The Zen courtyard of Daxiangguo Temple is surrounded by tall trees and shade.

The inner room was dimly lit, and the tung oil lamp emitted a warm yellow light, reflecting Fu Jiuqu's deep dark eyes......

and, reflected in the bitterness of his eyes. A pale face like a piece of paper, with a thin and slender body, sat in a chair in the tearoom with a slightly uneasy expression, lips pursed, and did not look up, as if thinking about something......

"Ayima, is it?" Fu Jiuqu slowly lowered his head, staring at this pretty little face, the corners of his lips hooked a touch of sarcasm, and his voice was lowered, "This name is good, you came up with it yourself, or that Gao Minglou?" ”

Xin Yi's heart moved and he breathed a sigh of relief.

He recognized her.

In this way, she can be spared many explanations.

"What? Still refuse to recognize each other? Fu Jiuqu coldly sneered, blocking Xin Yi's joy in his mouth for a moment.

Fu Jiuqu was angry.

He thought he was back in Bianjing but refused to recognize him?

Xin Yi looked at the cold eyes of the King of Guangling County in the flickering oil lamp, frowned slightly, and revealed a complicated look at the bottom of his eyes.

She thought of the man lying on the bed that looked like a bio pod.

"Have you ever doubted that everything you've been through may not be true?"

Xin Yi's soft voice was full of temptation and pity, and it fell into Fu Jiuqu's ears coldly, making him stunned for a moment, and he was a little unable to answer.

Before Ra Xin Yi entered the inner room, Fu Jiuqu thought about many questions about her, and there were countless "whys" waiting for her to answer, in order to calm the anger caused by her not believing in her life and refusing to recognize her in Bianjing......

However, before he could open his mouth to question, he let Xin Yi grasp the opportunity.

And asked such an outrageous question.

"Of course." Fu Jiuqu raised his eyes slightly, raised his eyebrows slightly, and sneered.

"You told me, it's just a game set in the Great Song Dynasty, I'm not a real person, it's just ...... Your fictitious data. ”

Xin Yi was stunned.

Those statements about "data", she thought it might be difficult for the ancients to understand, and did not explain it carefully, but just said it casually, Fu Jiuqu did not find the root cause, although there were two people in a desperate situation at the beginning, and there was not so much time to ask about it, but Xin Yi speculated more that it was difficult to understand modern science with the experience of Fu Jiuqu, an ancient, and then he was not interested......

She didn't expect that Fu Jiuqu not only listened to it and remembered it, but also looked at that calm appearance, and completely understood all this......

"That's why you don't know each other?" Fu Jiuqu suddenly stared at her coldly, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a cool smile, "Or do you want to change your mission goal with me and now you want to change your goal and continue your game mission?" Who are you targeting this time? Gao Ming Building? ”

Xin Yi's eyes were slightly raised, and he suddenly smiled.

Saying so many sour words, are you jealous?

Xin Yi looked at the anger emanating from the king of Guangling County, and did not expose his inner thoughts.

Time is precious, and it is rare to have a wedding dress made by the eldest princess, so that they can have a chance to be alone, and she doesn't want to waste it.

"Fu Jiuqu ......"

Xin Yi called him by his first name to tell him that he was back and to say hello in a familiar way.

Unexpectedly, Fu Jiuqu's dissatisfaction was aroused.

"It's called Brother Nine."

The corners of Xin Yi's lips twitched, and he suddenly realized that this guy was sometimes a childish ghost.

"Brother Jiu." Xin Yi looked at him firmly in his oppressive gaze, his voice was low and slow, and every word was spoken very clearly.

"You're data, but you're not someone who doesn't exist, you're actually ...... The most present person. In other words, your Buddha-figure is the master of the whole world. All of this is by your own divine hand......"

Dominate?

A hand of God?

If Fu Jiuqu hadn't heard Xin Yi's rhetoric in the jungles of southern Xinjiang, he was afraid that he would be laughed at by her on the spot.

"I look idle?"

Xin Yi was stunned for a moment, seeing that he made it clear that he didn't want to believe this absurd story, he subconsciously wanted to explain it in a hurry, but the next moment, he was grabbed by Fu Jiuqu's shoulder.

He looked at him coldly, "Eleven, don't bother to find a reason. This time, no matter how fanciful you say, don't try to run away from me again—"

Fu Jiuqu gritted his teeth, and at the end of his words, he was a little indignant, or aggrieved.

"Even if you are a little vixen who can change and change, I will hold you tightly in my hands......"

Xinyi: ......

According to normal logic, since her spirit body can return to the real world, then it must be her physical death in this world, which caused the spirit body to leave.

Then, Fu Jiuqu either witnessed her death, or had already learned of her death. In the past few days since I returned to Bianjing, what I saw and heard from other people's mouths and eyes also confirmed Xin Yi's thoughts.

