It is normal for a young and depressed little beggar not to remember his name.

Xiao Qing looked at him for two seconds, and then said, "You don't remember, do you?" ”

The little beggar nodded vigorously.

For Xiao Qing, saving him was not because of his status as a little beggar, after all, he didn't need to pity and sympathize with a person who had nothing to do with him, but just because of Li Suoluo's whole reaction in the face of this little beggar.

Thinking of Li Suoluo's series of reactions just now, he still felt a little incredible.

Perhaps, this little beggar will help him in some things one day in the future.

Xiao Qing thought for a while, and said to the little beggar: "In the future, you will call Fu Yan." ”

The little beggar's eyes lit up, and his bright eyes stared at Xiao Qing like that, like a newborn baby.

Xiao Qing was accustomed to a power-soaked environment, but at this moment, in the eyes of a little beggar, he saw a hope that he had never seen before.

Unfortunately, he had to take advantage of such hope.

Xiao Qing turned his face away a little confused, and asked, "Do you still have a family?" ”

The little beggar shook his head in frustration.

"My parents died when I was seven years old, and I thought I wouldn't survive because of the plague in the village, but then I woke up and my parents were dead."

The little beggar recalled the past, and the tears in the corners of his eyes fell little by little.

Xiao Qing listened quietly, although there was a trace of emotional fluctuations, it was still too small a touch, and it didn't show half a point.

What kind of feelings can a person talk about with such an indifferent person?

Xiao Qing had long been accustomed to his indifferent and thin heart, so naturally he didn't feel anything unacceptable.

So much so that in the end, I began to get impatient when I listened to it, and I looked to the side with a sloppy look.

Until something soft poked him.

"Brother, what are you thinking?" The pitiful voice of the little beggar came into Xiao Qing's ears from the side.

Xiao Qing's attention returned in an instant.

At that second just now, he was actually distracted, could it be that the story of this little beggar is too ugly.

Xiao Qing came back to his senses and stopped thinking about anything else, saving the little beggar this time was not just because he pitied him, but for a purpose.

Xiao Qing looked at the little beggar and said, "Are you willing to listen to your brother, so that you don't have to starve and freeze anymore." ”

The little beggar nodded without hesitation, and a smile spread across his face.

It was the simplest smile for a child, simply because it was well fed and warm.

Xiao Qing didn't feel guilty about using a child.

"Then you come with me now." After Xiao Qing finished speaking, he stood up and walked in one direction along the alley, until he reached the end of the alley, where he could see the mansion of a large family when he poked his head out.

On the door plaque, there are two big characters, Qin Mansion.

The little beggar was at a loss and wanted to continue walking, but was pulled by Xiao Qing from behind.

Xiao Qing pulled him behind the wall of the alley, squatted down, and forced the little beggar to face him.

The little beggar was a little afraid, but turned his head obediently.

Xiao Qing then attached himself to the little beggar's ear and said a string of words, but the little beggar seemed a little at a loss the whole time.

But what is evident in his eyes is that he is full of firmness, like a person full of faith.

"What do you like? I can give you everything you want. Xiao Qing said lightly, and didn't feel that there was anything wrong with coaxing a child.

The little beggar was silent for a long time, and finally muttered, "I want money, I want a lot of money." ”

"Good ......" Xiao Qing responded with a smile, and the raised hand hung in the air, and finally slowly rested on the little beggar's shoulder.

"Remember? What's your name in the future? Xiao Qing asked again.

"Fu Yan......" replied the little beggar, and there was hope in his eyes that he had never felt before.

"Then you go over, my brother is watching you here." Xiao Qing pointed outside, the palatial mansion, the Qin Mansion, and said to Fu Yan.

Fu Yan nodded, dragged a poor beggar's tattered clothes, and walked there.

Xiao Qing was still hiding in the dark, he looked up at the sun, this time was just right.

Everything, as he had speculated, went in an orderly manner.

Three days later.

Inside the Hall of Sparse Shadows.

Li Suo Luo had just returned from the Boryeong Hall in Anyi.

In the past few days, she has basically gone to Baoning Hall every day, but every time she can't see Feng Wuye, she asked An Yi, only to know that Feng Wuye has not been in court for several days, and she no longer teaches the little emperor.

But I don't know why.

Li Suluo also couldn't figure it out, but her identity couldn't directly deal with Feng Wuye, and for her, it could be regarded as a problem.

As soon as she walked into the Shuying Palace, she happened to meet Fang Hong, and Fang Hong went in and out directly over the wall.

When Fang Hong saw Li Suoluo, she didn't speak, but followed her silently, Li Suoluo knew that he should have something to hand over to Li Suoluo.

Mother Du still wanted to come forward to greet her warmly, but was glared back by Li Suoluo.

Don't you see what else I'm doing now?

Since Mama Du has eaten cold noodles many times, she has gradually become much more interesting, unlike before, annoying Li Suoluo every day.

Of course, there is still Xiaolian's mediation credit.

If it weren't for the fact that Mother Du was sent by Xiao Qing, maybe Li Suoluo would have thrown her out a long time ago.

Li Suluo walked into the room, sat down in front of the desk, and raised his head to look at Fang Hong.

Fang Hong immediately took out a letter from her sleeve and handed it to Li Suoluo.

Li Suo Luo first looked at the strange letter suspiciously for two seconds before opening it.

The envelope did not say anything on it, and it looked like a simple letter, perhaps because the owner of the letter used Yasukuni's extremely expensive glue to avoid being seen by others.

Li Suo Luo smelled the smell of the glue, and a smile tugged at the corner of her mouth, at this time she had already guessed that the person who sent her the letter was Qu Nianyun, who she had only seen a few days ago.

It's just that Qu Nianyun doesn't know that the glue she uses can be seen at a glance what a noble identity the owner of the letter is, otherwise how could she afford it.

But fortunately, it was not looked at by others.

Li Soluo carefully checked the envelope, and it was intact, which meant that the envelope had not been opened.

She raised her head and gave Fang Hong an encouraging look, meaning, you did a good job.

Fang Hong lowered her head a little helplessly, slowly retreated, pointed outside, signaled that there were other things, and asked her to look at the contents of the envelope alone first.

These days, Li Suo Luo has also slowly gotten used to some of Fang Hong's body language, nodded, and began to tinker with the envelope in his hand again.

Why is it silent