Jiao Mengmeng never dared to think that Fu Zixuan would give her something, and it was her favorite bell. When she opened the box and saw a box of bells, she deliberately took a step back for fear of a hidden weapon coming out of the bell.

Fu Zixuan put down the teacup and looked at her, seeing that she was unmoved, he frowned, and asked coldly, "You don't like it?" ”

Jiao Mengmeng didn't dare to reach out to take it, she looked back at Fu Zixuan vigilantly, and said cautiously, "Why are you giving me this?" ”

For Fu Zixuan, it is absolutely impossible for him to send things for no reason. Therefore, Jiao Mengmeng felt that Fu Zixuan must have something.

Fu Zixuan sat there without moving his buttocks, he glanced at Jiao Mengmeng, his eyes were quite helpless. "There's no reason." Fu Zixuan didn't have any feelings, if he had to distinguish it, he could find impatience in his toneless tone.

Jiao Mengmeng pursed her lips, and she didn't dare to ask for it. How can anyone send something with this attitude. "I don't want it, you can keep it for yourself."

Jiao Mengmeng raised her foot to leave, and as soon as her hand touched the door frame, there was a "whoosh" sound, and a violent breath passed through her earlobe and shot straight to the door frame. Less than two centimeters from her palm was a butterfly knife.

Jiao Mengmeng stiffened and didn't dare to move, and a layer of sweat broke out on her back. Her hands began to tremble, and the soles of her feet were cold.

Fu Zixuan didn't give her a chance to react, and her tone suddenly became a lot colder. He shook out a sentence very strongly. "Take it, it's for you!"

Jiao Mengmeng was so frightened that she was about to cry, and her face was full of grievances. Fu Zixuan's anger was still spreading, Jiao Mengmeng didn't dare to continue to challenge his bottom line, and obediently took the box and bowed his head, "Thank you." Then leave.

Jiao Mengmeng returned to the inn, Ye Ying was reading a book on the bed, and saw her walking in with a worried expression with a box, she was stunned for a while, quite curious, "What are you holding?" ”

Jiao Mengmeng heard Ye Yi's voice, and the broken nerves were connected at once. She looked at Ye Ying and cried out with a "wow" all the way, "Fu Zixuan is terrible!" ”

Ye Ying got out of bed and patted Jiao Mengmeng on the shoulder, and said seriously, "It's okay, it's all over." ”

Ye Ying didn't ask much about what Fu Zixuan did to Jiao Mengmeng, he was afraid that he would arouse Jiao Mengmeng's sadness. He just kept his previous curiosity, "What are you in here?" ”

Jiao Mengmeng was crying sadly and didn't hear him ask, so Ye Ying simply took it to see it herself. A box of assorted bell jewelry. Ye Ying was in a trance for a moment, if this was sold, it would definitely be worth a lot of money!

"This is what the Yama gave you?"

Jiao Mengmeng collected her tears, nodded pitifully, and did not see a trace of happiness in her expression.

Ye Ying remembered that Jiao Mengmeng liked bells the most, so why did Yan Luo make people cry when he did what he liked? Ye Ying glanced at Jiao Mengmeng, didn't say anything, only said two words, "It's good." ”

Jiao Mengmeng didn't sleep all night, and scolded the eighteenth generation of Fu Zixuan's ancestors. As for the bell, Jiao Mengmeng finally threw it reluctantly and sealed it.

Later, Jiao Mengmeng never went to the General's Mansion again. Whether Fu Zixuan is dead or alive Jiao Mengmeng doesn't care anymore.

It's just that Jiao Mengmeng forgot that there is a saying in the human world that there is no free lunch in the world.

The sun was shining on this day, and the flowers were fragrant. Jiao Mengmeng went out shopping, bouncing all the way. Who knew that as soon as he turned an alley, a butterfly knife was suddenly inserted at his feet.

Jiao Mengmeng was shocked, and suddenly looked up to see that Fu Zixuan was standing on the eaves of someone's house and playing with the butterfly knife.

Jiao Mengmeng twisted her eyebrows, "Fu Zixuan, you are sick!" "Throwing a hidden weapon in the blue sky and daytime, wouldn't it be useless if you accidentally stepped on it!

Fu Zixuan flew down from the eaves and stood still in front of her, his cold face was still the same, "This is your attitude towards your life-saving benefactor?" ”

Jiao Mengmeng saw the four big characters of the life-saving benefactor turn into a mountain and fall from the sky, pressing on him, making it difficult for her to even breathe.

Jiao Mengmeng coughed, and her fiery eyes wilted under Fu Zixuan's arrogance.

"General Fu, do you have anything to do?"

Fu Zixuan snorted coldly, and there was still a little irony in his eyes.

Jiao Mengmeng's eyes rolled around and around, smiling at him on the surface, but slandering him in his heart.

Hmph, if it weren't for the fact that you are my savior, the old lady would ignore you!

"Promise me one thing."

Jiao Mengmeng was careless, not agreeing, just giving him a chance to talk about it.

"What's the matter?"

"Stay away from Fu Zihao!"

This was the first time she heard Fu Zihao's three words from Fu Zixuan's mouth. She was used to hearing Fu Zixuan's indifferent words, but now that he said the words Fu Zihao, she felt very different.

He said those three words with murderous air.

Jiao Mengmeng was in a trance for a moment. She thought of her great cause, and looked at Fu Zixuan's cold face, she felt that it was a question whether she could complete it alive.

"Why?"

Jiao Mengmeng felt that she must have made a mistake, and she dared to disobey Fu Zixuan at this time.

Fu Zixuan's eyes shot out a cold light, sharp and ruthless.

Jiao Mengmeng was so hard that she couldn't stand still. She felt she should beg for mercy. She still wants to go back to see her parents!

Just before she could speak, Fu Zixuan said quite toughly, "You accepted the king's things and refused to be the king, do you know what will happen?" ”

Fu Zixuan pinched Jiao Mengmeng's chin and let her look directly at her. Save her from always thinking about something else.

Jiao Mengmeng was stunned for a moment, and realized that he was talking about the box of bells. The temper tantrum came up again, "That's what you forced me to take, I didn't want it at all." ”

Fu Zixuan's hand was forced, "But you still took it, didn't you?" ”

Jiao Mengmeng twisted her eyebrows, "Fu Zixuan, you ruffian and hooligan bastard!" ”

Fu Zixuan let go of his hand so that Jiao Mengmeng wouldn't bite him. Then he turned to leave, but remembered something, paused and didn't look at her, and ordered in a cold voice, "Don't be outside in the future, go home!" ”

Jiao Mengmeng wanted to say something again, but Fu Zixuan didn't give her a chance. "That's the third thing I've asked you to do."