"It's none of your business! let me out!" At this time, Twilight Sun had lost her mind, she just wanted to confirm it with her own eyes, and she didn't believe anything others said. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

You know, half a month ago, she was still laughing and talking with Liu Lao in Liufu. Even yesterday's Moon Fan Fang reopened, and the congratulatory gifts from the Liu family have not yet been opened. And the bits and pieces of their relationship in the past five years are clearly reflected in her mind. It is rumored that if it weren't for the support of Liu Lao, how could she smoothly take root in Jindu all the way?

There are some things that others don't know, but Liu Lao doesn't know, but she knows it.

How much hardship did she endure to return to Jindu City?

How much sin did she have to suffer to live like this?

This kindness, this resentment, how much love and hate are mixed with it?

This Liufu, this person, how can you say that there is no none?

Seeing her pale face and red eyes, Qianxing silently withdrew the folding fan and let her go.

Twilight Yang frowned, and in a trance she heard Mu Yi and the others exclaim, and the next moment she had fallen into Qianxing's arms and lost consciousness.

"Hurry up and prepare Guiqi soup. Qianxing picked up the unconscious Twilight Sun and instructed Chu Li.

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Yuexin, who had been late for several days, came with a black face.

Twilight fell into a coma, and the cramps in her lower abdomen danced like demons, lingering. Cold sweat soaked through his clothes.

It was as if she had once again been in a snowy and white world, covered in snow, and the biting cold overwhelmed all her senses.

Everyone in the Moon Fan Workshop panicked. The owner of the workshop is not awake, and it is useless to prepare Guiqi soup. How similar is this situation to the first opening of the Moon Fan Workshop five years ago?

Back then, the words of the still water miracle doctor were like in my ears - one more time, life was at stake.

So the prayer of prayer, the crying of crying, even Chu Li, who had always been calm and calm, was at a loss.

"She's awake. Zhuang Jin and Qianxing stood outside the door together, looking at everyone's panicked appearance, Qianxing didn't speak, but the cold Zhuang Jian opened his mouth.

Everyone was surprised, staring at Chu Li with anticipation, and stretched out his finger suspiciously towards the owner's neck.

As Zhuang Jin said, the owner has already woken up!

It's just that after waking up, Twilight didn't want to open her eyes, no matter how everyone persuaded her, she always clenched her teeth and closed her eyes, holding the quilt with both hands, even if she was bleeding, she wouldn't speak.

If you don't come early or late, she just comes at this time! I can only say that this is a wake-up call from God.

I want her to always remember - who gave this painful ordeal?

Mu Jiu cried and sobbed.

Mu Yi gritted his teeth, didn't care about the affairs of the South Hall, and ran to Qiancaotang to ask for help under pressure, but only got the sentence "If she is bent on death, the gods can't save her", and came back disgraced.

"I'll please!" Chu Li thought, even if she tied up, she would also tie up the master of the thousand halls.

"It's useless. The hall owner said that unless the owner himself is willing to take medicine, it is useless for anyone to invite him. "Even the compassionate still water doctor said so, who else can save their owner now?

Mu Jiu suddenly remembered the gift of medicine from Qiangongzi, glanced at Chu Li, and after getting Chu Li's affirmation, he wiped away his tears and went to beg.

In the same way, Qianxing also said: "The only one who can save your owner is herself." ”

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At night, the girls of the wooden characters take turns to keep vigil.

Suddenly, an exclamation came from Twilight Curie: "The owner is gone!"

"In the middle of the night, where will the owner go?" Mu Jiu pouted, and his words were already crying.

"Don't cry!" Mu Yi hurriedly stopped, but he couldn't hide his chagrin and self-blame on his face, "I...... I took a nap and woke up and the owner was gone. I swear, I wasn't sleepy at all when I came for the shift, someone must have sneaked into the house and took the owner with him!"

The sisters nodded, the owner is like this, who can still sleep?

Mu San added: "Besides, the current body of the owner can't get out. ”

"But with Sister Chu Li here, who can enter the twilight and leave the house?" Mu Jiu held back tears and said a serious fact that was ignored by everyone.

"It's a thousand sons. Chu Li, who had never appeared, came in calmly.

In the middle of the night, Mu Yi came to change shifts and sat in the outer room with his back to the door. Before long, the door opened silently, and the handle of the fan was precisely pointed at the sleeping hole between the wooden neck.

Subsequently, Qian Xing locked Twilight's acupoint without saying a word, and force-fed a pill. Chu Li didn't know when he appeared behind him, and he wanted to stop it, but when he saw that he used his true qi to relieve the pain of the owner, he took his palm.

Qianxing ignored her, and concentrated on losing her true anger. The first generation girl of the Moon Fan Fang is worthy of her name, since he appeared outside the twilight house late at night, not only Chu Li, but the other three have also watched his every move.

When he picked up Twilight and was about to leave, Chu Li finally made a move.

"You want her dead?"

A light rhetorical question made Chu Li withdraw his hand again.

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Qianxing took Twilight to the Liujia Cemetery on the outskirts of the eastern part of the city. The huge garden is pitch black, and the fireflies flying back and forth are shining with a faint green light, which is doubly eerie.

Qianxing picked up some dead branches nearby and set up a fire.

Twilight sat down under the tree and asked him, "Why?"

"Healer benevolence, I can't watch you kill yourself. Qianxing threw a wooden branch into the fire and sat down beside Twilight to check her pulse.

Following Twilight's gaze to the grave opposite, the words on the tombstone were incomparably clear in the firelight. This is the joint burial tomb of Mr. and Mrs. Liu.

"Are you scared?"

The wind in the middle of the night was a little cool, and Twilight shook his head slightly: "With you as a Jianghu person, how can I be afraid? ”

Qianxing helped her take a few steps forward. The whole day of colic made her feet float, as if she were stepping on clouds, fluttering, as if she would fall down in the next moment.

"Want to hear a story?" she said, leaning against the solid chest of the person beside her. The hand around her waist made her feel a little reassured.

"As long as you want to say. ”

The twilight sun was silent for a while, and a dusty past slowly came to light in the clear night.

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More than 20 years ago, there was a Ya prostitute Mu in Hualiu Lane, who was both talented and beautiful, and was famous in the golden capital. There is an endless stream of young chivalrous people who come here every day. And she, like a fairy who strayed into the mortal world, is cold and arrogant, and no one can get into her heart.

One day, Mu was invited to the cold autumn chrysanthemum party, and won a full house with a clear speech, and dominated the women's lead. In the inner courtyard, all the beautiful and talented women avoided her and alienated her. She is not annoyed, and enjoys herself with the fragrant tea.

"Sister, you also write a poem, and I will transcribe it for you and hang it outside. ”

"Yes, sister. Let's show what everyone's demeanor is!"

"No, no, you let me paint the dragon and embroider the phoenix, how dare I get an axe in front of you for this poem?"

Just as there was a burst of cheers outside, Mu Shi raised the bead curtain and saw a handsome boy with a face like a crown of jade, spitting out Huazhang, and his every move was romantic.