The graceful posture of the female guest was very familiar, Zi Yao instantly narrowed her eyes, flashed to the door and staggered a little gap to look out, sure enough, the maid who supported her was Qin Muxue's eldest maid Chunling, and the woman with the hat must be the fake county lord Ling'er.

"A few guest officers here, please have a private room, the scenery here is good, and the view is wide!"

The man didn't speak, turned around and glanced at the woman wearing the hood, and saw that he hadn't stopped him, so he answered and followed Xiao Er towards the private room.

Only Chunling ordered a few refreshments from Xiao Er, and the two did not speak.

Zi Yao frowned, she was going to meet Qin Muhan at this time today, she came over at this time to make things even more complicated, it was too late to change the location, and it was unrealistic for them to leave, thinking about it.

[Qibao monitors Ling'er's movements, and tells me their conversation at any time, and if a stranger comes upstairs, he has already told me.] 】

Qibao received the order and went to monitor Ling'er seriously.

Zi Yao hurriedly found the pen, ink, paper and inkstone in the jade bracelet space, unfolded it and threw it on the round table, and quickly depicted it.

After all, she had seen the real Eight Kings, and Qin Muhan had been taught by the real Eight Kings more than ten years ago, so she presented the scene she saw in the stone house on paper, with the fake emperor standing beside the Eight Kings and carrying a human skin mask in his hand.

Every detail is carefully depicted, even the moles on the feet and some old scars, after all, this is the most recognizable thing for a person.

Finally, next to this huge painting, the dialogue between the fake emperor and the eight kings on that day is written word for word in the form of dialogue, including how the eldest brother was killed by the fake emperor in front of the eight kings.

After completing all this, Zi Yao's fingers and lips trembled a little, this is the emotion of the original owner, not something that Zi Yao can control, and Zi Yao did not suppress it, maybe let her vent more is conducive to her getting the memory of the original owner.

[Master, the man who met Ling'er called Ling'er a holy woman? Although I don't know what it means, it sounds more like an organization or a tribe.

Chun Ling was guarding outside the private room, and the man said a lot of reproachful words to the holy woman, as if the leader was extremely dissatisfied with her recent behavior.

The man said: Since the real Qin Muxue is dead, let her play the role of the Snow County Lord well, don't make any more troubles, search the Eight Princes Mansion as soon as possible, and be sure to find a token left by her mother Wanyi, but she didn't say what the token was.

Ling'er was very afraid of this man, although she didn't say anything on her face, her hands kept clenching her fists, as if he had some handle or shortcoming.

Therefore, she was extremely obedient to the man's orders, and as for the token, she explained a lot, and all the palaces of the Eight Kings' Mansion were basically rummaged through, and she didn't find anything out of the ordinary. 】

Zi Yao nodded, [Qibao, it seems that they don't know what this token is, but they just know that it is not a common thing. 】

Ki Po nodded, "Uh-huh, I think so too! What can you find by looking for a needle in a haystack?"

Zi Yao narrowed her eyes and tilted her head, [Qi Bao's fake Eight Kings often go in and out of the secret room of the study, didn't he find the Big Dipper Mechanism on the bookcase?

A pocket watch hidden in that mechanism is not of this world, and isn't that sentence for her daughter!

Kibo gasped, "Yes, why did I forget this, daughter?pocket watch?otherworldly?treasure?What secrets are hidden here, I can't even figure it out if I want to break my head.] 】

Zi Yao's ears moved, and another person came up downstairs, this person had firm steps but not a loud voice, and he was not led by Xiao Er, but came up alone, Zi Yao's heart seemed to be clenched, and a sense of familiarity became stronger and stronger.

However, the fake county lord was next door, and Chunling couldn't shout loudly when there was still standing at the door, so she quickly opened the door and looked at this person.

Dressed in a dark blue coarse cloth robe, carrying a sword in his right hand, carrying a small burden on his back, and wearing a black hat without a top and a strict on his head, he could not see his face clearly, but he could only see the chin full of stubble.

The sound of Zi Yao's door opening alarmed him, his footsteps stopped instantly, the man slowly raised his head, looked Zi Yao up and down several times, and finally stared at Zi Yao's eyes no longer moving, and gradually his eyes turned red and opened his mouth to speak.

[Master, they're coming out!]

Zi Yao flashed out of the room, instantly changed her expression, her eyes continued to soothe, she hugged her fists and was polite, pulling the man's arm and pulling the person into the private room, and at the same time, her voice simulated that the man's voice kept saying aloud.

"Second Senior Brother, you are finally here, but let the junior brother wait! A few days ago, I received a letter from the third senior brother, you must have traveled day and night without resting on the way, otherwise it would not be possible to arrive so quickly, hard work, come and come, let's sit down and have a cup of tea first!"

Such completely undisciplined words did not surprise the man, but entered the door very cooperatively.

"Well, thank you for your kindness. ”

Immediately standing at the pillar next to the door and looking out through the crack in the door, Zi Yao did not obstruct it, but also stood on his side and looked out, Ling'er and the man went out of the private room, and Chunling, who was standing outside and rubbing her purse, hurriedly helped Ling'er to walk downstairs.

Walking to the stairs, in order to see the steps clearly, Ling'er lifted the gap in the hat and walked slowly.

Such an action made the man see clearly who that person was, although the face and body shape were undoubtedly the little sister, but there was no sense of intimacy at all, and the man closed the door and looked at Ziyao seriously.

"Who are you?"

Zi Yao smiled, and nodded to her shoulder and neck to return to a normal voice, "Since you have decided to stay, you already have a judgment in your heart, and you don't need me to introduce more."

However, now my name is Ling Ziyao, and I am Murong Xu's seventeenth junior sister, with outstanding martial arts and extraordinary medical skills. ”

The man looked at Zi Yao fixedly for a moment, his nose trembled slightly, and he took a few steps towards Zi Yao, only to find a painting on the round table, and walked quickly to the front to look at it carefully.

The arms supporting the table trembled, and slowly looked sideways, "Little sister? ”

Zi Yao nodded and pursed her lips to control her emotions, "Yes, second brother, you're finally back!"

After that, Qin Muhan hugged Zi Yao into his arms, tears flowed silently, and after a long time, the two sat down, and Zi Yao offered Qin Muhan a cup of tea.

"Before I came today, I still didn't know if my second brother would be able to recognize me, after all, I didn't know my face like this, I didn't have any memory, and I didn't know how to prove my identity. ”

Qin Muhan shook his head, "There is no need to prove it, I know that you are a little sister when I look at your eyes, this is a kind of induction that only has bone and blood kinship, even if you disguise it, you can't reach it." ”