Han Lang bit his lip, and Fu Qingming saw this, "Well, if you have something unspeakable, don't say it, in fact, I don't have to gossip." That, let's sleep, sleep, hehe" said and stepped onto the bed.

Han Lang grabbed her arm, "There's nothing to say about you," the little mouse also pricked up his ears, and it also had a gossip heart. "Actually, it should be said that a long time ago, Han Bingluo was also a member of my Witch Saint Clan, and I was a half-brother and sister with him. I was an adopted child from his family, and my father and mother regarded me as their own. At that time, we didn't have any worries under Cheng Huan's knees, he was more than twenty years older than me," Seeing Fu Qingming's look of disbelief, he smiled and said. "I really can't see it, I'm in my twenties and it's just on the surface. I am afraid that even he does not know his actual age. ”

"Huh?" Fu Qingming looked confused, how could he talk and wrap her in.

"Borrowing blood to survive, I am afraid that there will be hundreds of years old. As for his father, it's just a disguise he made up himself. With a bitter look on his face, "The Holy Clan of Doctors and Witches is such a gifted person. It deceived everyone's eyes, and every generation he lived in would adopt a girl. And I am the child adopted by his generation, and I am the child who will be loaned out to survive. Unfortunately, something happened in the middle, and when I was eight years old, the patriarch discovered his secret, and he touched the taboo in the clan and used secret methods to survive. The people of the people will kill him and take away the evil, and they will take me away. After that, I didn't know anything about him, and when I saw him again, I was the national teacher. ”

"Have you ever known each other?" asked cautiously,

"Each is his master, and the way is different, and there is no conspiration with each other. What's more, he adopted me only to get my life. Why should I do this and be amorous, I guess he never put me in his heart. Fu Qingming here, you can clearly feel the loss of Han Lang and the sadness from the heart. It could be seen from her expression that she should like that man.

Fu Qingming patted her on the shoulder, "There is no grass at the end of the world, why bother to love a branch of grass." Sister Han has no feelings for people like him, and since it doesn't make sense, don't put your mind into it. The days ahead are still long, and we should look forward. ”

Han Lang was silent, staring at the jade pendant in her hand in a daze, Fu Qingming realized it later, and hurriedly handed the jade pendant to her hand. "What he gave me is mine, Sister Han, if you like it, I'll give it to you."

Han Lang took it in his hand and looked back and forth, and finally returned it to Fu Qingming. "It's something he gave you, and you take it. Maybe you'll need it sometime. "Lie down, close your eyes to hide your emotions, and whisper." Your Royal Highness is getting brighter, let's sleep a little longer. ”

Fu Qingming leaned on her and lay down, tilted his head to look at her, sighed, and Fu Qingming's even breathing soon came from the room. But Han Lang had insomnia, and she hypnotized herself countless days and nights, but she was exceptionally awake tonight. Is it because of him, yes, because of his sudden appearance? The person she had been thinking about for countless days and nights came to her like this, but he didn't seem to recognize himself, and the patriarch also said that Han Bingluo had no experience after living for so many years. If there is a heart, who will devour a living person in order to continue his life. Everyone told herself not to be stupid, but even if she knew the truth, she still couldn't forget the big brother. The big brother she loves in her eyes...... Tears fell one by one, why didn't he find her just now, it must be because he covered his face that he didn't recognize it.

There was a hint of bitterness at the corner of her mouth, she must have been too young when she was separated, and now that she has grown up and changed a lot, he can't recognize it. There seems to be an obsession in my heart, comforting and admonishing myself over and over again, deceiving myself. The body seems to be out of his control, and the person has already arrived at the door. Standing by the door, he suddenly didn't know what to do, and his eyes were timid. In the end, she still followed her inner obsession, and the strange thing is that there seems to be a feeling between her and him. She knew which room he was, and the bright light reflected the people inside on the door. The hand stretched out and retracted, stretched out again and stayed in mid-air, not knocking down for a long time. Exhaled, decadently turned away. How could he remember himself, heh, he couldn't let go. After walking a few steps, a familiar voice suddenly came from inside, "Don't you come in, Lang Lang?" ”

The line of defense in Han Lang's heart has completely collapsed, joy, yes. He even remembered himself, and it was not his own wishful thinking. He hesitated, but he lost the strength under his feet, and watched the door open. The light from inside suddenly shone through, enveloping her in a gentle light. Quiet, as if the people inside were waiting for her to walk in personally, very patient, without the slightest hint of urging. But at this moment, Han Lang had a heel under his feet, and he couldn't move at all.

