When Cao Zhijin regained consciousness, it was dark in front of him, and his body seemed to be embedded in the mud.

There were three or two men talking in my ears.

“…… Hit by a horse on the street! The old, docile voice sighed.

"What about the murderers?" The old, cold voice asked.

"In prison!" A young and cold voice replied.

Cao Zhijin struggled, and the black in front of him suddenly turned into a blazing white.

A cool hand covered her eyes.

"Huh...... You're awake! ”

It was like a sigh of relief.

"Hmm." Cao Zhijin nodded slightly, hesitated, raised his hand to cover the back of his hand, and only felt his hand tremble slightly.

"You ......"

He withdrew his hand and looked at Cao Zhijin in a daze.

Cao Zhijin swallowed back the words of inquiry and tilted his head to look at him.

He is thin but strong and powerful, with a hard face, sharp edges and corners, and a pair of cold and resolute eyes that give people a feeling that they can be trusted, but they dare not approach easily.

The moment their eyes met, Cao Zhijin's heart was slight, she felt that her cheeks were a little hot, and she looked away unnaturally.

Chen Fansheng was not obvious on the surface, but his eyes flickered slightly.

At this moment, a kind-faced man stepped forward, and as soon as he spoke, Cao Zhijin could hear that it was the docile old voice.

"Girl, are you okay?"

This person's actual age is ten years younger than it sounds, and he has long black and silky hair that is rare for ordinary people, and he looks even younger.

Cao Zhijin guessed that he should only be in his forties.

She was only busy looking at him, not paying attention to his words, and subconsciously turned to Chen Fansheng.

Chen Fansheng received her gaze for help, and felt strange in his heart.

Even Cao Zhijin herself was shocked: she didn't know any of the people in the house, why did she believe him so much?

Chen Fansheng helped Cao Geng.

"Father-in-law, you and your father should go back first."

Cao Geng looked at him.

It can be seen how much this wise elder trusts the junior in front of him.

He nodded, turned and walked to the door.

Curled up at the door was a burly man, about the same age as Cao Geng, with a gloomy aura that made people shudder.

"Let's go, father-in-law." Cao Geng bent down to help him, but he dodged him.

He glanced back at Cao Zhijin by the door, and just this glance made her shudder, and her upper and lower front teeth made an incongruous "creak" sound.

Chen Fansheng gently pinched the back of her hand, and Cao Zhijin felt a little calmer.

Is this person her enemy?

This idea came to me, only to hear Chen Fansheng say to the angry man at the door: "Father, go back too, the brocade is fine."

When the words fell, I saw the man violently turn together, and his footsteps went away sonorously.

Cao Zhijin looked at Chen Fansheng incredulously.

Was that person worried about her just now? Can't you?

Chen Fansheng didn't look back at her doubts, looked down at Cao Zhijin and grabbed his hand with his backhand at some point.

Cao Zhijin only felt a burning heat in his palm, and withdrew like a hot hand.

Chen Fansheng didn't react much to this, he walked over and closed the door, and walked back to her.

He looked tall, leaning down to look down at him with a threatening aura.

"Who are you?"

Her heart trembled, and she panicked.

She, she doesn't know either.

Chen Fansheng didn't give her time to weave a lie, turned his head towards her cheek, gently probed her cheek with his hand, and quickly withdrew as if he had been burned by his hand.

Cao Zhijin didn't dare to move, waiting for the outcome of his trial.

Unexpectedly, he sat down beside her and took the initiative to hold her hands.

Asked her softly, "Brocade, what's wrong with you?"

Cao Zhijin moved his stiff neck a little and looked at him cautiously.

The man in front of him was good-looking, and there was a lofty air between his eyebrows, giving people a sense of greatness, but he was so stingy with his control of his gentle feelings.

At this moment, although he treated her with this kind of tenderness that was almost invisible to him, she still did not dare to make a mistake.

She wanted to make a sound several times, but she couldn't make a sound, and seeing the tenderness in his eyes getting thinner and thinner, she was anxious in her heart.

"Did you just scare you?" His palm patted lightly on the top of her head.

Cao Zhijin felt as if he had rested a dagger on top of her head, which made people shudder.

She struggled to control herself and nodded.

"Don't be afraid, as long as you are a brocade, I will not hurt you." Chen Fansheng explained, "Just now I saw you behaving strangely, thinking that you were pretending to be someone else. ”

"It's like this......" he raised his hand to cover his cheeks and gestured, "There is a secret technique in the rivers and lakes, called the disguise technique, and it is said that as long as you use this disguise technique, you can easily transform into someone close to others. ”

The clumsy movements make you want to laugh. But when he made such a gesture, her heartstrings loosened a little and gradually became lively.

"You just ......," Cao Zhijin looked at him, probed his cheek, and gestured, "to see if I was pretending?" ”

"Hmm." Chen Fansheng looked at her intently and smiled, his eyes were as soft as water.

The ghost made the gods, and Cao Zhijin felt that his cheeks were gradually becoming hot.

She looked away from him in a panic, hoping he didn't see it.

"You rest for a while, I'll go to the kitchen and serve you medicine."

I don't know if Chen Fansheng saw her embarrassment, so he got up and walked out of the house.

There is an ear room in the courtyard, which is the kitchen.

At this time, it was noon, the sun was hot and the earth was blazing white, the weeping willows outside the window did not move, and the sound of cicadas hidden in the dark came and went, still making people drowsy.

Cao Zhijin's mind was blank, like the scenery outside the window, which made people feel unrefreshed, but her heart was very calm, just like the scenery that summer should have been.

She was stunned for a moment, then looked around the room.

The room was neatly arranged with all kinds of daily necessities, all of which had slight signs of wear, except for a flower pillow embroidered with mandarin ducks behind her, which was not divided into two, and everything else was clearly distinguished.

It seems that she has only been here for a short time, and she does not have a good relationship with him.

Chen Fansheng came in from the door, Cao Zhijin retracted his floating gaze like a thief, his heart was beating wildly, he shouldn't have found out that he had lost his memory!

A smell of medicine suddenly gathered, and Cao Zhijin subconsciously wrinkled his nose.

Chen Fansheng comforted her and said, "Good medicine is bitter."

Cao Zhijin shook his head vigorously.

Chen Fansheng looked at her for a while, then poured the medicine out of the window and put the medicine bowl in the tray.

"If there's nothing wrong, it's okay not to take medicine!"

Cao Zhijin was quite surprised to see that he had so readily obeyed her wishes.

She thought he would persuade her again, at least one more.

"You rest, I'm out."

He was just about to withdraw when Cao Zhijin stopped him.

He moved quickly, and if she hadn't had planned to do so, she might not have had time to stop him.

"What's wrong?" Chen Fansheng looked at her and asked.

She lowered her head, and quickly raised her head, for fear that before she hesitated, he would drift away.

"I, can I know what's going on?" She pointed to her head.

There was a bruise on her head at the moment, and although she couldn't see it herself, she felt a distinct pain when she had just been smoked by the medicine and wrinkled her nose.

It turned out that she went to the market today to buy something and was hit by a carriage of a gentleman.