After amnesia, I brought my old enemy back home

"Master Xiao is really coming?"

"Of course it's true. The private banquet in the main house tonight is just for him."

"But, it's not about the Xiao family..."

"Don't think about it, hurry up, hurry up, that's Xiao Yunquan, I finally have a chance to meet you."

Jing Mo was awakened by this conversation, rubbed his eyes, and looked at the flowers all over his body in confusion.When the two of them were far away, he came back to his senses completely, tilted his head to think for a moment, and jumped off the tree.

Hosting a banquet for Young Master Xiao?

Who is Young Master Xiao?

Forget it, who cares about him, no one will interfere with my meal.

Thinking of the delicious roast chicken and the sweet and sour pork ribs, Jing Mo smiled brightly.He patted his outer robe indiscriminately, and walked towards the main house in time. When he got to the gate of the inner garden, he heard a roar.

"Jing Qingchen, you still have the face to come to the banquet."

Hearing this title, Jing Mo was not surprised at all. Qingchen is his name, which he found out in the past few days.

But, who is this person in front of him?How did I offend him?

Jing Mo opened his round eyes, thought for a moment, and touched his cheek solemnly.

Seeing him raising his hand, the man dodged back a little bit, and when he realized his fear, he became even more angry: "Jing Qingchen, under the eyes of the suzerain, I think you still dare to act recklessly?"

"Yes." Jing Mo said without beginning or end.

"What?" Jing Tang was stunned.

"Not only is it, but it's also much prettier than yours." Seeing that he didn't understand, Jing Mo pointed to his cheek kindly, and then put on an expression that couldn't bear to look directly at him, pointing to Jing Tang.

Jing Tang realized now that Jing Mo actually said that he was ugly.

In terms of appearance, Jing Mo is indeed one of the best in the Jing family, which even Jing Tang cannot deny.

And appearance is precisely what Jingtang cares about the most. Being ridiculed in person, Jingtang's face turned purple, and he opened his mouth a few times before saying: "Jing Qingchen, so what if you are the eldest son? Lian Jing Everyone has no foresight, who knows if you are a wild species?"

The eldest son?Foresight?bastard?

Very good, knowing a few more things, Jing Mo shrugged, and calmly comforted him: "Just as long as you are happy."

Jing Tang was completely enraged by his indifferent attitude, he raised his hand high, and seeing that the palm knife was about to fall, a light blue snowflake appeared out of nowhere and stopped him with a slap.

Looking at the inexplicably appearing snowflake, Jing Mo didn't respond, but Jing Tang paused suspiciously, and turned his head to look at the inner garden.

His reaction was too strong, Jing Mo couldn't hold back, and turned his head curiously, he was stunned when he saw this.

Beside the rockery, white vines look like brocades, and under the white vines, stands a young man in a moon-white robe, as bright as a jade tree, standing against the wind.

The sunlight shone through the white vines, as if coating the young man with a layer of warm light. Even the cold moon white looked much softer, and even faintly revealed a very faint golden color.

Jing Mo squinted his eyes subconsciously. It turned out that it wasn't because of the sunlight, but that the young man's robe was embroidered with complex dark patterns with gold thread.

Maybe it was because of the sound, the young man was looking up at this moment, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up, although there was a smile on his face, his eyes were extremely cold.

"As expected of Xiao Yunquan in Linchuan, as expected, his vermilion lips are lightly parted with a three-point smile, and his horizontal eyes are colder than Qianqiuxue." Jingtang's eyes have straightened.

"It's just putting on airs." Jing Mo came back to his senses, curled his lips.

Unexpectedly, the boy under the white vines not only looked at them, but also walked quickly.

"Xiao, Mr. Xiao." Jingtang's face turned red with excitement, this is Xiao Yunquan, it would be nice to be able to say a word to him, no, even if he could let him take a look at him.Thinking of this, he hurriedly stepped forward.

The young man turned a blind eye to Jing Tang, bypassed him, and came straight to Jing Mo.

Jing Tang watched the young man pass by without even giving him a look, with a look of disappointment on his face, when he saw the young man stop in front of Jing Mo, he gritted his teeth secretly.

Jing Mo blinked his eyes, and took a step to the left.

The boy followed him and moved to the left.

Jing Mo moved to the right again, and the young man followed him.

This is for yourself?You can't let him hear your slander just now, can you?Jing Mo blinked his round eyes again, and stared at the boy without moving.

"Young Master Jing." Seeing him standing still, the young man clasped his hands in a salute, his movements were smooth and graceful, and his demeanor was elegant and dignified.