Han Bingluo's index finger was attached to his face, and the other four fingers supported his chin. The other hand tapped on the table, "Don't you want to see me?" With a wave of his sleeves, the door closed again, Han Lang's eyes widened, and even his language was lost in an instant. I don't know how to describe my embarrassment, I looked at the room with affection, and tears flowed down again. The little mouse hid in the shadows and watched her, not understanding what Han Lang was doing. The light in the room finally dimmed, and the door was gone. Han Lang staggered, and his body was finally able to move. The foot that had just stepped forward was retracted, and the calm words of the Holy Lord resounded in his mind. "Borrowing blood to survive, using women's blood as medicine. But the woman who exchanges blood has to be cultivated, and since she was a child, she has been raised with special medicine, and she can't notice any difference when she is young. But once they become adults, their special will be shown, and the most direct characteristic of girls and men is blood. After years of accumulation, their blood was no longer simply pure yin blood, based on their own lives, exhausting all their energy until the last moment to supply blood to that person. Yin and yang alternate, and blood changes quality. Even if the patriarch changed your fate at the beginning, it was only short-lived. Now that your appearance has betrayed you, others will only think that you are like this, but everyone who knows has seen the girl who was once as beautiful as a flower. Han Lang: I said this to tell you that your life is short, but there is a way to change, as the patriarch said. As for whether you want to or not, it's your own thoughts, no one can interfere, you only live once, as for how to live, others have saved you, I hope you understand our hearts. Over and over again in her mind, the figure of the Patriarch Holy Lord kept admonishing her, clenched her fists, and she returned to her room.

After all, it was tossing and turning, and I couldn't sleep all night. When I woke up the next day, it was already three poles in the sun. In order not to reveal his whereabouts, the little mouse hid under Bai Lian's neck in advance. Bai Lian sneezed, "I'll tell you little mouse, you hurry up and go down to the uncle, my master can't see you mice." He shook his head and tried to throw it down.

The little mouse grabbed its fur tightly, "Don't mind, big brother, my family is as clear as mine, let's accommodate each other......" sweet words, coercion and temptation, and finally when the little mouse said that if it didn't cooperate, it would dangle in front of Han Lang, and then blocked Bailian's big mouth.

"Boss Han Bingluo seems to have discovered the existence of the two of us." Lao Ba poked Dark One, and at this time, Han Bingluo happened to follow Fu Qingming's front and back feet out of the inn.

"I know." Dark One said flatly.

"You know?" Lao Ba's eyes widened, yes, he was worried again.

"The relationship between Han Bingluo and Han Lang is not ordinary, His Royal Highness only asked us to protect Miss Fu all the way, and we just need to report the past and don't have to interfere." The two of them hid in the shadows.

"But last night," his voice became smaller and smaller under the dark sharp eyes, and finally said aggrievedly, "Obviously, Han Bingluo is more interested in Miss Fu, and he doesn't let people talk about it." ”

"Your Highness's order protects Miss Fu." He was originally a little taller than Dark Eight, and his temperament was colder, and he looked at Dark Eight condescendingly with a look of contempt.

Dark Eight shrunk his neck and stared at Fu Qingming without blinking, "Protect Miss Fu." ”

"Meow~" The big white cat suddenly jumped down from Han Bingluo's arms and rushed straight to Bai Lian's neck. How could the white lotus let it succeed, and kicked it out with one kick, "Ahhhhhhhhh With a cry of pain, he fell into Han Bingluo's arms. His eyes dizzed, and Fu Qingming opened the curtain. patted Bai Lian, "Good boy." ”

The little mouse was even more excited, "Bai Lian from now on, you are my dear friend, woo woo last night I almost died in the hands of that stinky cat ...... little mouse" Let's go, Bai Lian was hurt by its noisy brain, and shook her head vigorously.

"Your Highness heard a suspicious voice?" Han Lang didn't even have the courage to say the word rat. The little mouse immediately silenced when he stared.

Qingming smiled and patted her hand, "It's just that Bai Lian kicked a poor big white cat, nothing." ”

"Oh," the big white cat, it's his. Looking back, Qingming shook it in front of her eyes again, "What, fascinated?" can see the flowers, she naturally doesn't know the careful thoughts in her heart. ”

"Oh, nothing." Turning his head weakly, he sat there obediently, no matter how Qingming looked at it, he felt very suspicious. But it can't be said anything, she was only eight years old when she separated from Han Bingluo at that time, what can a child be eight years old with, she didn't think about the love between men and women at all.

There is a lot of traffic outside, and compared with the prosperity of the capital, it is more full of "fireworks". Being in the noisy heart but extremely calm, closing his eyes and falling into an excellent realm. She is going back to that place, Fu Hanmo is still waiting for her, as for how to go back in style, let the Fu family stand in Kyoto, stand in the Baishi family, stand in the Fu family, and no one can provoke the existence. Qianfuan, huh...... Every place she walks, she leaves her breath behind and makes those little animals remember her like a brand.