The moonlight was melting, and Nangong sat by the fire at night.

The flames swayed like a woman stretching and dancing, and like she snickered.

"Do you prefer the previous owner in comparison?"

This is a sentence that Yan Ge inadvertently asked.

This sentence is like a seed, falling on the soil in his heart, and it only takes a moment to bloom into a brilliant flower.

Do you like the previous owner, or do you like her now?

He had never thought about it, and at this moment, it seemed that there was both the way she was snickering and the way she was looking at him from a distance through the window.

Inexplicably, the word "like" fell on the tip of his heart like two snowflakes and slowly melted.

It was freezing tonight, and there was a roar of snow outside. If tonight, Nangong Wan still lies outside like this morning, he will definitely be frozen to death.

There was a slight creak in the window, and Nangong Wan instructed the waiter: "Go and see if there are rats." ”

How could there be rats in the Thousand Porcelain Workshop, but the waiter still went obediently.

As soon as he took a step, he saw a figure jumping down from the windowsill, "Who are the rats?" ”

Yan Ge was angry, very dissatisfied with Nangong Wan saying that she was a mouse.

Nangong knew that she was here early in the evening, but she deliberately pretended not to know, "It turned out that the owner of the workshop had arrived." ”

Yan Ge didn't pay much attention to these details, his figure was light and smart, he sat down opposite Nangong Wan, and said with a smile in a tone that was almost coaxing a child: "Lord Nangong, there should still be seeds, right?" How about giving the owner another one? ”

Nangong Wan said: "Hasn't the owner already made up his mind, no matter whether he can recall the past or not, he will go to Tiangong Tower to save Lingzun?" ”

Yan Ge stared at his face seriously, and not the slightest hint of expression on his face could escape her eyes. Nangong Wan was uncomfortable, and hurriedly moved his gaze elsewhere.

"You have a grudge against the Spirit Venerable?"

Yan Ge's cold words made Nangong not know how to answer for a while.

"Why does the owner ask that?"

"I'll go to the Lingzun Hall, you don't seem to be happy."

"The owner is wrong."

Nangong Wan saw Yan Ge staring at his face, as if he had to see something, but helplessly, Nangong Wan could only hold the corners of his mouth with his hand and try to show a smile.

A guard came to report, "Lord Fang, Su Xiaocheng from the small porcelain shop of the Su family on Celadon Street came to ask for a meeting." ”

"Bring him here." Yan Ge suppressed the helplessness in his heart.

After Su Xiaocheng came, he respectfully saluted the words and songs.

This bow made Yan Ge feel distanced.

"I've seen the owner."

Yan Ge felt a pain in his heart, "Do you have something?" ”

Su Xiaocheng looked at Yan Ge's pretended calm appearance, and said a little hesitantly, "I'...... I want to see my sister. ”

These days, Su Xiaocheng has always wanted to see her sister and wonder how she is doing. However, Yan Ge didn't mention it, just like she didn't bring his sister back to the Thousand Porcelain Workshop.

After tossing and turning for several days, I finally couldn't help but find it.

Yan Ge didn't let Su Xiaocheng see her, so she naturally had her reasons. Now that Su Xiaocheng took the initiative to mention it, she didn't know what reason to find to refuse.

"Lord Fang...... Su Xiaocheng's eyes were slightly red, and he pleaded, "No matter what my sister has become, I want to see her again." ”

Yan Ge refused uneasily: "In a few days, I'll let you see you when we come back from our expedition to Tiangong Tower." You go back first, don't worry, I will send someone to find you when the time comes. ”

Su Xiaocheng's heart ached, and her eyes suddenly overflowed with tears, "Actually, I know that sister, she should be more than lucky." In places like Tiangong Tower, no one can be resurrected after becoming a puppet. ”

"I just want to see her, whatever she looks like."

