Good guy!

It’s been so long since we last saw each other, and my skills in treating people have become even better.

Xin Yi finally escaped from the clutches and cleared his throat. He found that after entering the herbal tea, his throat felt much better. The anxiety before seeing Fu Jiuqu gradually calmed down.

She pursed her lips and tasted it carefully.

"Light green leaves, honeysuckle, mountain gardenia, Ophiopogon japonicus, mountain sesame..."

Fu Jiuqu saw her telling her herbal tea recipes one by one, her dark eyes as deep as ink filled with a doting smile, as if she had returned to the Xinyi Medicine House by the Wuzhang River, where the young lady was making good medicine for her.

When the tea was brought to me, her big watery eyes and smart smile came to life right in front of me.

"I specially prepared it for you. It can produce fluid and quench thirst, reduce fire and soothe the throat."

Xin Yi had said this to Fu Jiuqu so many times before that it almost made his ears grow numb.

Now the two people have reversed their roles, looking into each other's eyes, recalling the old times again, and mist gradually appeared in their eyes.

"Brother Ninth!"

"eleven……"

Fu Jiuqu opened his arms and hugged Xin Yi tightly.

The breaths are intertwined, the breaths are smelling each other, the two people are cheek to cheek, indescribably entangled.

Fu Jiuqu kissed her ear and said hoarsely, "Never again, I will never lose you again."

Xin Yi lay motionless in his arms, wrapped her arms around his thin waist, and slowly closed her eyes.

If she could, she would be willing to continue like this forever and ever.

It doesn't matter whether she can go back or not. As long as she and Fu Jiuqu can be together, face life, old age, illness and death together, and work together for a lifetime, she has nothing to fear...

However, everything that happened after she returned to reality made her return this time even heavier than the first time.

Last time she was alone, she had a sense of freedom and ease that her life was at risk. She took life and death lightly and would do whatever she wanted.

This time was different, she was afraid of catching up with Fu Jiuqu.

Fu Dong told her part of the process of Fu Jiuqu's biological experiment, but Xin Yi vaguely felt that it was not the whole truth. There must be something that Fu Dong didn't know or didn't want to say or didn't want to tell her -

A genius scientist can design such a huge system to implement his crazy transfer of consciousness, or such a crazy thing as the transfer of spiritual body and soul... Wouldn't he take corresponding protective measures?

Geniuses also cherish their lives.

Either Fu Jiuqu has his own plans.

Either Fu Jiuqu was plotted by others and passively accepted a fate that should not have been his.

If it's the former, it's okay. Xin Yi won't feel embarrassed if his IQ is crushed by the big boss. If it's the latter, then she thought that this great Song Dynasty who can live happily with Fu Jiuqu until old age... will the manipulator

Destruction at any time in your hands?

At that time, where should her and Fu Jiuqu's spiritual bodies go?

What is even more worrying is that the Fu Jiuqu in front of him is a prince of Guangling County who has no modern consciousness. What is the truth, Xin Yi cannot tell from the mouth of Fu Jiuqu in front of him...

Moreover, this man's eyes were as dark and cold as a wolf's falcon, as if he wanted to eat her up, and he had no idea of ​​her worries.

"Brother Ninth, I have to go back to Gaominglou..."

Xin Yi said this with difficulty, clearly feeling that Fu Jiuqu's breathing was getting heavier, and the arms hugging her were getting harder and harder.

He slowly lowered his head, buried his face in Xin Yi Xinxiang's neck, took a deep breath, and his voice was obviously hoarse with suppressed emotions.

"Why? Because of that Gao Minglou?"

"Yeah." Xin Yi raised his head and caught his gaze, "Gaominglou deliberately asked me to come to Daxiangguo Temple to offer incense. Maybe he had already predicted that I would meet you, but I don't know what his plan was..."

"So what?" Fu Jiuqu said coldly, "Am I, Fu Jiuqu, afraid of a Dali County Prince?"

"It's not that I'm afraid. Brother Jiu, we don't have the chance now." Xin Yi knew that Fu Jiuqu was conceited and things happened so suddenly. It might take some effort to convince him. He smiled slightly and leaned over with his soft body, gentle and small.

meaning.

"I want to help you figure out the truth, help you find yourself, and return to your own world..."

Fu Jiuqu froze.

He slowly squinted his eyes and stared at Xin Yi.

The tung oil lamp swayed silently, reflecting a section of her fair neck like warm jade, with a red mark left on it when he went crazy just now...

The waist of the palace is like a willow, with shy eyes and a charming face, which disturbs the heart of the mortal world.

At this moment, Fu Jiuqu suddenly understood the Tongque Terrace and the Golden House Cangjiao...

