Chang Xi did both of these things, so it was destined that Liu Zhang would not be able to escape the chess game arranged by Chang Xi.

I turned my head and sighed softly, and when I went out, I met Pu Qing, who was a little embarrassed. I pretended not to see him take a step, but he grabbed my arm.

"How's your injury?"

This kid still has a bit of a conscience, and I don't smile: "How can a woman like us who has fallen into the dust deserve the care of someone with a noble and prominent status like you." ”

I deliberately ridiculed him, on the one hand, I was also a little secretly sad for Chang Xi, she actually wanted to exchange her life for getting close to Liu Zhang, such a surviving life, and those who sit back and relax are really different.

Pu Qing's face was a little ugly, he grabbed my hand and didn't let go, and lowered his head: "I'm sorry." ”

"What did you say?" I really feel like my ears are misheard.

"I said, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have suspected that Miss Xi had ulterior motives for the young master, she blocked the knife for the young master this time, I have nothing to say, I misunderstood her before. And your injuries, I'm sorry too. ”

I raised my arm, he closed his eyes, thinking that I was going to pump him, but I just put it on his shoulder, showing the demeanor of my prime minister's belly that can support the boat: "As long as my girl can wake up, I will forgive you this time, Miss Xi will please you." ”

"Where are you going?"

I turned my back to Pu Qing and waved, "I'm going back to the brothel to deal with some things, and I'll see you another day!" "I left Pu Qing with a chic back of a long journey.

In fact, there is a serious consequence that Chang Xi didn't take into account, you must know that Liu Zhang fell in love with Chang Xi played by her, if all this is torn apart, what will happen to Liu Zhang?

If the glass that surrounds the lie is broken, the world will definitely be torn apart, and everyone will be bruised all over their bodies.

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"Cell phone, and clothes."

Xiao Jue brought me clean clothes and a newly bought mobile phone.

I looked embarrassed, gently pinched a clean T-shirt, and looked left and right very dissatisfied: "Xiao Jue, why is there only one, you also have to bring it in spring, summer, autumn and winter." ”

"Honey, what are you kidding, do you want to stay in this place for three years?"

I threw the T-shirt back into his arms, stretched out my paws and tossed the inside pocket of his suit again to see if there was anything else: "Anyway, don't think about asking me to go back, Chang Xi and I, it's like a man who meets Xiao/San, and he can't get rid of it, the human skin contract has not been completed, and with a spiritual contract, I estimate that I really have to stay for three years." ”

Xiao Jue grabbed my hand, brought his big eyes close to me, and stared at me quite roundly: "No, no!" Hear no, now it's not just that you may encounter danger, but, you will definitely encounter danger, who knows what earth-shattering things that woman will do, you can't be fooled! ”

"Get out! It's obviously you......" I suddenly found that the mobile phone with evidence was destroyed by my own hands, and I pinched Xiao Jue with my fingernails: "Don't think I forgive you!" That picture is going to be the most furious thing I've ever had in nearly 500 years. ”

Xiao Jue endured the piece of arm flesh that I pinched and twisted three hundred and sixty degrees, and nodded with tears in his eyes.

In fact, I slowly figured it out later, after all, Xiao Jue has no taste, and it is impossible to hook/hook up with Ma Xi's kind of goods, because Xiao Jue naturally hates foxes, in his words, that is, he is allergic to Ma Xi.

And the intention of Ma Xifa's photo is also very clear, purely to anger me.

Xiao Jue told me that Ma Xi may have a bigger conspiracy, but I am not worried at all now, in terms of seniority, I am more than a thousand years older than her, and she can't do anything to me in another world.

"So why are we staying in this overgrown place? It's so smelly and there are so many mosquitoes! ”

Xiao Jue was very disgusted with the land under his feet.

I patted him on the back of the head: "Don't be pretentious! How can there be mosquitoes in the winter, watch carefully. ”

Xiao Jue and I were standing in the bushes behind the Forgotten Dust Pavilion, yes, it was the place where Chang Xi and I were eyeing last time, and Chang Xi asked me to observe Su Musha's movements in his dream.

It turns out that Chang Xi's IQ is sometimes quite high.

An hour later, a golden pigeon flew out of Su Musha's room.

"Ha Lu Ha!" My eyes lit up, and I kicked at the sleepy Xiao Jie: "Quick! Catch that pigeon, but lightly and don't get noticed. ”

Xiao Jue rubbed his eyes, and with a brush, he instantly transferred to the air, and in the next second, he disappeared into the night sky along with the pigeon, and then returned to my side.

There was a letter box on the pigeon's leg, and when I opened it, I was not surprised by the words on the letter, and I am sure Chang Xi would not be surprised.

A neat row of words on it read, 'Chang Meiren wants to approach Zhu Xuhou, but the motive has not yet been clarified'.

