curse of a man and the hysterical scream of a woman.

Ning Cheng's temples throbbed, and the side of his forehead seemed to be being slammed with a hammer. The strong dull pain made him cry out.

He clenched the silver bell in his hand, the faint silver light was so weak in the darkness.

With the explosion like a thunderbolt, a glaring white light flashed, illuminating the entire Fengyue Hall in an instant, allowing Ning Cheng to see clearly where he was.Holding his head, he stumbled out of the hall.

The raindrops hit him frantically, and the wet and cold rain soaked his clothes, but he didn't notice it.

"Help……"

Ning Cheng had a severe headache and just walked forward in a daze.Those weird human voices surrounded his ears, and the screams almost pierced his eardrums.

In a panic, Ning Cheng tripped over something, and the silver bell in his hand was also thrown out.He reached out to pick up the silver bell, but the faint light was too far away from him.

Ning Cheng propped himself on the ground and wanted to stand up, but there was another sharp pain on his forehead.

He couldn't help but yelled in a low voice, inserted his fingertips into the wet mud, and grabbed the mud with his hand.

The cold rain brushed his face, but his forehead was hot like fire.

"I have to get rid of evil intentions..."

"monster……"

"lie……"

"All be damned."

Countless chaotic voices ran around in his head.

Ning Cheng had a terrible headache, his teeth were chattering, and he bit his lips to pieces.Blood slipped from the corner of his lips and dripped onto the ground.

In the haze, the muddy water on the ground was dyed red, and then spread little by little.

He knelt in a pool of blood, his nostrils smelled of rust.Warm blood splashed on him, and then quickly turned cold.

It seems that a catastrophe has just been experienced here, and there are corpses all around.The man closest to him was still bleeding, but his wide eyes were long gone.

In addition to the sticky smell of blood, this place is also full of the breath of death, like a purgatory on earth.

He heard a voice crying hysterically, the cry was full of despair, and there was a trace of remorse and unwillingness.

The rain suddenly became louder again.Ning Cheng was shaking from the pain, and couldn't help rolling on the muddy floor.

Another bolt of lightning struck, illuminating Ning Cheng's pale face.

Before losing consciousness, Ning Cheng saw a white shadow flying towards him.He subconsciously called Feng Shu's name, then closed his eyes and fell unconscious.

When Ning Cheng woke up again, it was still dark, but the rain had stopped and the room was lit with candles.

He was lying on Fengshu's bed, the severe pain before unconsciousness had disappeared, replaced by dizziness.

He propped himself up on the edge of the bed and found that he had been changed into clean white obscene clothes, and even the mud between his fingers had been cleaned up.

There was a soft sound from outside the hall, and Feng Shu walked in, holding a bowl of porridge in his hand.This scene is exactly the same as after the Ning family tragedy.

"you're awake?"

Feng Shu put the porridge bowl beside the bed, reached out to touch Ning Cheng's forehead, and said, "The fever is gone, too."

There was another bowl of clear porridge on the low table beside the bed, but it had been left for too long, and a film had formed on the surface.

"Well……"

Ning Cheng opened his mouth to speak, but his throat hurt, and he let out a muffled hum of unknown meaning.

Feng Shu stood up and poured a glass of water for Ning Cheng.The water was lukewarm, with a minty fragrance. After Ning Cheng drank it, his throat didn't hurt so much, and his energy was better.

Feng Shu took the empty water glass and put it on the low table.He frowned slightly, and said: "Brother Ning, why did you run outside the hall in the rain?"

"I……"

Ning Cheng wanted to describe to Feng Shu what happened before he fainted, but he stopped when he was about to speak.

He squeezed out a smile, pretending to be relaxed, and said: "I'm waiting for you to come back for dinner. I waited and waited, and I couldn't wait any longer, so I wanted to go out and look for it. Not only forgot to bring an umbrella, but also fell in the rain, which made Feng Shu laugh."

Feng Shu was silent for a while, and said: "Feng Shu was negligent, didn't inform Brother Ning, and made Brother Ning worry."