Little Orange didn't suddenly have such a strong obsession, at the beginning, when Yange and they just came back from Tiangong Tower, he had a feeling of confusion, unable to believe what was happening. He deliberately didn't think about it, thinking that it would be fine. In the past two days, his heart has recovered a little from the numbness and emptiness, and as soon as he calms down, his mind is full of his sister's figure. Even when I slept at night, my dreams were full of questions from my father and mother's ancestors, "What about your sister?" Why are you so good, but you don't see your sister anymore? ”

The little orange knelt down towards Yan Ge, "I beg the owner to fulfill it." ”

Yan Ge couldn't hold on any longer, and tears came out of his eyes. She didn't have to hide Su Xiaoli, but ...... I'm afraid that Little Orange won't be able to accept it.

After Su Xiaoli's puppet was taken away from Tiangong Tower, she lost control, like a stone sculpture, unable to move, unable to speak, or even breathless.

Seeing that the color of blood was getting lighter and lighter, and the signs of life were weakening little by little, she could only let Jiang Cheng polish a bed with the water jade naturally grown in the Thousand Porcelain Workshop and place Su Xiaoli's body on it.

In this way, her corruption was barely stopped.

Yan Ge thought, maybe when Lingzun is rescued, he will be able to get a way to save Su Xiaoli from this omnipotent man.

Therefore, at the moment, she didn't dare to let Xiao Chengzi go to see Su Xiaoli no matter what, for fear that he would be stimulated.

Yan Ge helped the little orange up, "I'll talk about it when we come back." ”

Yan Ge evasively brushed away the problem.

Little Orange looked at Yan Ge in disappointment, as if a sword was cutting in his heart.

His disappointed eyes stung Yan Ge, who quickened his pace and hurried away.

Nangong Wan caught up with Yan Ge, "Do you really plan to go to Tiangong Tower now?" ”

Yan Ge looked in the distance, and at the end of the sky was the ocean, and his pupils couldn't help but shrink.

"How can we, Qiancifang, allow a place like Tiangonglou to exist in the world?"

Yan Ge looked back at Nangong Wan, "From today on, the affairs of the workshop will be handed over to you." ”

She knew that although Nangong Wan was a person who would repay her and did not fix her less, she had enough responsibility and ability.

"The owner is always so free and easy when he picks his son, why don't you stay yourself."

"Isn't the owner of this workshop going to save Lord Lingzun back? Are you going to resist the order? "Yan Ge already wants people to control him.

Nangong Wan said righteously: "Charging into battle is our small one, and the owner of the square will go in person, so I can't help but look down on their Tiangong Tower." ”

When Yan Ge heard him say this, he was a little moved in his heart. She softened her tone and said, "Outwit, we have to outwit as much as we can." ”

"Beauty tricks are really not outwitting." Nangong Wan directly put her words in a very embarrassing position.

Yan Ge coughed lightly to hide his embarrassment, then approached Nangong Wan, stood on tiptoe, and whispered in his ear for a while.

When Jiang Cheng saw this scene, he didn't seem to be very happy, and turned his back angrily.

The group went to Tiangong Tower, and wanted to ambush first, but they didn't expect a group of Tiangong Tower guards to come out gloomily, standing on top of each other and filling the steps.

Porcelain shadows came in the crowd.

"Master Yanfang, last time I said goodbye, I thought it would take a long time to see you again, but I didn't expect us to meet again so soon."

"The deity is looking for you in thousands of porcelain workshops, and it is a coincidence that you took the initiative to come."

Yan Ge walked towards the porcelain shadow, "The owner of this workshop came to Tiangong Tower today, there is a very important matter to discuss with the landlord, if you want to listen, we will take a step to speak." ”

Porcelain Shadow sneered, stretched out her hand frivolously, and her fingertips landed on Yan Ge's face.

"Master Yanfang, I know why you are here, but it is too naïve for you to use such means!"

As soon as the words fell, a pattern condensed into his palm, and the pattern swirled and fell heavily on Yan Ge's body.

In the blink of an eye, the words and songs turned into fine sand and disappeared with the wind.

"Is the dummy made of porcelain the attitude of the Thousand Porcelain Workshop when they come to me to talk about things?" Porcelain Shadow's face was pale.

Helpless, Yan Ge, who was hiding in the dark, could only sigh and go out as if he was fated.

Nangong Wan grabbed her, "Are you really going?" ”