Pei Qingran reached out and picked up Jiang Tingting's cheek, and rubbed the tip of his nose against her nose, his eyes were deep.

"What do you think? Well? ”

Jiang listened and came back to his senses.

"No, I had a nightmare last night."

Pei Qingran's thin lips rubbed against her cheek, sticky.

"Dreams are all fake, I'm here!"

Jiang chuckled when he heard this, and reached out to push Pei Qingran away.

"Alright, don't be slimy, get up quickly, I'm hungry."

"Yes!" Pei Qingran picked up Jiang and listened, and dressed her and put on her shoes.

After the two cleaned up, they went downstairs for breakfast.

The tables and chairs under the inn have been replaced with new ones, and Jiang Tingting and Pei Qingran are still sitting in the window seat yesterday and having breakfast.

Jiang listened to the meat bun while thinking about last night.

You still have to know Wen Zhiyu.

Wen Zhiyu must have been possessed, and the soul that possessed her must have known her, and he had something to do with her missing memories and her mission......

The closest people.

Thinking of this, Jiang Tingting narrowed his eyes, his eyes were dark, he took a deep breath, and suppressed the riot in his heart.

Say such a sentence with Wen Zhiyu's face.

It's disgusting.

323 said that after Wen Zhiyu was demoted to a commoner, he was displaced, and was immediately taken back by a female official who had coveted him for a long time, and when the female official tried to possess him, Wen Zhiyu struggled, and then was severely beaten by the female official and fell into a coma......

There is no data on the later 323, but the female officer died, and she should have been killed by Wen Zhiyu, and I don't know how she killed her.

Even now, Wen Zhiyu's whereabouts and data cannot be detected by 323.

"Why are you in a daze again?" Pei Qingran sat opposite Jiang Tingting, arched his fingers and flicked her forehead.

Jiang listened to the steamed bun in his hand and finished chewing, raised his eyes and smiled at Pei Qingran.

"It's like not sleeping well."

Pei Qingran propped his jaw and looked at the woman opposite.

She had something on her mind, but she didn't seem to want to tell him.

A little upset, but I can't force her.

After breakfast, Jiang Tingting and Pei Qingran left the inn together.

That's how the two go wherever they go, and there is no specific destination.

Stay more in fun places.

Although Jiang Tingting wanted to meet Wen Zhiyu, she didn't look for Wen Zhiyu, this person didn't need to look for it, he would definitely appear again.

Sure enough, after the two of them were galloping through the woods on horseback, they ran into three or four vicious bandits surrounding a man.

The man was long and jade, with the posture of a humble son, even if he was threatened, he smiled quietly.

Yo... What a coincidence.

Jiang Tingting grabbed the reins and stopped, Pei Qingran also stopped when he saw this, and slowly drove the horse side by side with her.

Over there, Wen Zhiyu also caught a glimpse of Jiang Tingting and Pei Qingran, who were watching the play, and he hooked his lips slightly.

Those bandits approached with big knives in their hands, and Wen Zhiyu waved his fan away, cutting the lifeblood of the bandits in one fell swoop, fast and ruthless, a little dazzling.

Several bandits fell to the ground, Wen Zhiyu put away the folding fan, smiled and walked over to Jiang Tingting.

Pei Qingran furrowed his brows, glanced at Jiang Ting, who was slightly careless, pursed his lips, stretched out his long arms to wrap his arms around her waist, and hugged her to his horse, holding her in his arms very possessively, and looking at Wen Zhiyu with great hostility.

Wen Zhiyu is a little strange.

He couldn't tell what was strange, but he sensed threat.

When Wen Zhiyu saw this scene, a trace of darkness crossed her eyes, but it was fleeting, and she still had the demeanor of a gentle gentleman.