After speculating on such a possibility, Linghua explained to An Huai and left in a hurry. They bought some things on the street and went back to the Chun Nuan Pavilion.

"Shall we set off to find Bihu now?" Henggu put some of the fruit cakes he bought into his baggage, and looked at Linghua who was packing his luggage, "I haven't eaten the fruit cakes you made for a long time, and the ones sold outside are not as sweet as those you make."

Linghua saw his hidden coquettishness, smiled and went to the kitchen to get some sugar to sprinkle on the fruit cake: "It's sweet now."

"Huh? What?" Heng Gu tugged at her sleeve and shook Linghua's arm leisurely, "If you're not in a hurry today, can you do it for me?" We've been tired for so long, so we need to rest."

Linghua was about to refuse, but Henggu seemed to know what she was going to say, and his head was already leaning over like a reliant. His lips were close to his ear, and his voice was gentle and hot: "Just one night, let's forget our troubles, and talk about our worries tomorrow, okay?"

Linghua's heart seemed to melt, the young man in her arms was still immature, white and tender, and with a sense of maturity that had experienced the world, this contradictory and harmonious feeling mixed together, making her heart throb even more. She found that she cared more and more about Henggu's feelings, and it became more and more difficult to overcome him.

"It's okay, it's getting late, let's leave early tomorrow morning." She couldn't help biting Henggu's ear, "If you want to eat my fruit cakes, you have to come and work as a small worker."

Heng Gu was overjoyed, and immediately raised his head and kissed Linghua's cheek: "Great! I'll do whatever you tell me to do!"

An hour later, Henggu took down the hot cage drawer from the stove, carefully lifted the lid, and a drawer of crystal clear fruit cakes came into view.

His eyes lit up with hunger, and he couldn't wait to grab it with his hands, but he was so hot that he gasped. Linghua slapped off his paws, gently poured the sugar grains on the fruit cake, took out a piece and blew it and then brought it to his mouth: "Is it delicious to taste?"

Henggu took a bite, between his teeth was the sweetness of the fruit cake and the aroma of Linghua's fingers, he suddenly felt refreshed, and took a bite of her hand, with an involuntary smile on his lips: "I want you to feed me like this in the future."

Linghua stuffed the rest of the bread into his mouth: "Don't get an inch."

Henggu was not lightly burned, but he still inhaled and ate it, he tore his lower lip open and leaned in front of Linghua, and said with a look of grievance: "I'm hot, it hurts, you can help me blow it."

"What's wrong with you?" Linghua flicked his index finger at his lower lip, "Why are you so cheating?"

He was not in a hurry, he put Linghua's hand on his heart, and his eyes flashed with sincerity: "Because I want to ......."

In Linghua's palm was the young man's violent heartbeat, and in front of him was a pair of eager eyes. She suddenly realized that Henggu was no longer a child who could be coaxed before, but a man with mature thoughts.

In an instant, he wanted to withdraw his hand, but was pressed harder by Henggu. His face flushed, licked his lips and stammered, "I, I want to...... Is that okay?"

He thought?

Heng Gu is also a hundred-year-old demon now, although he is still young, but he is also at the time when the blood qi is just young, such a performance, is it because he wants to ......

Linghua's face also turned red, her relationship with Henggu has not gone further because of various things, is she in a hurry now? If he said no at this moment, would it hurt his heart too much?

Linghua had to think of an excuse: "I have to rush tomorrow, so I shouldn't work too hard tonight...... Still, let's talk about it later."

Henggu seemed to be very puzzled: "? It's not a lot of work at all, it's all trivia to me. I'm just afraid you're tired."

"What do you mean?" Linghua revisited him and asked, "When did you have experience with this?"

Henggu sneered, "I'm afraid that the burden is too heavy, and I want to eat all the fruit cakes you make, so why do I need experience?"

Linghua's eyes widened in surprise, and he already understood and pinched his face: "You did it on purpose?"

"Who knew you didn't think so." Heng Gu's shoulders shook with laughter, and he deliberately pressed against Linghua's cheek and whispered, "What does this matter mean?"

Linghua turned and left, "I don't know!

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Henggu chased after her proudly, "I seem to understand, why don't we try it tonight?"

Linghua had already returned to his room and closed the door with a bang: "Sleep your own tonight, don't talk to me."

Heng Gu smiled brightly, and sat down cross-legged at the door of Linghua: "Then I will stay at the door, when you forgive me, I will go in again."

Linghua's angry voice came from the room: "You really learned badly!"

In the blink of an eye, Heng Gu came out of his room, he almost didn't sleep all night, just waiting for Linghua to talk to him.

Just as he was about to knock on the door, Linghua walked out, as if nothing had happened yesterday, and said to him, "Let's set off today, I thought about it last night, I should go to Yang Xichi first to ask for clarity before making the next step."

Henggu pouted in disappointment: "Okay, then let's go to Anxian."

Linghua couldn't bear to see his appearance, so he took the burden and put it around his arm: "Let's go."

Heng Gu looked down at the slender hand, his heart was sweet, he raised his palm to activate his spiritual power, and disappeared in the Spring Warm Pavilion with her in an instant.

An County, Jin Family.

