Chapter 194: There was a graceful woman sitting next to her.

The Blue Hermit is a mysterious and tight-knit organization. They shoot and never lose.

Gu Hanshu and Wan Liang rescued Concubine Wei and immediately got into a flying car. It was pulled by two divine beasts and flew away in the air.

Gu Hanshu soon received a message from the six people. They caught up in a few moments.

Protect the concubine and return to the Scar Villa as quickly as possible.

The most elite troops were mobilized along the way to ensure the success of the operation.

The concubine remembered Gu Hanshu.

"Gu Hanji, thank you for saving me." The concubine's pure eyes are rebellious, and her eyebrows are crooked when she smiles, like a child who has never been in the world.

"Concubine, you have suffered." Gu Hanshu was sitting in a precarious position, he was on a mission now, and he didn't dare to be too excited, and his clear eyes made Gu Hanshu feel a little sad inexplicably.

But his heart was really excited, he had too many questions, about why she married the National Teacher, why she appeared in Fengyue Sect, and married Qingru, why did the concubine have no memory? Why did Luo Chengcheng pit her in Fengyue Sect and Qingru together?

These questions are all secrets until Fei Wei fully recovers her memory.

Wan Li has always known the strange foursome, and the relationship is very good. He just sat silently next to him, unconsciously shrinking his left hand. The severed finger always reminded him of the life-saving grace of the concubine back then. He swore that in this life, he would protect her from afar.

"Hanzu, where are you sending me?" Concubine Yi couldn't help but ask.

"Scar Lodge." Gu Hanshu replied quickly.

According to the rules, they are not allowed to recognize the concubine and communicate with her.

The concubine has a special identity, and she is also a green hermit.

Even so, the six people waited around with serious expressions, and their eyes were fierce to signal Gu Hanshu not to say much.

They are the true masters of Fallen Scars.

After Gu Hanshu and Wan Liang said a few words, they covered their headscarves and concentrated on their guard.

Qingtaru, a demon, may be intercepted along the way.

Gu Hanshu's mind was up and down, the mysterious person who reported the news was very powerful. Who exactly?

Finally back to Lodge.

In that large peony garden, the peonies were gone, and a large number of colorful flowers were transplanted. The octagonal pavilion in the garden is still antique, and a small table of eight immortals is placed. On the table is a white jade porcelain tea set.

Next to her sat a handsome woman.

She is plump and gorgeous, like a blooming peony. Delicate and glamorous, the hatred of seeing it can't be folded into your hands.

The memories of the concubine were scattered, and she whispered to Ai Ai: "Zhu Yu?"

The woman smiled brightly: "Concubine is rebellious, good memory, in such a situation, I still remember the lord of this county."

Princess?

The concubine didn't remember.

"Concubine Rebellion, you were originally a talented woman, but unfortunately you have been teased repeatedly and your memories have been washed away." Zhu Yu pulled the concubine to sit down and poured her a cup of tea.

"My memories have been washed away again and again?" As soon as the concubine's lips touched the teacup, she was shocked. The feeling of being at the mercy of others made the concubine hate it.

"Who was I? Who washed away my memories again? The concubine turned pale and muttered to herself. A wave of anger arose in his heart.

"You were originally a concubine." Zhu Yu smiled in a variety of ways. "What would you do if you knew who had washed away your memories?"

"Kill him!" The concubine did not hesitate at all.

"Very good, if you say this, the county lord will help you to the end." Dogwood slapped the table lightly and stood up excitedly.

"We're friends?" The concubine thinks that the person who helps her must be a very good friend.

"We knew each other when you were very young." The smile on Dogwood's face, if separated by a veil.

I bowed my head and hated myself.

Yun Lizhe, I want to make the concubine hate you for the rest of my life!