"Su Musha, this kid, is really a ghost......"

Xiao Jue touched the back of his head and muttered, "Su Mu covers...... Why is this name so familiar, it seems that I have heard someone mention it. ”

"The owner of this brothel." I stretched my neck and added, "I'm still a beautiful man, a standard handsome guy." ”

Xiao Jie's face immediately turned rosy, and he pouted: "Am I handsome?" ”

"Come on, no matter how good-looking we are, we weren't born by our parents, and I don't know what kindness those people who were born good-looking have accumulated in their last lives."

God is so fair, it gives everyone the same natural grace, although Chang Xi is beautiful and regretful, but she is separated from her relatives because of this beautiful skin, and she is full of pain.

Although we live forever, we also have to worry every day that we have no skin to use, and we have to taste thousands of years of loneliness, and even abandon the memories of our past lives.

God is not only fair, he is also naughty. He was also very dull and calm as watery days.

For example, if Xiao had not forgotten the Su curtain that Ma Xi had mentioned to him this time, the later plots would not have galloped to different forks in the road.

Divergence is at various intersections, each road is a different end, and no one knows the end of the road.

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Shakespeare said that when you can't afford happiness, you shouldn't get too close to the window and stare at it.

So, is it true that when everyone is on the move, they look up to those who enjoy a happy and comfortable life in luxury?

Of course not, at least not Chang Xi.

If she had to be analogised, she must be the kind of person who stands majestically in front of the glass window, with fangs and long tongues, trying to devour the 'happiness' exhibits marked with high prices in her stomach.

Yes, it does look like a demon.

But she does, she's not an angel at all.

Everyone has a lurking crisis, the kind of madness called demons, that follow your bloodstream to your innocuous places.

Then when you break down it will grow unchecked, enveloping your soul and devouring your so-called 'good heart'.

That kind of thing is called hatred, or in other words, it can be called 'love'.

Chang Xi woke up, just like the plot that everyone can guess in many bloody movies, he woke up completely and soberly, and at this time the audience would make a loud voice "Cut!" to express the powerlessness of guessing the plot.

But it is undeniable that at least until the protagonist wakes up, there is still a lot of tension.

For example, me, Liu Zhang, and Pu Qing.

On the third day of Changxi's coma, she finally barely opened her eyes, and Liu Zhang saw that she was sober and looked like a tomb robber who saw Cao Cao's ancestral tomb.

He grabbed Chang Xi's cold hand and put it next to his face: "Xi'er, I'm Liu Zhang, are you hungry, do you want to eat something?" ”

"I, I'm not hungry."

"How can you not be hungry, you haven't eaten in a few days."

"Xi'er is really not hungry, and the Hou Ye is worried."

"Anyway, eat more or less."

I rubbed my fragile trigeminal nerve, and their conversation gave me a headache to listen to.

I poked Pu Qing, and moved my chin in the direction of the two people who were engaged in a debate on whether to be hungry or not: "Pu Qing, get your Hou Ye out of the way, I'm going to change Miss Xi's clothes." ”

After the room was empty, I helped Changxi sit up, her complexion was not very good, but it seemed that she couldn't die.

Chang Xi stretched out his finger and pointed at me with difficulty: "Are you ...... in a dream?"

"Yes, I gave it to you in my dream." I suddenly felt that something was wrong, and corrected: "You gave it to me in a dream!" ”

I brought clean clothes from the maid and put them on for Changxi, and she tried to recall the conversation between the two of us in the dream while dressing them.

"I remembered, you said, I'm going to die...... Then, I'll let you keep an eye on Su Musha......"

"Yes." I took out the intercepted letter and read it to Chang Xi in its original form.

Her lips were pale, and she suddenly smiled lightly, looking even more ghostly: "I just know that Su Musha will definitely return to my movements again, Fuyuan, you go and watch him again, don't let his letters reach the palace again." ”

"You're still not at ease with me? I've taken care of it all. ”

Chang Xi nodded reassuringly, I felt that her complexion was a little better: "Oh yes, you can write a letter in the name of the palace and pass it to him with pigeons, so that it is easier to grasp the trend, otherwise he will lose contact with the Han Palace, and he will definitely have some suspicions." ”

I was stunned and rubbed my fingers against the wings of my nose: "This...... It's a bit difficult, I'm afraid. ”

"Why?"

"The pigeon was boiled and eaten by Xiao Jie, and he said that he has been attacked by me a lot recently, and he needs to make up for it!"

I felt that Chang Xi's face turned pale in an instant, and he almost fainted again when he rolled his eyes.

But fortunately, the Han Palace can't get news of Chang Xi, and it is safe at present.

I thought that Chang Xi would be in a better mood when she achieved her goal this time, but she would add new troubles to herself all the time. There should be no annotation of the word 'optimistic' in her life dictionary.