What he wants to do now is to hide and lock up Eleven to prevent her flamboyant beauty from falling into the eyes of interested people, and to prevent others from discovering such a beautiful Eleven...

"Eleven." Fu Jiuqu hugged her again and put his forehead against hers. It was clear that he was full of gain, but there was an unreal feeling of emptiness.

"You're lying to me, aren't you?" Fu Jiuqu's voice was slow, "I'm not a master, and I don't want to be anyone's master. If possible, I just want to dominate you. Eleven, don't use your stories to coax me.

I don’t want to know so much, let alone go to that strange world you mentioned, I just want to stay here and stay with you two... forever!"

"Brother Jiu, I'm not lying to you." Xin Yi glanced at the quietly burning oil lamp, listened to the noise outside, put his hands on Fu Jiuqu's face, and said seriously: "We can't hide in there and talk all the time. So.

, Brother Ninth, we don’t have much time, there are some things I have to explain to you clearly..."

Fu Jiuqu squinted at her.

Xin Yi nodded, "Listen to me and tell you another story, the story after we parted, okay? Brother Ninth, there may be a rotation in three thousand time and space, and you and I may not be passers-by..."

The blazing sunshine enveloped Bianjing City.

The Zen courtyard under the big banyan tree is quiet and cool.

There was silence all around, which made the chirping of cicadas in the yard particularly noisy and crisp.

The eldest princess was pacing around restlessly in the meditation room.

There was no response from the people inside. At first there was a faint sound, but it soon became low again.

Outside the Zen room, Dali's attendants have come to urge them several times. The eldest princess can stop them once or twice, but cannot refuse indefinitely and prevent them from seeing her master.

"Your Highness..." Mrs. Qian glanced at the closed door, "It's been so long, no matter what kind of rice... it should be cooked, right? Do you think you should remind the prince..."

The eldest princess noticed Mrs. Qian's anxiety, steadied herself, wiped the corners of her mouth with a handkerchief, "What's the hurry?"

Mrs. Qian glanced at her and said, "This... I am afraid that the young and energetic Prince will do something outrageous on impulse, and it will be difficult for Dali to explain..."

The eldest princess squinted coldly, "It's not your turn as an old woman to suffer."

When he said these words, Zhao Yuqing suddenly felt calm.

She sighed softly and said calmly: "If the officials are to blame for what happened today, I should be responsible for it. No worries for others!"

Mrs. Qian sighed secretly, "Yes!"

It was quiet in the air.

As time went by, the Dali attendants outside the Zen room became more and more impatient.

"Hongdou!" Lu'e gritted her teeth and finally made up her mind, "We can't wait any longer. Based on our status, there is no way to deal with the eldest princess. We will only let her lead the way..."

Hongdou was also anxious, "What should we do?"

Lu'e said: "Without further delay, you go and inform the young master right away... Even if I have to break, I have to see Ayima. I don't believe it. They insist on seizing Dali's prime minister's daughter..."

Several of Dali's attendants were very skilled in martial arts, and they had been holding back just because they didn't get orders, and no one dared to make the decision to quarrel with the eldest princess. But Lu'e had been by Gao Minglou's side for so long and knew his temper. If she

If nothing is done, when Gao Minglou finds out about this, the result will be even more terrifying than breaking in...

She and Hong Dou looked at each other, looked at the two guards, turned around and strode towards the heavily guarded Zen room.

Several guards from the princess palace were guarding the door.

"do what?"

Lu'e had just said a lot of good things to them, and now she didn't want to be polite anymore. She raised her head and smiled, then lowered her voice.

"I want to see the eldest princess and bring back our girl. What are you planning to do by keeping me in a monastery and preventing us from seeing each other?"

The guards of the princess palace looked her up and down, as if they didn't understand.

"When the eldest princess wants you to see me, I will naturally tell you. Just wait."

"What do you mean?" Lv'e made a look, letting the guard prepare to take action, and let out a cold smile.

"You are deceiving others first, so don't blame us for being rude."

As soon as she waved her hand, the two Dali guards immediately drew their swords and tried to break into the Zen room. Naturally, the eldest princess's guards refused to give way. The two sides were at war with each other, and a bloody conflict was about to occur...

The door of the meditation room opened with a creak.

Fu Jiuqu's cool voice, accompanied by the sharp chirping of cicadas, actually seemed a bit gentle.

"In this important place of Buddhism, what is the etiquette of using swords and guns?"

As soon as his voice fell, Song Fang's guards immediately put away their weapons, bowed their hands and stood aside.

Fu Jiuqu looked at several Dali attendants and slowly raised the corners of his mouth.
To be continued...