Staring at the person in front of him, Nine and a Half stared at all the organs on his face that could be enlarged in disbelief, as if he was experiencing a life-and-death change. In his memory, Qiao He was dead, and what happened in front of him now told him that Qiao He was alive and standing in front of him, breathing normally and smiling.

Aren't you dead? Aren't you dead in my arms? So who is it that is in front of me now?

Ignoring Jiuhan's surprise, Qiao He, who was standing in the room at the moment, glanced at Zhu Yan on the side, and then said to Jiuhan: "Mr. Jiuhan, please understand, there are some things for the husband...... It's also involuntarily. ”

Jiu Ban shook his head suddenly, as if he couldn't agree with Qiao He's words: "No...... No, it shouldn't be like this......"

"What's wrong?"

"Tell me first, is your name Qiao He?" seemed to get rid of the troubles in his mind, at this moment, the nine-and-a-half Lingtai really wanted to get a moment of clarity, so he stared at Qiao He and asked this sentence, but at the same time, his heart was extremely eager for the opposite answer, as if as long as Qiao He could say a "no" word, it would be a relief for him.

But most things in the world often backfire. Under the dead gaze of Jiuban's eyes, Qiao He walked to Zhu Yan's side and stood still, and then said: "My name is indeed Qiao He, but now I have changed my name to Zhu Qiao's family." ”

"Are you really his wife, how can you be his wife!" Hearing Qiao He's words, Jiu Ban jumped up from the bed and fell to the window, he just wanted to rush forward but was suddenly deflated at the last moment when Zhu Yan made a move. The man sat down by the window all of a sudden, staring at an ornament on Qiao He's head in a daze, and said blankly, "Yes...... You're already his wife, probably right. ”

Originally, Jiuhan was going to rush forward to confirm the identity of the woman in front of him, even if it was to fight Zhu Yan because of this. But at the last moment before he was about to make a move, and Zhu Yan was also about to make a move to block it, he saw the hairpin on Qiao He's head. Something else might not have caught his attention, but the hairpin wasn't anything else. In fact, the origin of Jiuban and Zhu Yan is due to the hairpin, if the original Jiuban did not pick up the hairpin and the owner of the hairpin was not found, I am afraid there will not be so many stories in the future, and the relationship between these two men may be simpler.

After all, the past cannot be traced, and the hairpin is quietly staying on Qiao He's head at the moment, as if a proof shows the relationship between her and Zhu Yan, which makes Jiu Ban very desperate.

Seeing Jiu Ban's somewhat radical reaction, Zhu Yan seemed to have noticed something, so he motioned Qiao He to sit down first with his eyes, and then asked Jiu Ban: "Jiu Ban, have you ever known Qiao He?"

"It's not just acquaintance, we ......" Jiuhan turned his eyes to look at Qiao He, but the other party was deeply confused and puzzled, which made Jiuhan's already cold heart even colder. He sighed heavily, as if in despair, and lowered his head deeply, unable to lift it.

What if you think about it, what if you don't remember it? People are now other people's wives, even if they recall the past, can they recognize themselves? Where is this? This is the capital of the country of the mocking wind, Shiwang City, this is the core of the Shiwang City, the Imperial City of the Mocking Wind. The more I think about it, the more chaotic my thoughts become, and the more chaotic I become, the more I think about it. He was very eager to let Qiao He recall his identity, but what would he do after recognizing him? Jiu Ban didn't know, and he didn't think about it anymore.

So he turned away from looking at Zhu Yan, his eyes jumped over the man, and then he stared at Qiao He who was sitting, and asked, "Qiao He, do you remember the country of the negative heirs?

"The country of the minus?" Qiao He looked at Zhu Yan suspiciously, then turned his eyes to Jiu Ban and said, "Is there still this country on the mainland?"

"There used to be one, but then it disappeared for some reason. Zhu Yan reminded softly in a voice on the side.

Ignoring Zhu Yan's words, Jiu Ban continued to ask: "What about Xiao Sang Village? Do you have any impression? Tan Yiju? Just the person who looks about the same as me but has a very long beard and hair?" As he spoke, Jiu Ban used his hands to draw his face and hair around, which made him look as if he was a gorilla in Zhu Yan's eyes.

But for everything he said, Qiao He said that he didn't know, didn't remember, and hadn't heard of it. The more you ask, the greater the disappointment. Gradually, as if he had lost his vitality, his head slowly drooped, and his whole body was wrapped with frustration.

"I seem to have some impression of what you said. Qiao He stopped talking, and Jiu Ban didn't speak anymore, but Zhu Yan's voice came. Hearing this, Jiu Ban struck a fierce spirit, and then seemed to be revived, looking at him with a little excitement. Knowing this doesn't help the facts, but it's as if knowing all of this confirms something.