Ning Cheng felt guilty and decided to skip this matter.He thought for a while, and said: "Feng Shu, when you brought me back, did you see a string of silver bells? It was the string you lent me in Tianyi Prison."

Feng Shu nodded slightly, and took out the string of purple tassel and silver bells from his bosom.There was no trace of dirt on the silver bell, presumably it was cleaned by Feng Shu.

"Sorry, I should have returned it to you long ago. Fortunately, I didn't lose it, otherwise I owe you another debt, haha."

Ning Cheng yelled haha, while Feng Shu shook his head, took Ning Cheng's hand, and put the silver bell in his palm: "Brother Ning, let's keep this bell."

Ning Cheng shook his head, held Yinling's hand and gave it to Feng Shu, saying: "I forgot to return it to you before, I'm really sorry. Now that I remember it now, there's no reason not to return it."

Feng Shu said: "This bell was originally given to Brother Ning by Feng Shu. It is just an ordinary string of bells, not a precious magic weapon. Brother Ning doesn't have to feel burdened."

Ning Cheng thought for a while and said, "Since that's the case, I would like to thank Feng Shu. However, I have taken your bell string, and I have to give you something back."

He put the silver bell beside the bed and said, "Is there anything you want? Although I have no money now, I can buy some gifts for you when I get my salary."

Feng Shu shook his head and said: "Feng Shu doesn't want anything, Brother Ning doesn't need to spend money."

Ning Cheng pursed his lips and said, "Then, I can't take this silver bell either, so I have to return it to you."

He stuffed the silver bell into Feng Shu's arms, then took the porridge bowl, picked up a spoonful of porridge water, put it to his mouth and blew.

Feng Shu stared at the string of silver bells with a perplexed expression.He hesitated for a while, picked up the silver bell, hung it on Ning Cheng's waist, and said, "Brother Ning can give me whatever you want, as long as it is a gift from Brother Ning, Feng Shu will like it."

Ning Cheng took a mouthful of porridge, put down the porridge bowl, and said, "No, it has to be what you really want."

Feng Shu said: "Anything is fine?"

——When he said that last time, he asked Ning Cheng to be commensurate with his peers.

Ning Cheng remembered the loss he suffered last time, and said cautiously: "Of course, but it can't be an excessive requirement, it must be an item."

Feng Shu said: "Then... Brother Ning, give me a mouthful of porridge."

Ning Cheng thought he heard it wrong, and asked, "What?"

Feng Shu looked at him and said, "Let me have a sip of your bowl of porridge."

Ning Cheng looked down at the porridge bowl, and said, "How can I do that. You prepared this porridge, how can you be so perfunctory and change it."

Feng Shu looked a little disappointed.He thought for a while, and said: "Whenever is convenient, brother Ning, please cook a bowl of porridge for me."

This request is simply too simple.Ning Cheng wanted Feng Shu to change to another one, but judging by his expression, it seemed like he really wanted it.

Ning Cheng thought for a while, took a spoonful of porridge and handed it to Feng Shu's mouth, and said, "Then let me feed you first."

Feng Shu stared at the spoonful of porridge with a smile on his face.He lightly touched the spoon with his mouth, then looked at Ning Cheng, and said, "It's hot."

"Blow it."

"Feng Shu, can't you blow it yourself?"

Ning Cheng got goosebumps, and looked at Feng Shu amusedly, the latter blinked and said, "No, I want big brother to blow it."

Emotionally, he observed Fu'er and learned how to act like a baby.Ning Cheng smiled and shook his head, put the spoon to his mouth and blew, then held it up to Feng Shu:

"Come on, little Fengshu, ah—"

Feng Shu felt a little embarrassed when he called him that.He coughed, leaned forward slightly, lifted the hanging hair with one hand, and gently held the spoon in his mouth.

He moved his Adam's apple, swallowed the porridge, then raised his head and said, "It's delicious."

Ning Cheng said, "Isn't it? The porridge you make is naturally delicious."

Feng Shu said: "Yes."

Ning Cheng smiled and said, "Feng Shu is turning a corner to praise himself."