Therefore, they will regard her as a person who looks similar to Zhang Xiaoniang, not Zhang Xiaoniang herself......

Only Fu Jiuqu recognized her, but he probably didn't dare to assert it, and he didn't dare to be completely sure, so he said such a thing as a fox spirit......

Perhaps, there is still a bit of temptation.

Although Xin Yi didn't understand how Gao Minglou rescued her back, she gritted her teeth and declared sovereignty to Fu Jiuqu, and she actually felt inexplicably heartwarming, and couldn't help laughing.

"Brother Jiu is still so scheming, he almost let you go around, thinking that you really recognized me."

Xin Yi sighed, and his small eyes swept towards him, revealing a little regret.

"I thought that you would be able to recognize me at a glance, otherwise, you wouldn't have cooperated with me so well in the Yaoque Palace...... It turned out that I was just self-inflicted, and Brother Jiu didn't recognize me at all, but when he saw a woman who looked similar, he got evil intentions and arrested people here to make raw rice ...... What to cook. ”

Fu Jiuqu: ......

This woman is really against the sky.

Obviously, she refused to admit it, and the aggrieved questioning was one after another, making him seem to be the negative man.

Fu Jiuqu took a deep breath, "Then you say, who are you?" ”

Xin Yi pursed his lips and glanced at him, "Ayima......?" ”

Fu Jiuqu: "Besides, who are you?" ”

Xin Yi: "I'm ...... Little lady Zhang? …… Xinyi? ”

Hearing her hesitant, Fu Jiuqu accentuated his tone.

"Who are you for the last time?"

The calm tone became more and more condensed each time, making Xin Yi's mouth dry, "Eleven, I'm eleven, ninth brother." ”

"Huh!" Fu Jiuqu sneered.

A voice as cold as a dark string under the night brushed the side of his ears, Xin Yi's heart was cold, and he was about to explain again, when his sharp chin was suddenly pinched by Fu Jiuqu's big hand.

Xin Yi's expression froze, and he looked at him stiffly, unable to hide the surprise in his eyes.

"Brother Jiu, you listen to me first......"

Through the thin clothes, Xin Yi's back was sweating, but his shoulders could sense the coldness from Fu Jiuqu's palm.

She struggled uneasily, wanting to get rid of Fu Jiuqu's grasp and say a few words,

But he fished his body over, and the storm swept over the slender knuckles. Fu Jiuqu's kiss was unceremonious, not euphemistic, and spicy with long-lost thoughts and complaints, and pressed up on his cold lips, his breathing was unsteady and heavy, and his handsome face was even more evil and crazy......

Xin Yi's ears thundered.

My mind went blank for a moment.

The incense on Fu Jiuqu's body is accompanied by a faint smell of wine, which is the taste of lychee brewing in Longjin Qiaotou.

The unique mellow aroma reached Xin Yi's mouth, and for a moment, Xin Yi was completely forgetful, drunk and dizzy in his eager and coercive plunder, no longer remembering what he was going to say, no longer remembering anyone except Fu Jiuqu......

Even, forgot to breathe.

……

The sky was spinning, and when Xin Yi relieved his breath, the fog in his eyes dispersed, but he saw Fu Jiuqu's slightly evil face, with a smile that was even more evil than his, looking at her without blinking, and his lips were flushed with red and bright water stains.

"You can say it now." Fu Jiuqu's eyes shimmered, with a hint of playfulness, and he lifted the woman who was motionless in the crook of his arm, poured her a cup of herbal tea on the table, and handed it over.

"What do you want to say to me?"

Xin Yi's suppressed turbidity finally spit out, and he felt his cheeks burn for a while.

I x ......

scolded uncivilly in his heart, Xin Yi wiped his numb mouth, rubbed his cheeks again, and then looked at the initiator of the peerless elegance in front of him, and suddenly became a little angry.

"I'm desperate to come back to you, and that's how you did to me."

Fu Jiuqu stole a piece of incense, he was in a very good mood at the moment, no matter whether the little lady wanted to scold or reprimand him, he could hear it, and he helped the person to sit down, like a little wolf dog who bowed down to his ears, lowered his head and rubbed Xin Yi's cheek.

"Eliminate gas."

"I can't get rid of it." Xin Yi said angrily.

Fu Jiuqu's dark eyes sank, gently pressed the back of her head, and poured her a sip of herbal tea.

Xin Yi's eyes widened, he lifted his chin weakly, and took two sips of it, with only one sentence in his heart: Absolutely!

Isn't this Guangling County King Mo born wonderful?

Why is the temper getting more and more eccentric?

"You don't have to be that big, I know you're not blind." Fu Jiuqu stared at her calmly, his eyes full of laughter.

"A cup of herbal tea can't quench the fire, you can have three more cups."