Chapter 152: Let Go (Chapter 2 of Wan Geng, Asking for Subscription Tickets)

At this time, Fu Xiaotian was messy again, why, did Xiaomeng say that he was the murderer? It shouldn't be, the murderer should be someone else, Xiaomeng is a weak woman, and it's a bit ridiculous to think about killing people.

Another one, Xiaomeng deliberately threw away the hairpin, in order to find it, and then lock the murderer himself. What is the purpose of this? All this seems a little mysterious.

Moreover, he still has some doubts about Chen Qinglian's identity, didn't he say that he wanted to protect the princess? But didn't you see her protecting the princess?

I don't know, do the two know each other?

Fu Xiaotian himself actually didn't observe them carefully, and when it was time to really use them, it was already too late. Xiaomeng has been beheaded, and Chen Qinglian has also left, everyone is gone.

"Alas, that's it, anyway, if you continue to investigate, there's no point, just let all of this go, I'm really tired." He didn't want to think about it. Especially when I think of the last sentence that Xiaomeng said, my heart feels like it has been shot by countless arrows, and it is very painful.

"I don't know, what does Mr. Zhuge mean by showing me this paper? Do you want me to keep looking? โ€

Fu Xiaotian got up, tore up the report, and then threw it out, just like this piece of paper, it would never be found by others.

At this time, Fu Xiaotian walked out and happened to see Yang Sili in the courtyard. I saw him with his head depressed, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Fu Xiaotian also walked over quietly and asked, "Xiao Yang, what are you doing?" โ€

Yang Sili turned around and glanced at him, pouting, looking very arrogant: "My lord, I was a little sad to see the princess beheaded. That scene was really terrifying, and I really can't forget it. โ€

"It's okay, it's okay, just get used to it." Fu Xiaotian patted him on the shoulder and smiled.

In fact, he also patted Yang Sili in his heart, and scolded angrily: "It's not because of your sister that Xiaomeng has become like this." And your father, who is also shameless, is really too deceitful! โ€

Of course, he didn't say this sentence to his face, for fear that Yang Sili would be unhappy.

And Yang Sili was also thinking in his heart, why did his father do this? Just beheaded this fake princess? It's too cruel, although it's not my own sister, but there's no need for this.

Then, Fu Xiaotian walked up to Zhuge Iron and Steel and Chen Guoguo again, "Two, what are you doing sitting here?" โ€

Chen Guoguo glanced at him with a calm face: "My lord, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have let Gonggong Li and them in." If I knew that Xiaomeng would be beheaded, even if he was executed by the emperor, I wouldn't let it go. โ€

Fu Xiaotian smiled bitterly: "It's okay, things have already happened, and there is no point in talking about this." โ€

At this time, Zhuge Iron and Steel came over with his own wine gourd and handed it to him in a swaying manner: "Come, drink some, it is estimated that it is very uncomfortable to see you like this." โ€

"Okay..."

Fu Xiaotian took the wine gourd, took a sip, and couldn't feel the spicy taste at all, saying that this wine covers the sweetness and bitterness, and every mood is different.

But Fu Xiaotian only felt bitterness, perhaps, this was his mood at this time.

"Sir, why are you giving my little prince's report? Is there a problem? Fu Xiaotian handed the wine gourd to Zhuge Iron and Steel, and mentioned it by the way.

As for Zhuge Iron and Steel, he also smiled bitterly, "I just want to tell you that sometimes don't pay too much attention to the result." As for what the problem is, I guess the adults have already found out, so why bother to ask me? โ€

"Hahaha, it seems that my son is indeed much more talented than Lao Tzu and knows how to fight back." Zhuge Iron and Steel laughed three times, and then left with his sleeves brushed up. But no one realized what he meant, son, Lao Tzu, this is completely confusing.

At this moment, Ban Yunyun walked out of the firewood room with a bowl of noodles and shouted with a smile: "Xianggong, your favorite noodles are ready." By the way, if you want to eat, go get it yourself, don't wait for the maid to serve it to you. โ€

"Thank you, ma'am." Fu Xiaotian took the bowl of noodles and tasted it carefully. But at this moment, Ban Yunyun's face changed, and she shouted, "Xianggong, have you drunk?" โ€

"Yes, I drank it, Mr. Zhuge gave it to me." Fu Xiaotian's move directly threw the pot away from Zhuge Steel.

Hearing this, Ban Yunyun rushed directly to Zhuge Steel's side, kicked him, and said with a cold face: "Didn't I say it? You can't give my father-in-law a drink, he is drinking medicine now, what do you want to do? โ€

Zhuge Iron and Steel didn't move, looked at Ban Yunyun embarrassedly, and rubbed his back a little pitifully: "Ouch, it hurts, what should I do, I'm really in pain, how can you do it?" I really forgot. โ€

"You... I'm! โ€

Seeing Zhuge Iron and Steel teach Ban Yunyun a lesson, Yang Sili next to him finally came out of his depressed mood, "Haha, you still have such a day, you died of laughter." โ€

Zhuge Iron and Steel rolled his eyes and shouted angrily: "Stinky boy, you are not allowed to sleep in my room tonight, do you hear?" โ€

"Sleeping in the yard by yourself, don't blame me, you brought it on yourself!"

Hearing Zhuge Steel's words, Yang Sili also pursed his lips, "Oh, what's wrong with sleeping in the yard, I'm willing." โ€

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Late at night, it is often the most uncomfortable time, this night, Fu Xiaotian came to the back mountain, looking at the big locust tree in front of him, he couldn't help but feel a little sad, Xiaomeng is here, dancing for him.

After a while, Ban Yunyun also came here, looked at her husband, and smiled: "Xianggong, I'll dance for you." Xiaomeng taught me last night, and she said, Xianggong, if you miss her, I can dance for you. โ€

I just saw that Ban Yunyun was wearing a white long skirt, and began to pinch her orchid fingers decently, like a dragon and a jade rabbit, constantly dancing. It's really quiet like a rabbit, although it's not as beautiful as Xiaomeng, but it's also quite good.

It seems that for the sake of Xiaomeng and for himself, but he has taken great pains.

At this time, Fu Xiaotian also began to play the bamboo flute, accompanied by the sound of the flute, Ban Yunyun danced, coupled with his peerless appearance, he can indeed be called a celestial.

But in Fu Xiaotian's own heart, a little dream is a little dream, and no one can replace it.

"I hope you, in another world, can live an upright and happy life. I hope you don't hate me..."