Summary of the previous chapter: Wei Zhongxian's henchman Wang Tigan bribed Niu Wu and asked Niu Wu to come to Beijing to deliver a message. It turned out to be the work of King Xin. As soon as Ma Xiaoquan left Beijing, Wei Zhongxian led others to harass the Tianshengrenjian Club... .
Li Qinghan stopped, turned around, and looked at Ma Xiaoquan suspiciously.
Ma Xiaoquan smiled and said: "Qinghan, it's too late now, I think you might as well rest here, uh, although the environment here is not better than at home."
Li Qinghan thought Ma Xiaoquan wanted to be intimate with her, so his pretty face turned red and he refused: "No."
Ma Xiaoquan shook his head: "Qinghan, what are you thinking about? I didn't mean that."
Li Qinghan raised his head, looked at Ma Xiaoquan's serious expression, and blushed even more.
"Okay, okay, don't think so much. I asked you to stay because I wanted to have a good chat with you. I wonder if you are sleepy?"
Li Qinghan shook his head: "I slept for a long time during the day and didn't feel sleepy at all."
"Okay, let's talk about how to deal with Wei Zhongxian and Zhu Youjian first."
"Um"
The two of them were chatting, and they talked about a lot of issues. Although Li Qinghan is a woman, some of her opinions are more accurate than those of men. Even on some issues, her opinions can be seen in a flash. Ma Xiaoquan was very impressed by his explanation of the problem.
Who says women are inferior to men? In Ma Xiaoquan's eyes, many of Li Qinghan's work styles are already better than those of too many men.
"Ma Xiaoquan..." While chatting, Li Qinghan suddenly called out Ma Xiaoquan's name.
"Huh?" Ma Xiaoquan responded.
"I really have a strong feeling, as if I have seen you somewhere before." Li Qinghan looked at Ma Xiaoquan and said slowly.
Ma Xiaoquan nodded: "Qinghan, I feel the same way as you. Well, if not, let's hold hands and see if we can feel anything..."
"Yeah" Li Qinghan stretched out his hands.
Ma Xiaoquan also stretched out his hands and carefully held Li Qinghan.
The moment their hands touched, a strange feeling spread along their hearts.
"This..." Ma Xiaoquan looked at Li Qinghan with wide eyes. Although the candlelight was dim, she could see that Li Qinghan had the same expression as him.
"What's going on? Why does this feeling become stronger when I touch you?" Ma Xiaoquan asked.
Li Qinghan shook his head: "Ma Xiaoquan, I have had the same dream many times. I dreamed that I was shot to death with a bow and arrow in a big house..."
"This..." Ma Xiaoquan knew Li Qinghan's dream, but he had always felt that Li Qinghan didn't sleep well at night, and he never took it seriously. Now in the secret place, it was only him and Li Qinghan. The two of them, when Li Qinghan brought up the dream again, Ma Xiaoquan's mind suddenly recalled some past events in the late Han Dynasty.
"Ma Xiaoquan...Ma Xiaoquan..." Seeing Ma Xiaoquan in a daze, Li Qinghan subconsciously waved his hand in front of his eyes.
Ma Xiaoquan shook his head, came back to his senses, and smiled awkwardly.
"Do you remember the past again?"
Ma Xiaoquan nodded.
Li Qinghan said: "You said, I often dream of that scene, then could I be Hua Yuexin?"
Ma Xiaoquan was surprised. What Li Qinghan said was quite bold. Although he had always been skeptical about the reincarnation of souls, when he was still a national special forces soldier, he encountered something that he could not explain.
Of course, Ma Xiaoquan couldn't recall the specific details for a while.
"Qinghan, why do you think so?" Ma Xiaoquan laughed.
Li Qinghan shook his head: "I don't necessarily think so, nor do I want to admit anything shamelessly. Ma Xiaoquan, I really feel this way. I have known you for a long time... It seems like a thousand years.
It seems like...your time..."
"My era? Haha, how is this possible?"
Li Qinghan also found it incredible: "You said that you still have a month in your heart. Well, it's the woman named Ming Yuexin, right? Sometimes I wonder, could I be her too?"
Ma Xiaoquan was a little helpless. If this woman's thoughts were unconstrained, there would definitely be infinite possibilities. Although he also knew some unexplainable events, the strange things like the soul traveling through time were just made up in fantasy.
It just came out.
Ma Xiaoquan didn't say anything. He didn't want to stop Li Qinghan from daydreaming. After all, tonight was a rare night. Wei Zhongxian and Zhu Youjian, who had just been discussing with her for a long time, were indeed a little solemn. Well, just give her some time and let her know.
Slow down and your mind will heal.
...At this moment, there was a slight sound coming from outside.
Li Qinghan immediately stopped speaking and placed his right hand on his waist.
Ma Xiaoquan also became vigilant. Although he thought that ordinary people would not be able to find this secret place, but there were occasional gaps in it. What if someone accidentally bumped into it?
"Shasha..." A figure flashed in quickly. Ma Xiaoquan took a closer look and saw that it was another confidant who had gone out before. Li Qinghan also named him residual blood.
Li Qinghan also saw the residual blood, and then he breathed a sigh of relief and slowly lowered his right hand.
Like Can Xin, Canxue first bowed to Li Qinghan and then knelt down in front of Ma Xiaofang.
Ma Xiaoquan smiled and said: "Qinghan, Canxin and Canxue really respect you. It's really strange. I was the one who saved them in the first place, but why do they respect you more?"
Li Qinghan smiled slightly: "You are a careless man. You just saved the two of them from life and death. Who took good care of them?"
Ma Xiaoquan scratched his head, chuckled, and then made a few gestures to residual blood.
Canxue nodded, took out a dagger from his arms, and handed it to Ma Xiaoquan respectfully.
"This is..." Li Qinghan came forward and saw the dagger and said in surprise, "This is grandma's dagger. Could it be that grandma..."
Ma Xiaoquan shook his head: "That's not true. Grandma asked the remaining blood to be brought to me. She asked me to be careful about Zhu Youjian."
"Grandma knows you haven't left?"
"Yes, of course I know." Ma Xiaoquan dragged his chin and circled the dagger several times in his hand, "Qinghan, are you interested in visiting Prince Xin's Mansion tonight?"
Li Qinghan frowned: "Ma Xiaoquan, we are on the outskirts of the city now. It is difficult to enter the gate, let alone the Prince's Mansion."
