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"No, even if there is, I don't remember it. My adoptive mother passed away when I was five or six years old. I was too young at that time, and I can't remember many things clearly."

Mrs. Fang continued to guide, "Is there any token left?"

Something flashed through Liang Xiaoxiao's mind, but she couldn't catch it. She shook her head, "Nothing."

Mrs. Fang sighed insignificantly, and then returned to her elegant smile. Fang Ru couldn't hear the conversation between her mother and Liang Xiaoxiao, and she ate her breakfast happily. It flowed to Fang Ru.

Mrs. Fang immediately stood up and wiped it with a handkerchief, feeling distressed and anxious, "Isn't Ru'er burned?"

Liang Xiaoxiao couldn't get her hands in, and saw that Mrs. Fang's wiping wrist exposed a part of the sleeve of her underwear. The light-colored cuffs were embroidered with a few plum blossoms of the same color. If it weren't for the reflection of the silk thread, it would be hard to detect.

Fortunately, the porridge was only a little warm, except for staining the clothes, it didn't burn Fang Ru.

Just when the three of them were about to continue eating, Fang Tianhong and Qin Jianglan walked over from outside the courtyard.

Mrs. Fang immediately went up to greet her, but the master Fang couldn't smile at all.

Mrs. Fang asked worriedly, "Husband, what's the matter?"

Head Fang looked at Qin Jianglan's unnatural expression, but Qin Jianglan remained calm, and said to Liang Xiaoxiao who was a little nervous because of the atmosphere, "Let's talk about it in the main hall."

Liang Xiaoxiao said "Oh" and left. Fang Ru was reluctant to hold Liang Xiaoxiao's hand, and Qin Jiang's blue eyes immediately darkened.

"elder sister……"

Madam Fang put her arms around Fang Ru, and said softly, "My sister is going to do business, don't bother me."

Fang Ru was still unwilling to let go, Liang Xiaoxiao patted Fang Ru's hand, "Good boy, sister will play with you later."

Fang Ru reluctantly let go of his hand, nodded to Mrs. Fang, turned around and followed behind Qin Jianglan.

"Master Qin, I don't think he's being kind, so I'll explain it to Master Qin in advance, so as not to be unprepared for a while."

"Thank you, Master Fang, for reminding me." Qin Jianglan said indifferently.

"Master Qin is too polite."

Fang Tianhong and Qin Jianglan were talking. In contrast, Fang Tianhong looked serious and worried, while Qin Jianglan was no different from usual.

Even during the conversation, he took out a handkerchief from his cuff and handed it behind him.

Liang Xiaoxiao was taken aback, Qin Jianglan saw that she didn't answer, turned her head slightly while taking advantage of the gap, and said softly, "Take it, it's all over your face."

Liang Xiaoxiao hurriedly touched her cheek, it was indeed a bit sticky, it seemed to be stained with porridge, but she took the handkerchief but found it looked familiar, it was the demon blood that she wiped off Qin Jiang's blue clothes that day, and then threw it away handkerchief.

Liang Xiaoxiao casually touched her face with her sleeve, and looked at the handkerchief over and over again. There was no trace of blood on the handkerchief. She put it under her nose and smelled it. There was only a faint cold fragrance, just like the smell of Qin Jianglan's body.

Liang Xiaoxiao's face suddenly turned red, holding the handkerchief at a loss.

Seeing her in a daze, Qin Jianglan frowned, and shook her palm a few times, Liang Xiaoxiao came back to her senses, and hurriedly handed the handkerchief back to Qin Jianglan.

Qin Jianglan glanced at Liang Xiaoxiao's reaction from the corner of his eye. The corner of his mouth curled up slightly, and he put the handkerchief back on his cuff without looking at it.

In the main hall, Sect Master Fan led a few young disciples to sit on the ground and meditate with their eyes closed, and all the immortal sects were present. They whispered and guessed Fan's purpose.

Only Ding Fucheng had sharp eyes. After Jiang Pingyan knew that Fan had come to him so quickly, he saw that the matter could no longer be hidden, so he told Ding Fucheng the truth.

Ding Fucheng, who knew the truth, felt sorry for his apprentice and felt sad for her.

The moment Qin Jianglan stepped into the hall, Liao Fan opened his eyes. He kept staring at Qin Jianglan, but Qin Jianglan just glanced at him.

Liang Xiaoxiao looked at the weak-faced Liao Fan with complicated emotions.

Qin Jianglan didn't come, and Liao Fan refused to speak. Now that Qin Jianglan came, several disciples of Ah Han Hall helped Fan up.

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