In fact, not only Jiuhan was very concentrated, but even Qiao He on the side raised his ears slightly and listened carefully, so a strange picture appeared. In this strange moment, Zhu Yan's voice sounded, and he said:

"I did save Qiao He from a nearby location called Xiaoyin Village. That day, I was really depressed, so I randomly chose a place called Xiaoyin Village from the ancient map to relax. But I didn't expect that when I arrived there, I found that the whole village was empty, and I saw Qiao He dying in a position not far from the village, and Qiao He's injuries were already very serious at that time. ”

Speaking of this, Zhu Yan turned his head to look at Qiao He with a smile, his eyes were full of love: "At that time, her head was pierced by an arrow, but she still had a breath, and it took me three days and three nights to use spiritual magic to pull her life back from the ghost gate." ”

"That's when I decided to marry him, whether it was to repay the favor or for some other reason, I decided not to marry this person in this life. Before Zhu Yan's words were finished, Qiao He's voice picked up. If one were to look into the eyes of these two men at this time, they would see that they looked at each other with love and nothing else.

"But there is indeed one thing that happened in the process of me healing Qiao He," after a pause, Zhu Yan said again: "There is a spiritual energy flying out from the wound on her head, as if the spiritual energy is leaking out. So ......"

After Zhu Yan's words were finished, Jiu Ban did not pick it up immediately, and there was a moment of idleness and embarrassment in this room.

"So...... What shall I say?"

In the Mocking Wind Palace, I don't know how many floors of pavilions and courtyards I entered, Wei Xicheng and Jiuhan finally followed the prince Shijia to his bedroom. Pushing the maid and the guard, he took Jiuhan and Wei Xi to his study, in front of a huge bookcase.

To say that this mocking wind palace is really extraordinarily big. Not only is it extremely extensive, but some of the paths can't be remembered clearly even by Hachiyu and Wei Xicheng for a while. Walking into the prince's bedroom, Wei Xi and the eight feathers were even more stunned: they had never seen so many books, let alone a person with so many books, and they couldn't imagine that this person was actually a young man who had not yet reached the crown!

"Big sister, come here!" a call called Hachiyu back from his shock, and at this time, the prince had already stepped on the ladder and removed a scroll from the top of his huge bookcase with two walls, and was slowly crawling towards the bottom of the ladder. When Ba Yu walked to the side of the ladder, it happened to be the time when Shi Jia walked down the ladder. So immediately after, Shi Jia motioned to Wei Xicheng on the side to help him hold one end of the scroll and hold it high, and then as soon as he let go, the scroll was spread out.

As the scroll spread, a portrait of a man appeared in the field of vision of Hachiyu and Wei Xicheng. Although it is a portrait, this portrait still exudes an inexplicable coercion. Originally, Eight Feathers was curious, but when she looked at the portrait, she realized that the person depicted in this portrait was none other than a man wearing a dragon robe and a high crown, probably the monarch of the Land of the Mocking Wind or the former monarch. It's just that what Ba Yu didn't understand was that Shi Jia took the two of them into his dormitory and didn't say a word until now, what is this going to do?

Then something surprising happened, Shi Jia suddenly let go of his hand and knelt down towards Ba Yu, pleading in a slightly sad tone as he bowed, "Big sister, can you please save my father?"

At this time, the scroll completely fell into the hands of one of Wei Xicheng's people, and Wei Xicheng at this time was confused and at a loss.

Seeing Shi Jia's reflection, Ba Yu hurriedly squatted down and grabbed Shi Jia's body to help him up, and said while squatting: "Prince...... Bow down to the world, kneel down in the middle of the ground, kneel to your parents, there is gold under the man's knees, the prince must not do this!"

Unexpectedly, the master was unusually stubborn, and when he heard Bayu blindly persuading him to get up but did not express his position, he insisted on it, and said stubbornly while kneeling: "If my sister doesn't promise to save my father, I won't be able to kneel down and never get up again!"

Seeing Shi Jia's attitude, even Wei Xicheng was amazed by the firmness of his heart, but Bayu must not let a child kneel on the ground like this and ignore it, so while comforting him, he first pretended to agree to his request, and said, "Okay, you get up first...... My sister promised you, I promised you first, okay?"

"Okay! Thank you, sister!" Hearing Ba Yu say yes, Shi Jia almost jumped to his feet. He kissed Ba Yu's face in one bite, and stunned Wei Xicheng on the side. After all, even if he is a mocking prince, the child is still just a child after all.