Came to a familiar place again, and entered the Golden Mansion again for the same reason.

When he re-entered the mansion, Jin Qifeng was still interested in Linghua, and she also took this opportunity to bring up the matter of visiting Miss Jin.

"I heard that Miss Jin is sick in bed, and the little girl is also worried, I wonder if Jin Gongzi can let the little girl visit the patient to relieve her worries?" Linghua said that the pear blossoms brought rain, and Henggu had goosebumps when he heard it like last time.

Jin Qifeng said with a sad face: "My sister's health has become worse and worse in recent days, and now she is seriously ill in bed, thanks to Yang Daochang, she has been able to live safely to this day."

Linghua pretended to be surprised: "Is it that Yang Xichi Dao Chief?" I heard that he is proficient in slaying demons and demons, and he is a capable person. With him in charge, there may be a turnaround."

She knew the outcome of the matter, and she didn't want to give Jin Qifeng a huge blow, and she had a glimmer of hope to have the courage to live until tomorrow. And what encourages her courage at this moment is to change the time that goes backwards and gather the mirror of the heart.

Thinking about her, he asked, "I wonder if Jin Gongzi can introduce me?" My cousin at home is overly frightened and often talks to the air, and I would like to ask Yang Daochang for some advice."

Jin Qifeng saw that Linghua's words were sincere, and he was embarrassed to refuse, so he took them to Miss Jin's boudoir: "Daoist Yang is doing the law to his sister, and when Daoist Chang comes out in a while, I will tell the girl about the girl."

After a short wait, the door opened. Linghua saw that Yang Xichi had explained a few words to the maidservant Ah Li, so he went out of the house with a woman in a beautiful dress.

The two looked at each other, and this woman turned out to be Xie Qianyun. They exchanged

Jin Qifeng hurriedly stepped forward: "Thank you, Daoist, how is the situation in Qiyuan?"

Yang Xichi was about to answer, when he saw the Linghua and Heng Gu beside Jin Qifeng, his eyes froze, and he immediately said with his face as usual: "There is no major problem now."

Jin Qifeng put his mind at ease, and introduced Linghua: "This is Miss Zhang, a friend of the Despicable Mansion, who has heard of Daoist Yang's reputation for a long time, and also wants to ask Daoist to save Miss Zhang's cousin."

Linghua stepped forward: "Daoist Yang, can you take a step to speak?"

Yang Xichi's eyes showed doubts and panic that he tried his best to control, but his expression remained unchanged, and he said politely, "Please."

The two walked to a pavilion and sat down, Linghua saw that there was a tea set on the table, and the back of his hand touched the warm water in the pot, so he poured him a cup of tea familiarly.

"Daoist Yang seemed a little surprised to see me." Linghua put down the teapot, "Could it be that I've seen it before?"

Yang Xichi held the teacup with his fingertips and said, "Poor Dao has never seen Miss Zhang. I don't know what the young lady is asking for help?"

Linghua raised his eyebrows lightly, and said blindly: "Don't hide it, my cousin Bihu is suffering from a vicious disease, and he often talks to the air, and he keeps saying that he wants time to go back, which makes me so worried."

Yang Xichi had an incredible look when he heard Bihu's name, he held the cup tightly, still pretending not to know and replied: "The method of going back in time cannot be trusted, Miss Zhang does not need to worry, it will get better after the poor road expels the evil spirits."

"Really?" Linghua silently looked at Yang Xichi's expression, "Then why did we all come back after Bihu died?"

Yang Xichi was shocked, the cup in his hand had been cracked, and the tea flowed from the gap to the table.

"Miss Linghua remember?" He asked, leaning forward despite the running water.

She nodded.

Yang Xichi was speechless for a long time, and his eyes showed a light of hope: "Do you remember Henggu Xiaoyou too?"

Linghua nodded again.

"Great...... statue-like calm face finally showed a different look, Yang Xichi seemed to relax a lot, "Finally ......"

"So Daoist Yang, what the hell is going on? Why can Bihu turn back time, and why do I have memories of Henggu before going backwards?" Linghua looked at Yang Xichi with burning eyes, "Why do you remember everything again?"

Yang Xichi stood up and handed Linghua the familiar transmission note: "This is not a place to discuss, we will discuss it at the Xianlai Inn tonight."

And Linghua didn't want to have anything to do with Sun Lianran and the others, so he stayed in the Xianlai Inn in advance.

The two sat at the table silently, Heng Gu quietly watched Linghua put together half of the heart mirror and looked depressed for a long time, and finally couldn't help but speak: "The residual mirror is on Miss Jin, when will we collect it?"

Linghua separated the remnants of the mirror and received it in the wooden box: "Don't worry, we already know the location of all the fragments of the remnants, and we can collect them in a short time."

She put the wooden box in her baggage: "Now I'm worried about Bihu's affairs, if she is indirectly killed by Cheng Hengchuan again, do we have to come back and experience it again?"

As he was talking, the transmission note lit up, Linghua took it out and opened it, it was Yang Xichi who had arrived in the third room of Tianzi, and the two got up and went to his room.

"After asking Yang Laodao, everything will be clear." Heng Gu whispered to Linghua, and after that, he pushed open Yang Xichi's door.