"Miss, you only have seven seconds to remember, and after seven seconds you forget, so you never ask about what happened before." Xiaotong seemed to be sad.

When she was six years old, she danced in the courtyard as usual, fainted on the lawn at some point, and was in a coma for seven consecutive days. Not only that, but the dantian was damaged, and he was known as a genius with cultivation talent since he was a child, and he couldn't cultivate.

From heaven to hell at once.

Since then, the palace has also undergone earth-shaking changes, Princess Xuan can't accept that her baby daughter has become like this, she washes her face with tears every day, depressed, the princess's feelings for the princess are gone, and she will not come to the princess's courtyard for a year.

The concubines who were not favored before were uneasy, and even the people in the house saw the wind and rudder, and all kinds of turmoil continued.

It turns out that this small body has changed from a genius to a waste material, no wonder there is no memory after the age of six.

"I'm all right now, don't worry." Yue Xichen's expression was slightly close.

Seven seconds of memory, fish? Paralyzed legs? Damaged dantian? Scrap wood? Yue Xichen looked outside, a trace of coldness flashed in her eyes.

In modern times, she is the heir to the family business, and has experienced several years of high-intensity training and training, although she yearns for freedom and breaks away from the family, but the high-pressure past is indeed deep-rooted, and it is a seven-stage sanda.

The so-called plan is in the people, and the people will win the day!

Xiao Tong was secretly happy: "Miss, that's great, I'm going to prepare what I need for the evening now." He bowed to Yue Xichen and walked towards the door.

Yue Xichen nodded slightly.

The night was dark and the wind was high, and the moonlight sprinkled the land.

Yue Xichen was wearing a black power suit and leaned against the door with her hands crossed, her body was not completely well, she was not sure if she could hold up tonight, and there was an urge to beat people in her heart.

Xiao Tong, who came over from the outside, looked at the slim Yue Xichen in front of her, her legs were fine, they were really all right, her face was full of surprise, Xiao Tong seemed to think of something again, and frowned: "Miss, your body has not fully recovered, can it really be?" ”

Yue Xichen pursed her lips and smiled lightly: "Don't worry, I'm fine, besides, isn't there still you here?" "Xiao Tong is also a first-level cultivator.

In this way, two black figures quietly appeared in Yue Suqi's Sumei courtyard, and the single attic in front of it was Yue Suqi's room.

The room was brightly lit, and the people inside seemed to be talking about something.

"There hasn't been any movement for five days, and that scrap wood should be dead."

"Fourth sister, you don't have to worry about this time, you can marry His Royal Highness the Crown Prince with peace of mind."

"Yes, this time it's really thanks to the good idea you came up with, after I get married to the prince, I'll also point you to a good marriage."

"No, no, as long as the fourth sister is good, I will naturally be fine."

It seems that the person chatting with Yue Suqi inside is Yue Mengyu, which saves Yue Xichen trouble, and there is no need to go to Mengxin Courtyard to find Yue Mengyu.

Yue Xichen learned from their conversation that Xiao Xichen has been living in dire straits, which has nothing to do with her, and there is no turmoil in her heart, but after listening to it, as if she had experienced it herself, she couldn't help clenching her fists, and Xiao Tong on the side also frowned.

Xiaotong took out the incense prepared in advance, lit it and gently inserted it into the gap in the window.

"Third sister, why is my head a little dizzy."

"Fourth sister, I'm also ......."

After a while, there was no sound coming from inside.

The two black shadows gently pushed the door and walked in quickly, and when they saw Yue Suqi and Yue Mengyu falling on the table, the corners of Yue Xichen's mouth hooked up a sneer: "Xiaotong, put them in a bag." ”

"Good!" Xiaotong walked over and tied Yue Suqi and Yue Mengyu in bags.

Seeing this, Yue Xichen snapped her fingers at Xiao Tong, signaling that Xiao Tong could start.

Bang bang bang bang......

The two black shadows raised the wooden sticks in their hands and kept hitting Yue Suqi and Yue Mengyu in the bag.

The two of them fought back and forth with no less than a hundred sticks, which was nothing for cultivators, but it was good to let them suffer a little flesh injury first. And for those of them who take face very seriously, they will not make a big deal out of it, they can only knock out their teeth and swallow blood, and bear it secretly.

The unknown secret guard who followed Yue Xichen all the way, seeing this, also twitched the corners of his mouth, and Yue Xichen, who was injured on his body, could still have this movement. However, when they found that someone had entered Sumei Courtyard, the secret guard who couldn't help but think about it threw a few stones into Yue Suqi's room to remind them that someone was coming.

After a hundred sticks, Yue Xichen's body was obviously a little unbearable, staggering and a little unsteady on his feet, and suddenly heard the sound of stones, and immediately said to Xiaotong beside him: "Go, someone is coming." She didn't notice anyone following her.

"Yes, miss." Xiaotong got Yue Xichen's instructions and quickly cleaned up the scene.

With Xiao Tong's support, Yue Xichen quickly disappeared in Sumei Courtyard.

In the same garden, the brocade-robed man stood with his hands in his hands, and the secret guard who followed Yue Xichen stepped forward and bowed: "Master, Lord Xi is fine, and he has returned safely." "Take a step back and disappear into the light.

Hearing this, the unstable heart of the brocade-robed man was finally settled.

Originally, when she woke up, I was going to see her, but I didn't expect her to be so 'busy' because of her injuries.

The brocade-robed man muttered in a low voice, "Xi'er, isn't it time for us to meet?" ”