When Fang Xueqing came back, she had already changed her clothes, and she looked like Fang Xueqing who was cold and cold, and there was nothing to move her anymore.

The man in gray greeted him excitedly: "Miss, you're finally back." ”

Chu Feifei and Qianba sat together, looking at the gossip on their faces, and they all felt that it would be more appropriate if the gray-clothed man had a dog's tail behind him at the moment.

Fang Xueqing responded lightly, glanced at Chu Feifei, who was sitting in the courtyard, and nodded slightly: "Feifei, I'll borrow your room for use." After speaking, without waiting for Chu Feifei to answer, he said to the gray-clothed man: "You come with me, I have something to ask you." ”

Qianba couldn't get used to Fang Xueqing's unkindness, and snorted coldly, Chu Feifei didn't care and said, "Qianba, what do you think?" ”

Qianba said coldly: "The dove occupies the magpie's nest!" ”

Chu Feifei chuckled: "I mean, how reliable do you think Fang Xueqing is the stupid big master?" ”

Qianba thought for a while: "Analyzing this kind of thing, it's not my forte, if you want to know, I can help you ask Qianwu, he is the brain of my lord, and his brain is better than mine." ”

Chu Feifei said lightly: "That's not necessary." After a pause, he said in a flurry tone: "Qianba, I suddenly feel that my good days are over." ”

Qianba looked at Chu Feifei confusedly: "What do you mean?" ”

Chu Feifei didn't answer, and silently looked at the east that had become brighter, and the rising glow, in Chu Feifei's eyes, actually reflected a bit of blood.

Inside the room, Fang Xueqing sat at a simple low table. The man in gray knelt on the ground in front of her.

Fang Xueqing also adapted well to the ancient etiquette, such a big man knelt in front of her, and her face was also pale: "You said before that I was your master, but you didn't explain the reason in detail, let's talk about it now." ”

The gray-clothed man was very surprised by Fang Xueqing's flat tone, and felt that his young lady was really talented, golden branches and jade leaves, this momentum is really atmospheric!

"Miss, please forgive the minions for not being able to elaborate on the details. It's also for the good of the young lady. When the minions have prepared everything outside, the young lady will understand. ”

Fang Xueqing didn't look too surprised, and looked at the man in gray lightly: "Then what is your identity?" ”

The man in gray hurriedly replied, "Miss, the city of slaves." But outside, the pseudonym is Hu Er. The slave is the master's cronies. "Speaking of which. Hu Zhicheng suddenly became a little excited: "Miss." In the past, the minions only felt that there was no hope of revenge, and they were chased by the group of eagle dogs all day long to hide in Tibet, but now it is different. Miss is back, we have the backbone, Miss, don't worry, the slave is fighting for this life, and he will take back the family business that will belong to Miss for Miss! ”

Fang Xueqing looked at Hu Zhicheng's eyes that were a little wet and red because of the agitation, and only said after a while: "What's the matter with that mark on my shoulder?" ”

Hu Zhicheng hesitated slightly, the mark was obviously a phoenix, ordinary people would not dare to use the phoenix as a mark, this is not easy to explain.

Hu Zhicheng hesitated, Fang Xueqing's eyes flashed slightly, and she had already changed the topic: "Do you know that there are still people in the world who have the same mark like me?" ”

Seeing that Miss no longer asked about the origin of the phoenix, Hu Zhicheng was relieved, and said with a smile: "How is it possible, that mark is only owned by you, Miss, and there is no second one." "Even if there were, it would have been dead for hundreds of years," Hu Zhicheng added in his heart.

Fang Xueqing raised her eyes and looked at the black piece of Chengchen above her head before she said, "Are you sure?" Isn't this mark easy to make? Maybe someone will fake it. ”

Hu Zhicheng wanted to sneer, but when he finally remembered the identity of the person in front of him, he couldn't help but say disdainfully: "Miss doesn't know, this mark is complicated, not to mention the complicated production method, even the mold is impossible for ordinary people to get." Take 10,000 steps back and say, even if someone gets all the potions and molds and knows the preparation method, then only the bloodline of the young lady's family can succeed. ”

Fang Xueqing was slightly shocked and looked at Hu Zhicheng: "What family lineage?" What do you mean? ”

Hu Zhicheng smiled: "Miss, this mark is specially developed for the young lady's clan, the potion, the method is aimed at the bloodline of the young lady's clan, in other words, in addition to the real golden branches and jade leaves of the young lady's clan, even if others have a mold potion, this mark will not be successful!" ”

Hearing this, Fang Xueqing's always calm and waveless expression suddenly looked like a mirror with cracks, and she stood up suddenly: "What did you say?" ”

Hu Zhicheng didn't know which point he had just said that stimulated Fang Xueqing, and he was a little uneasy: "Miss? ”

Fang Xueqing took a breath: "You just said that if it wasn't for the bloodline of this clan, then the mark couldn't be planted, but there were exceptions?" ”

"Never!" The answer to this point is categorical.

"But is there any way to make a mark on someone who is not of this bloodline?" Fang Xueqing asked as she struggled to control the stability of her voice.

Hu Zhicheng didn't understand why his young lady was always entangled in this issue, so he simply said frankly: "Miss, you have also seen that the size of the copper coin of the mark is usually planted at birth, but the mark on the shoulder of the young lady is still so big. If it was just an ordinary mark, then the mark should have grown larger as the child grew up, and now it should be as big as a palm.

But the mark of the young lady is still so small, just like when it was first planted, what does this mean? This shows that the mark of the young lady's family is planted in the blood. It is only when it is planted in the blood that it will not change because of the growth of the body. It is said that this is the founding of the country back then, and it is the ancestor of the young lady's clan who met the guidance of the master to get such a secret method, which is specially used to mark the children of the clan. And it will only be revealed when it encounters blood, and it will only appear when it meets the blood of the young lady's family. ”

Fang Xueqing sat down suddenly, although she had been telling herself in her heart that her godmother's hands and eyes were all over the sky, an ancient secret technique, she would break it if she broke it, it was not a problem.

However, she just couldn't help but wonder if it was possible, if there was a glimmer of possibility, her blood

Hu Zhicheng felt that the young lady in front of her was a little confused, even if she had just woken up from a coma earlier, she suddenly opened her eyes and saw a masked man standing next to the bed and did not see her in any panic, at this time, there was a trace of confusion in the young lady's eyes.

Hu Zhicheng didn't understand why Miss suddenly reacted so much to this mark, so he said cautiously: "Miss, that mark is actually okay, as long as there is no blood, it won't be revealed, so Miss doesn't need to worry too much." ”

Fang Xueqing slowly came back to her senses, she was really stunned, she was obviously from the twenty-fourth century, how could she have the bloodline of the Tianyou Dynasty? Seventeen years ago, when she was born, the space travel technology was still in the experimental stage, and she could never have anything to do with the Tianyou Dynasty.

Fang Xueqing thought of this and calmed down, looked at Hu Zhicheng and said, "I know, what are your plans in the future?" (To be continued......)