Feng Shu shook his head and said, "It's only delicious if you feed it yourself."

Ning Cheng smiled, noncommittal.He picked up the porridge bowl again and began to eat slowly.Feng Shu didn't move, just sat on the edge of the bed and watched him drink the porridge.

That bowl of porridge is not too much, and it will soon bottom out.Ning Cheng put down the porridge bowl and said, "Thank you Fengshu this time. Tomorrow is Lixia, and there are several cases to be tried in the Disobedience Palace. After I finish my work, I will cook a bowl of lotus root porridge for you to cool off."

Feng Shu said: "Thank you Brother Ning for your kindness, but today is Lixia, and the Disobedience Hall has already been opened."

Seeing that Ning Cheng was a little surprised, he added: "Brother Ning, you got a fever in the rain and have been asleep for a day and a night."

Ning Cheng suddenly turned his head to look, and saw that the night sky outside the window was clear and bright, which was obviously different from the cloudy, windy and torrential rain before he fell into a coma.

No wonder the rain stopped so quickly, and the porridge I prepared before was cold—has it been a whole day?

"I actually slept for so long..."

Ning Cheng muttered, and suddenly remembered that the guards in front of the palace had said before that Feng Shu didn't like people stealing and cheating.

He felt uneasy, and said: "Feng Shu, I didn't miss today's palace trial on purpose, and I don't know why I slept for so long..."

As he spoke, he couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed.

Feng Shu smiled and said: "Feng Shu knows. Brother Ning, don't be nervous. If you still feel uncomfortable, it's okay to rest for a few days."

...Master Feng Juan, you are trying to play favoritism again.

Ning Cheng twisted his neck, feeling nothing uncomfortable, and said, "I'm fine, I can go to the office tomorrow."

Feng Shu said: "Since that's the case, brother Ning should rest earlier."

He took the porridge bowl from Ning Cheng's hand, and said, "Brother Ning, sleep on the bed tonight, otherwise it will be cold at night, and it will be bad if you get hot again."

Ning Cheng responded and lay down on the bed.

Feng Shu picked up the porridge bowl, walked a few steps outside, then suddenly approached the bed, and put down the porridge bowl.

Ning Cheng looked at him strangely, only to see Feng Shu cough and said, "Brother Ning, you left me yesterday just to meet Hua Pan?"

Ning Cheng was stunned, remembering that Feng Shu had indeed agreed with Hua Fan to discuss business affairs, perhaps it was then that he had heard about his meal with Hua Fan.

He hurriedly said: "No, I just met Hua Pan on the street by chance, and I didn't make an appointment with him."

Feng Shu smiled and said: "Feng Shu trusts Brother Ning. Then, why did Brother Ning deliberately throw Feng Shu away?"

He took another step forward, put his hands on the edge of the bed, bent down, and looked down at Ning Cheng.Although he was smiling, that smile looked a little dangerous.

Ning Cheng has a bad heart, Feng Shu is here to settle accounts after autumn.He just wanted to find an excuse to prevaricate, but when he saw Feng Shu's face very close, he was suddenly speechless.

Normally, Feng Shu looked gentle and elegant, but this posture just added a bit of aggressive masculinity to him.

His neckline drooped slightly, exposing his neat collarbone, exuding a faint warm breath.

Ning Cheng swallowed, stuttered for a long time, closed his eyes, and went all out: "I...I just wanted, wanted to go shopping by myself. I went out with you before, and everyone was staring at me. Very uncomfortable!"

After he finished speaking, no one spoke for a while.

Ning Cheng felt uneasy, so he had to open his eyes to meet the face facing him.

Feng Shu still maintains the same posture, but the dangerous aura on his body has disappeared.With a calm face, he said softly:

"Being with me makes you uncomfortable?"

When he spoke, his Adam's apple moved up and down, and there was emotion in his eyes that Ning Cheng couldn't understand.

"I……"

Ning Cheng was blocked by his question.

Say yes, it seems not very good.Say no, it doesn't seem right.

He intuited that what Feng Shu asked was not about going to the street together, but that he wanted to confirm something to himself.

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