Jing Mo couldn't figure out his way, so he had to bite the bullet and reply: "Young Master Xiao, what's the matter?"

Xiao Yunquan's eyes were slightly concentrated, and a little inquiry appeared in his usually calm eyes: "Young Master Jing, don't you know me?"

"How could it be." Although he said so on his lips, Jing Mo said in his heart, let alone you, I don't even remember who I am.

But he didn't want others to know about his amnesia, so he waved his hands and applied what he learned: "Xiao Yunquan, Mr. Xiao, it's true that his vermilion lips are lightly parted and he has a three-point smile, and his condensed eyes are colder than Qian Qiuxue."

Xiao Yunquan didn't answer the words.

Is this the usual flattery and flattery, dissatisfied with my answer?Jing Mo thought of this, and quickly added another sentence: "The famous name is like thunder."

Hearing this, Xiao Yunquan stared at him meaningfully, smiled slightly, and bowed again: "Thank you Mr. Jing for what happened a few days ago."

Jing Mo couldn't understand what he meant at all, so he nodded his head and said vaguely: "It's easy to say."

Xiao Yunquan didn't expect Jing Mo to have such a reaction, so he stared at him for a while.

However, there were other people present, so he didn't ask any questions in the end, but said with a smile: "I don't thank you for your kindness, Xiao Ji will remember it in my heart."

It seems that Yunquan is the word, and Xiao Ji is the name.

Jing Mo nodded, and suddenly realized that nodding at such a time, doesn't seem right?

He looked at the gold thread on Xiao Yunquan's outer robe, and said out of nowhere: "Remembering is worthless, if you really want to thank me, you should give me something."

His words were very abrupt and unreasonable, Jing Tang frowned, and couldn't help but glared at Jing Mo viciously.

Unexpectedly, the smile on Xiao Yunquan's face did not change, he just stared at Jing Mo and continued: "I don't know what kind of gift Mr. Jing wants?"

Jing Mo had a hunch that if he continued to talk, he would probably reveal his secrets, but he was blocked in front of him, and he didn't have any intention of giving way.

While gently pushing Xiao Yunquan away, he casually said: "Gold, silver, pearls, jade, antique calligraphy and painting? I will not refuse anyone."

Just as his fingers touched Xiao Yunquan's outer robe, he suddenly shouted, "Hugh, you're being rude."

Jing Mo was startled, and subconsciously looked back, only to see a middle-aged man walking in the distance, wearing a flame-patterned robe.

Who is this?He smashed his tongue and secretly glanced at the reactions of the people around him.Everyone saluted one after another, most of them called suzerain, only Jingtang called uncle.

Sovereign Jing?

So this could be his own father?Thinking of this, Jing Mo quickly glanced at the middle-aged man again, but unfortunately, he didn't have any impression, and he didn't even see any similarities with himself, could it be...

Do you look like your mother?

Seeing that Jing Mo didn't speak, the man was even more displeased: "I haven't apologized to Yunquan yet."

Although his voice was loud, it was a bit erratic when he listened carefully. Xiao Yunquan was puzzled and looked at Jing Tunan.

"I didn't do anything to him, so why should I pay?" Jing Mo was puzzled.

"You still dare to talk back." Jing Tunan frowned suddenly, showing a faint sign of anger, and raised his hand to call out the natal spirit weapon.

Seeing sparks overflowing from the blade of Chongxiao, Xiao Yunquan subconsciously raised his sleeves to block Jing Mo before he could think about it.

Being injured by the natal spiritual weapon is no small matter, Jing Tunan quickly withdrew the knife.

how come?Isn't it rumored that Mr. Xiao and Jing Qingchen are incompatible?How could Mr. Xiao block the knife for Jing Qingchen?Looking at the situation, Jing Tang remembered that Xiao Yunquan had helped Jing Mo just now when he did it himself, his face turned red and turned pale.

Jing Mo didn't expect such a situation to happen, he stretched out two fingers, and gently pulled Xiao Yunquan back: "Hello?"

Xiao Yunquan took half a step forward, pulled the hem of the clothes out of Jing Mo's hands, and then said to Jing Tunan, "Sect Master Jing."

Jing Tunan's expression was not good.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the suzerain of his family taught his son, but was interrupted by the younger generation. It is indeed a bit embarrassing to say it.

But seeing that Xiao Yunquan's intention to protect him has been decided, Jing Tunan's expression changed a few times, and finally retracted Chong Xiao and sighed: "Nizi raised his hand, Yunquan, don't take it to heart, your parents' matter, I'm sorry."

