Sure enough, Zhao Mu's momentum in such a confrontation with Xia Yejin instantly weakened a lot, in the final analysis, he really wanted to get an answer, so he looked at Xia Yejin, opened his mouth, seemed to be considering, and finally spoke up first, "I have lost my soul and amnesia, how do you know?" ”

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Hearing this question, Xia Yejin almost wanted to laugh out loud, she looked up at the other party, and then said, How do I know? Is Zhao Huwei really a noble person who forgets things? Didn't I tell you before? Do you want me to repeat it to you in detail?

The noise at the mouth of the alley gradually dissipated, Xia Yejin raised his eyes and looked at the sun, and found that it was noon. I don't know if Zhenmin went back, but since these two people are in a gang, it doesn't matter if Zhenmin will find out that she sneaked out, right?

Maybe people already knew.

Just as he was thinking about it, his shoulders suddenly lightened. Subconsciously bowed his head, Xia Yejin found that the knife was taken from his neck, and then looked up at the person - "You can go." Zhao Mu put away the long knife, and the whole person was hidden in the dim and bright light, making it difficult to see the expression.

The whole shoulder collapsed and seemed sad.

Xia Yejin stood up in fear of the dust on his body, glanced at the man a few times with vigilance, and saw that the other party really didn't mean to do it again, so he put a snack down slightly, took a quick step and walked out.

Zhongwang's Mansion, Flower Hall.

Zhenmin looked at the double gold skein smoker in front of him in a daze.

Outside the wooden window, the sun was on the rise, and it was already noon.

She asked people to send a post to Burigud, and made an appointment to meet in the house in the evening.

Břigud will come, she is sure. No matter how angry he was last time, but this time it was she who took the initiative to show affection, no matter what the point was based on, he would come.

There is a pot of begonias sent back to him by the smoker in the flower hall, which has not yet bloomed some time ago, and it is languishing, but it is blooming luxuriantly these days. The little rose-red flowers are like blood in the dark night. She didn't like the flowers at all, but because they were given by Burigud, she put them in the flower hall to make a show.

This time, she deliberately chose the place to meet. In addition to letting him see the begonias, Zhenmin clenched the bag of things in his hand, as long as he put this thing in the smoker, mixed with the aroma of begonias, it smelled soft and good, and it was not scary at all.

Killing someone is actually not too difficult.

Especially after having rehearsed it many times before.

After watching the round-faced maid and the others get on the big shipping ship to the south, Zhao Mu turned around and walked back. Most of the shipping in the capital was concentrated in the port of Tongzhou, and he did not ride a horse today, so he probably had to walk until evening to reach the city.

But he didn't care.

Ever since he woke up under the walls of the capital, his mind had gone blank, there was neither a past nor a future, nothing - the only consciousness was that he had lost his soul.

In fact, the soul was too mysterious for him, and Zhao Mu didn't even know why he had such a strange consciousness in his empty mind. But what is somewhat incredible is that he also knows martial arts. Before meeting the lord of Zhenmin, he was a professional eater of court bounties - hunting down all kinds of wanted criminals who were on the run.

Life is also good.

So he didn't understand why Zhenmin County was so persistent in helping him find his soul and regain his memory, it didn't matter, right? He's still him, no memory and no soul, but he's still alive and well, and he won't die.

He didn't care all along.

Life has always been free.

But one day, a person suddenly appeared, stared at him and asked inexplicably if you are missing a soul and a soul, and you have lost your memory?

He was shocked at first, and then panicked.

This person knows his details so well, could it be the enemy who stayed in the past? The more you think about it, the more likely it is. In the palace, he had countless opportunities to kill her, but every time he always felt that it was not the best time. But today, Zhao Mu was a little annoyed when he thought about it, today was such a good opportunity, he could have solved this person unconsciously, but he still couldn't do it in the end.

It always has to be solved.

He walked forward while thinking like this, the lunch market has ended, and there are still some people left in the fruit market in Anzhenmen, basically concentrated in front of a certain door, steaming, it seems to be a steamed bun shop.

Seeing this, he was also a little hungry, and when he got closer, he scooped up his pocket and found that he had given all his belongings to those maids just now. Now I don't even have a copper plate on my body.

After accepting the reality, he had to turn around with a depressed heart.

Suddenly, someone tapped him on the shoulder.

He jerked his head back and subconsciously cut the opponent's arm, only to find that the man had already been on guard and slipped away from his counterattack. One move missed, and he was about to make a second move, when suddenly something was thrown at him.

He instinctively reached for it.

I thought it was a hidden poison, but I didn't expect it to be a ...... Buns wrapped in thick oiled paper?

Xia Yejin stood three steps away from him, smiling brightly, "Hungry, right?" I'll give you something to eat. ”

"You!? ――”

"What are you?" Xia Yejin looked at the other party's wide-eyed but unresponsive appearance, and couldn't help but want to laugh, she took out her own bun and took a bite, puffed out her cheeks and looked at him and said Don't worry, this bun was just bought, it is not poisonous.

"You've been following me?"

After being hit several times by several passers-by in a row, Zhao Mu finally grasped a key point.

Xia Yejin shrugged, "What do you mean?" I was with you because I was worried about you because I was worried about you. ”

The person in front of him was smiling terribly, and Zhao Mu suddenly felt that he had made an unforgivable mistake by not killing her just now. But the most unforgivable thing is himself, who has been followed by a person for so long in broad daylight and has not even noticed it.

"Say? ......" Xia Yejin finally finished the last bite of the bun and looked at him sideways.

The sunset of dusk is reflected on the gray tiles behind him, casting a dusk afterglow. She was reflected in it, almost merging with the blurred halo.

The handmaiden on the boat on the Tongzhou wharf just now was not her hallucination.

It's ridiculous to think about it.

Zhenmin actually conspired with Zhao Mu and the two to play a killing game? She was also scared.

In the palace, in front of everyone, the murderous scenes were staged over and over again, all kinds of brutality, and in the end it turned out to be a well-designed drama. Acting naturally requires an audience, so who is the audience for these plays? Don't say that Zhenmin's design is purely for her own amusement, and she won't believe it if she is killed.

"Say what?" Zhao Mu looked indifferent, "Don't you see it all, what else is there to say?" (To be continued.) )