The sky was as crystal clear and pure as sapphire, and a few birds were chirping under the eaves.

Leng Xingju.

A handsome and cold man was sitting under the pear tree with a stack of rice paper written in Juanxiu calligraphy, one slender leg flat on the ground, and the other slightly bent.

He had his eyes closed, and his long black eyelashes put even girls to shame. He was already handsome, wearing a robe printed with green bamboo, with a straight nose, and ink-like black hair decorated with jade.

With his crown tied up and his lips as beautiful as cherry blossoms, his whole body was enveloped in an elegant and booklike atmosphere.

Snow-white pear blossoms fell slightly on his shoulders. This scene was so graceful and shocking that Hua Qixie, who stepped in, couldn't help but narrow his eyes slightly evilly.

"Fu Jingning, your little lover's life is at stake right now, so you are really interested in taking a rest here."

Hua Qixie walked closer slowly, lowered her head and looked at the rice paper in the man's hand under the tree. The handwriting that looked like running water was clearly written by a woman.

"What is this? Marketing strategy?" He frowned in confusion, and stretched out a hand with clear joints.

But he didn't expect that Fu Jingning's arm holding the rice paper was raised at this moment, just in time to separate Hua Qixie's hand. Then, a pair of obsidian-like black pupils opened at this time. He was indifferent.

He spoke without any emotion: "What's the matter?"

"Go and see her. Her current condition of the injury is not optimistic." A trace of worry flashed across the demon's eyes, and Hua Qixie spoke worriedly.

He was not angry because of Fu Jingning's cold attitude, because he had long been used to Fu Jingning's cold face towards everyone.

"She? Who do you mean?" A trace of doubt flashed across the man's handsome face.

"This is the little beauty who came to me for the antidote last time. Could it be that you have even forgotten your own little lover?" He looked at him evilly, with a trace of ridicule in the corner of his mouth.

Fu Jingning's brows furrowed coldly, and his face looked a little ugly. He stood up, his fingertips that were not holding the rice paper tightened slightly, and his voice was filled with a hint of anger: "Hua Qixie, I didn't know you are now

What are you planning? My poison was cured by the doctor. What I drank was also the doctor’s medicine. If you continue to talk nonsense, I won’t be polite to you. Also, don’t tell me about my little lover. I’ll pay attention.

Ning will never betray the princess."

The evil man in crimson robe was leaning against another tree, with irony in the corners of his eyes and brows: "You won't betray her? But you want to leave her, right?"

As if he had been told something that was on his mind, his fingertips trembled, and his jaw line became a little cold. He still frowned and said seriously: "This is my business, mind yourself." After that,

Then he took steps towards the house.

Hua Qixie blew out the pear blossoms flying in her hands. She seemed to have thought of something, her eyes darkened, and then she grasped the black sword at her waist and followed her up.

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Fu Jingning's house is not luxurious or unique. Instead, it is quite simple and has an elegant and bookish atmosphere.

Several lifelike landscape paintings and a few lines of elegant poetry hang on the wall.

The simple wooden bed and simple desk complemented his light temperament.

He sat down at the desk, placed the rice paper beside the desk, and smoothed out the wrinkles on the rice paper bit by bit with his hands, as gently as if he were treating some priceless treasure, as if it would break immediately if not carefully protected.

"Which is more important, the paper or the person? The paper is dead, but she is alive." Hua Qixie stood beside Fu Jingning, bent down and looked at it, casting a dark shadow, and then slapped her palm

On the rice paper, there was already a dangerous anger in the words.

How could that cold and arrogant woman fall in love with Fu Jingning, the princess's loyal dog? Every master has his subordinates. In his heart, even those pieces of rice paper were more important than her life.

, could it be that the woman paid him by mistake because of her infatuation? He really should show that woman Fu Jingning's current face, whether it is worth her to cherish him so much.

Fu Jingning's face was ashen, and he looked nervously at the rice paper under Hua Qixie's palm. His cold voice was as cold as ice: "Take your hands away."

Although he had already memorized the content above, she had stayed up several nights to write it.

The wind blew through his long fiery red hair, and he smiled extremely enchantingly, but like a poisonous poppy, the more beautiful he became, the more dangerous he became. His words were also a bit cruel: "Follow me, go see her, or else

, I will tear these rice papers into pieces."

Those pieces of rice paper seemed to have become the weak point of the delicate man. He thought calmly for a while, and then frowned coldly: "Okay, I can go with you, but you have to put down the rice paper, and the woman you are talking about

Who is it? As you are detrimental to the princess, why should I believe your words and follow you? "

The birds outside the window were chirping non-stop, but the room was quiet, and there was a strange atmosphere flowing in the air.

He tilted his head and looked at him coldly, like an ice blade so sharp that he wanted to see through the heart of the man in red next to him, and he also looked down at him, with a trace of complex emotions and emotions flashing in the evil man's eyes.

struggle.

Finally, the other hand holding the sword tightened again, and finally sighed in his heart, he really owed her.

Then, the man in red put the sword at his waist on the table, waved his crimson sleeves, and dropped several bottles and bags on the table. He curled his lips evilly: "You can do this

Have you gone to see her? If I lied to you, you could kill me. Now I have no sword or medicine to defend myself, how can I beat you?"

Hua Qixie felt a little dumbfounded. When had he ever been so embarrassed?

Now he is like a doctor without a needle or a general without a sword, he has no offensive power in front of Fu Jingning.

Moreover, he seems to be...

Don't even know her name.

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Chapter completed!