"Thank you, Sect Master Jing." Seeing him put away the spirit weapon, Xiao Yunquan stepped aside and turned to look at Jing Mo.

Jing Mo blinked at him.

Jing Tunan waved his hand, wanting to pat Xiao Yunquan on the shoulder, but then thought of the rumors from the outside world, and stopped in time: "If there is an inside story about the Xiao family's affairs, I will never tolerate it."

Xiao Yunquan just said in a deep voice: "Thank you, Sect Master Jing, but there is no inside story about this matter, Yunquan saw it with his own eyes."

"Hey, what about Baoguang..." Jing Tunan sighed again.

Looking at Jing Mo from the corner of his eye, he said bitterly, "Who told you to come? Go back to the other courtyard."

The delicious roast chicken is so close at hand, how could Jing Mo go back home, he stared innocently with round eyes: "Don't get out, don't get out."

Jing Tunan immediately had another sign of anger.

But Xiao Yunquan spoke at this moment, his voice full of doubts: "Will Mr. Jing not attend the table? I thought I could thank Mr. Jing today."

Jing Tunan was stunned for a moment, thinking that this matter had something to do with Jing Mo, so he had no choice but to say: "Since Yunquan has spoken, Nizi, you come in together." Then, he led Xiao Yunquan to the living room first.

"Tell me, the Xiao family, hey..." Someone beside him sighed softly.

"Who says it's not? How could Sect Master Xiao and his wife commit suicide suddenly? But speaking of it, Jing Qingchen is really serious. He dared to touch Young Master Xiao."

"Who doesn't know that he is so clean that he doesn't want people to touch him. Only Jing Qingchen dared to stretch out his hand to push him because he acted recklessly. You forgot, the former Jing Qingchen..." The man walked towards the living room while talking.

Don't want to be touched?It's really okay to put on airs, Jing Mo curled his lips, and also walked towards the living room.

There were quite a lot of people in the living room, so he randomly found an empty seat, sat down and took a look, and suddenly felt that Xiao Yunquan had a lot of face.

The table was full of delicacies, not counting the delicacies on the jade plate. Halfway through the banquet, there were plump peaches brought by the maid.

It is not easy to eat peaches in this season. After eating the peaches in a few mouthfuls, he looked up at the main table again.

Xiao Yunquan was greeting guests at the moment, against the backdrop of the lights, his face was like a jade carving, the corner of his mouth was smiling and gentle, but his eyes were a little bored.

Thinking of Xiao Yunquan's help just now, Jing Mo picked up the peach, weighed it, and threw it at the main table: "Xiao Ji, please eat."

He shot too fast, Taozi shot straight at Xiao Yunquan like a hidden weapon, everyone present was shocked at first, then their expressions changed drastically.

Xiao Yunquan subconsciously stretched out his hand to block it, and when he touched the soft peel of the peach, he changed his block to catch it, followed the oncoming momentum with his palms, and firmly held the peach in his hand.

Seeing that he was not hit by a peach, nor was he splashed with peach juice, everyone was relieved.

He looks gentle, but his skills are actually good?Jing Mo blinked his eyes, and smiled at Xiao Yunquan: "It's very sweet, try it."

Everyone believed that Xiao Yunquan would not pay attention to Jing Mo, but who knew that Xiao Yunquan was silent for a moment, and actually took a bite of the peach, saying: "Thank you."

"You're welcome." Jing Mo raised his eyebrows, and ran out before Jing Tunan's attack.

Jing Tunan yelled behind him: "Jingtang, drag him back to the other courtyard."

Thinking of his amnesia, Jing Mo took the opportunity to pretend to be drunk, and walked around the inner house by the Jingtang. After observing the inner house, he went back to the garden again.

Although the garden is large, it is loosely arranged, and Jing Mo can see the whole thing at a glance. He paused and tried to change directions in the air, but Jing Tang couldn't keep up and fell to the ground.

Jing Mo turned his head back with a smile, but he didn't stop on his feet, and when he didn't pay attention, he bumped into someone.

Jing Mo looked at Xiao Yunquan in front of him, stepped back half a step, and blinked suspiciously.

Xiao Yunquan's cold eyes also stared at him, as if he was probing, but also didn't seem to notice him at all.

The two looked at each other for a while, Jing Mo searched his mind, and was about to say something to break the deadlock, when Xiao Yunquan suddenly stretched out his hand.

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