readx;? There is often a great contradiction between people's appearances and the inside, and those who seem to be loyal but are actually traitors are too many in the world to count. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoWhat is a person's inner appearance and what kind of thoughts are in his heart, even if he uses a knife to dissect his heart and brain, it is difficult to understand.

Ning Caichen took the ride to the mansion of the official book, but he failed to see the other party.

All he received was the seemingly polite but hostile hospitality of the stewards and servants of the Shangshu Mansion and some polite words.

The word 'prime minister' doesn't seem to work well everywhere.

Fight, go home, and repatriate.

Ning Caichen's frowning brows never let go.

He knew very well that as long as the Fu family sisters remained in the Ning Mansion, things like this would continue to be staged, and maybe the next time he would be unable to stop it with all his might.

He knows the relationship between the official department and the current emperor, and in private, the emperor has to call this scholar a 'father-in-law', today Qin Steward taught Zhang Wuxu a lesson, although he looked happy, Ning Caichen also praised Qin Steward in his heart, but he knew very well that things were going to be big. And after eating a closed door outside the Shangshu Mansion, he was even more sure that the matter was already in order.

He paced around his study, circling around his desk.

He felt like he was caught in a circle, like when he was wrapped up like a mummy.

There was darkness all around, and it was so heavy that he couldn't breathe.

Why, why?

Why has the Demon King been slain, but the sky is still not clear?

There was a dark curtain all around, and a sinister smile sounded close to the ears.

The laughter was accompanied by whispering, and in the whispering, Ning Caichen lowered his head.

He is just a scholar, and he has never even gained fame, and the only thing that has a little weight is that if he tells it honestly, he is only a cellmate with Zhuge Wolong and was entrusted by the other party with a book called "The Way of the World".

is like 'Zhuge Wolong's descendant', but it is just a misunderstanding of him by others.

And he himself was despicable enough not to correct it even once.

I didn't do a good job in the knowledge I used to gain fame, and I didn't even keep my sincerity as a 'good person'.

What a despicable person.

He laughed at himself.

But, even so, he has a career that he is willing to give everything for.

"I, I want to protect Miss Fu. ”

Perhaps to this day, Ning Caichen still stubbornly believes that Fu Qingfeng is the reincarnation of Xiaoqian, and all the flaws in this conjecture have been actively ignored by him.

No matter what, Ning Caichen did have such a thought in his mind at this moment. But he had no idea how to achieve this idea.

He was weak in the capital, and even the emperor, who seemed to have a lot of trust in him yesterday, seemed to have begun to join in the calculation of himself.

He felt a little tired, and when he stopped, he suddenly wanted to meet Fu Qingfeng.

People are like this, whenever they feel tired but want to persevere, they will always find a reason to keep going.

Love or hate.

……

"Click. ”

The carved door was locked, and Ning Caichen knocked for a while but could not get a response.

"Miss Fu?"

didn't hear Fu Yuechi's familiar reprimand, Ning Caichen's heart tightened inexplicably, he knocked on the door for a while, but there was still no response.

"Bang Bang!"

He started knocking on the window and found it unlocked.

"Offended!"

He opened the window and found it empty.

"Miss Fu?"

With his hands propped up on the edge of the window, he almost fell to the ground, and when he came to his senses, he called for his servants.

"Where did the guests in the room go?"

He asked.

"Back to my lord, the guests have never come out of the room. ”

The servant's answer sent Ning Caichen into the ice cellar.

"Open the door!"

The door was locked from the inside, and the only way to open it was to use violence.

"Smack. ”

The servant flew up and kicked several cracks in the door.

He also came from a military background.

"Smack. ”

With another kick, the door finally opened.

Ning Caichen rushed in, he looked around, where was there half a figure around?

"Miss Fu!"

Superfluous, doomed unanswered cries echoed in the house for a long time, and Ning Caichen turned into an ant on a hot pot and rampaged through the house.

He tried to catch even the slightest abnormality in the room with his own eyes.

"What is this?"

Ning Caichen saw a piece of wood on the bed in the room, approached it, and reached out to grab it, which turned out to be a shoddy mask.

"Wooden masks?"

He thought of someone, and soon, he was convinced of his thoughts.

Because there is still a piece of paper pressed under the mask.

There were several lines written on the paper, and Juanxiu's handwriting Ning Caichen recognized as Fu Qingfeng's handwriting.

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The restaurant has changed its customers in the position facing the street, and there are still people who are in the mood to eat and drink in the restaurant when it is difficult to use water in Kyoto, and the restaurant seems to rely on this group of people to maintain its operation.

It's just that this bit of diner at most allows the restaurant to maintain its daily operations, and in order to make a profit during this period, the restaurant managers have to launch some new businesses.

Such as accommodation.

The modest rooms are located on the third floor, and since they are newly opened, the furniture is new.

Simple, but clean, it is suitable for a woman who loves cleanliness and wears white flowers on her head.

"Please stay here for a while, and I'll take you out of town when it's dark. ”

There was not much furniture in the simple room, and the Fu sisters could only stand at the door when they sat on the bed, and when they said this, he bent over and lowered his head, as if he was talking to the floor.

"There's Mr. Lawless. ”

Fu Qingfeng said.

There was a shallow smile on her face, Mo Ye didn't know that this was an expression she had never shown in the Ning Mansion, and he didn't look at it, just like his posture, his perception was not towards Fu Qingfeng, and it could even be said that it was not an exaggeration to shield the direction he was in.

"Smack. ”

Mo Xie closed the door, turned around and left.

"Sister, Mr. Mo Xie is actually very handsome, why do you wear a mask?"

Wait for Mo Xie to go far, the agile and lively Fu Yuechi said.

"Sometimes it's a nuisance to look too good. ”

Fu Yuechi said, she stroked her face, not knowing what she was thinking in her heart.

"Sister, Mr. Mo Xie seems to be very indifferent, obviously taking off the mask, but it makes me think that he might as well not take off the mask. Is he really reliable? Do you really trust him?"

Fu Yuechi said.

"A beautiful woman can't believe it, and a man who seems to be loyal and honest can't believe it, a man with such an indifferent face should be reliable. ”

Fu Qingfeng said.