Looking at Ba Yu's bewildered look, and then looking at Shi Jia's elated face, Wei Xicheng coughed a little and then began to roll up the scroll himself. He rolled and said to Shi Jia: "Don't worry, child, don't you tell us the story of your father first, otherwise how can we save him?"

As soon as he heard that there was a door, Shi Jia immediately stopped his restlessness. He moved two chairs while taking care of Wei Xicheng and Ba Yu to sit down, and then took the scroll from Wei Xicheng's hand, carefully put it away himself, and said: "Actually, my idea is very simple, you can help me resurrect my father." ”

"Your father?" Eight Feather asked, she felt that things were not so simple and then said: "You are the Mocking Wind Prince, isn't your father the current Mocking Wind Monarch, what is there to find?"

"No, it's not. Shi Jia shook his head and said in a deep voice: "He is not my father, my father has disappeared for many years and may even be dead, the current monarch is not my father, he is just my uncle." ”

Speaking of this, Shi Jia was a little sad. Hearing the news, Wei Xicheng and Bayu couldn't help but look at each other, as if they had heard some terrible story, and then Wei Xicheng swallowed and spat, and then continued to ask: "What about your father, who is he, what kind of person is he, how can we find him?"

When he said this, in fact, Wei Xicheng had already thought of several possibilities in his heart: Killing his brother and occupying his brother and sister-in-law? This seems to be the most common passage in the script, but since this Shi Jia said that he is still the prince of the mocking wind and he is not dead, then it proves that the current monarch of the mocking wind country does not have such a big grudge against him. So what if the first king died? It doesn't seem like it. The confusion in the feeling made Wei Xicheng couldn't help frowning, but he didn't even spread his brows.

"Actually, it's easy to say and hard to say, depending on how you understand it. Shi Jia grabbed the scroll and sat down in his seat behind the table, and said like a little adult: "My biological father mysteriously disappeared many years ago, and my uncle took over the royal power in order to prevent chaos in the imperial court. After all these years, even though some people have been saying that my father is dead, I still don't believe their claims and know that I met my big sister today. With that, Shi Jia put his face close to Ba Yu, and then he stared at Ba Yu with his watery eyes and said, "Sister, I saw that you have the legendary secret technique of turning stones into gold, now can you help me resurrect my father?"

Will you be able to resurrect my father? Although it is the possession of the magic pen, after all, the magic pen is not omnipotent, whether the magic pen can draw living things, even the mysterious person who once gave the eight feather magic pen did not say clearly. But according to Hachiha's own inferences and practical proofs over the years, it is very difficult for this pen to draw a living creature, let alone resurrect a person who does not know whether to live or die.

But in fact, does Ba Yu want to tell this kid in front of him about all this? Looking at his master who was staring at him with big eyes, Ba Yu couldn't talk about this after all. In fact, although there is the idea of deceiving Shi Jia to use his strength to find Jiuhan, but there is a little thing to do with the shareholders, Bayu is really unwilling to destroy the only remaining illusions in the young man's heart. Anyway, I'm afraid I won't paint the so-called father for him in the end, so what's the matter?

After listening to Shi Jia's words and thinking for a long time, Ba Yu finally squatted down and said to Shi Jia earnestly: "I want to ...... I can try, even though I've never done it before. But doing this is different from ordinary turning stones into gold, it takes a lot of copying and experimentation, otherwise you won't want to draw your dad badly, right?"

"En, okay!" After hearing that Ba Yu had agreed to his request, but that there were some time needs that needed to be broad, Shi Jia jumped up almost all of a sudden, and couldn't hide his excitement. But then she made another request to the child: "We may need to stay with you temporarily in the near future to try, don't you tell the others that it's okay?"

Shi Jia did not answer her question directly, but quietly made a "silence" gesture with his right hand on his lips, and then ran away happily.

Looking at Shi Jia's back, Eight Feathers and Nine Half looked at the things in their hearts again, not knowing whether to cry or laugh.

Avoiding Shi Jia, Bayu and Wei Xi took the air to transmit the voice, and exchanged opinions in a low voice.

"Are you sure you want to help him resurrect his father?"

"Yes. ”

"You're not kidding, Hachiyu, let's not say that you don't know anything about his father, even if you do?"

"Not well, don't you think there's something wrong with that portrait?"

"Did you just show us the portrait, what's the problem?"

"That face doesn't look like nine-and-a-half?"

"Nine-and-a-half? It's a bit ...... for you to say that."

"Yes, that's why I felt the need to get involved. If it's really nine and a half, then it might be really interesting. ”

"What about that child, what if you can't find his father?"

"What should I do? This little prince is in his best adolescence, do you intend to use this to erase all his illusions?"

Thinking of this, she sighed softly.