Take a righteous path back to the Demon Cult

The exact same dialogue was carried out at least four or five times in a short period of time, but every time it was not going around in a dead end, and finally ended with no results.

A few days passed in a flash, except for the tiredness of having to deal with Feng Qingzhu every day, the rest of the time was rarely at ease.

After Yuan Sichang debated, he sat on the steps angrily and amusingly, wrestling with the leaves he picked from nowhere, and finally smirked for no reason.

Although she was so angry at Feng Qingzhu, she was also happy in her heart. At least Feng Qingzhu's injury was indeed improving rapidly, so that she could have the strength to fight her sharply, and she must recover completely in a few days.

"Come with me?" Fu Rong called her twice, but the other party didn't respond until the third call, "What's wrong with you?" She couldn't help but asked with concern.

Yuan Sui was startled, and then recovered his usual expression, and asked, "What, what's wrong?"

"Seeing that you've been giggling here for a long time..." Fu Rong said worriedly, "It looks scary."

"..." Listen to what is this called?

Yuan Sui raised his chin, trying to change the subject to save his image, "What's the matter, you?"

Fu Rong shook her head, "It's nothing important." When she was talking, she put her hands behind her back and squirmed, the more she looked, the more she looked like she was hiding something.

Yuan Sui gestured, "What baby?"

"Nothing."

Yuan Suixin was her fault, but then she realized something, she was sitting outside Feng Qingzhu's door, so this little girl might not have come to look for her, maybe she was looking for Feng Qingzhu.

But think about it carefully, when did Furong and Fengqingzhu get so good that they even came to give gifts?

The more I thought about it, the more curious I became, and I couldn't help being tempted, "Don't be so stingy, share good things together, show me."

"It's really nothing..." Fu Rong pursed her lips, not because it was something important, but because Yuan Sui was afraid that Yuan Sui would have a psychological gap. After all, she hadn't given her anything, so what if she was unhappy?

But Yuan Sui is obviously not the kind of person who is easy to fool around. If you want to know something, you must know it.She moved her fingers and cast a little spell, which made the little Furong turn around involuntarily.

When she turned her back, she could clearly see what was hidden in her hand. Yuan Sui took a look and found it was a beautiful silk handkerchief.

She raised her hand and hooked it, leading the handkerchief into her hand, touched it, it was really comfortable and delicate, it was definitely not something that ordinary people can buy in the market.

"Handkerchief?" Yuan Sui was quite playful.

Seeing that the matter was exposed, and she couldn't hide it anymore, Fu Rong simply corrected her, "It's a veil."

Yuan Sui glanced at her, the heart veil was more reasonable than the handkerchief, after all, Feng Qingzhu's face was not healed, so she really needed it.

"Did you do it yourself?" Yuan Sui said, not to mention, she felt a little sour in her heart, no heartless person has ever cared so much for her.

"Yeah." Furong nodded, and suddenly felt a little proud when she said this, "It was woven with filaments bit by bit, and it took me a long time. You smell the fragrance, doesn't it smell good?"

Yuan Sui cooperated and put it in his nose and sniffed it lightly, "Well, it's really good."

The little girl who got the praise was naturally more happy, but she was only happy for a moment, and then she couldn't be happy again.

Yuan Sui said, "I like it very much, how about giving it to me?"

"Ah, ah...?"

Yuan Suijian's face paled, and his bad temper didn't restrain himself, he said solemnly, "Why, didn't you originally want to give it to me?"

"Uh, this..."

"Since this is the case, I can only be disrespectful."

"..."

Yuan Sui got up, approached her leisurely, and couldn't stop laughing at the aggrieved look, raised his hand and gently scratched her little nose, "Okay, just kidding, I know you gave it to her .”

Only then did Furong raise her head, and looked at her with big eyes fluttering in surprise.

"Here," Yuan Sui said, "Go."

Furong looked at the handkerchief that was handed back to her again, and for a moment she didn't know where the brilliant idea came from, so she couldn't help but took a step back, and declined Yuan Sui's kindness, "Otherwise, Sui Sui will help you Did I deliver it?"

"……what?"

"Miss Feng needs to rest and recuperate, so I won't bother her, just convey some thanks for me, or it's fine if you don't."

Yuan Sui:?

"You just say that you made this. You made it for several days and nights. It was specially made for her. She must be very happy."

Yuan Sui:? ? ?

Wait, what kind of fantastic development is this?

Especially before she opened her mouth to refuse, Fu Rong quietly took a step back, and after she finished speaking, she quickly ran away.

Yuan Sui felt that the veil in his hand was suddenly hot.

However, she was stunned when a sound came from behind her unexpectedly, and the moment she turned her head, she subconsciously hid the veil behind her.

Feng Qingzhu's body is in good shape, she doesn't need to lie on the bed all day long, and when she has nothing to do, she will go out for a stroll to exercise her muscles and bones.

Everything was as usual, except for Yuan Sui, who looked guilty and inexplicably nervous, and there seemed to be something wrong with everything.

Feng Qingzhu looked at her suspiciously, "What's wrong?"

Yuan Sui couldn't help but tighten the hand holding the veil, and finally asked himself inexplicably, why was he in such a panic?

"Oh, that, just now Fu Rong came over..."

Feng Qingzhu waited patiently for her next words, but Yuan Sui stumbled, opened his mouth but didn't know what to say.

There are oddities.

Feng Qingzhu couldn't help approaching her, while Yuan Sui, like a cat whose tail had been trampled on, immediately took another step back.

"..." Don't you still mind the previous dispute? "Furong is here, and then?"

"And then, and left again."

Feng Qingzhu's head was full of question marks, "So, what do you want to say?"

Yuan Sui pursed his lower lips, and before he could figure out how to speak to get rid of the relationship, Feng Qingzhu asked aggressively again, "What treasure is hidden?"

In this situation, in this conversation, there is a sense of deja vu everywhere.

Yuan Sui opened his mouth with difficulty, "Just... a handkerchief... Oh no, no, it's a veil..."

Feng Qingzhu narrowed her eyes, "Handkerchief or veil?"

"The veil." Yuan Sui affirmed.

Feng Qingzhu seemed to think for a while, "For me?"

"Hmm..." Yuan Sui nodded frankly, but after a while, he took out the things belatedly and handed them to her, "Here."

Feng Qingzhu looked down at her outstretched hand. The veil was light pink, with some aura faintly exuding a light fragrance. The flowers and birds on it were even more exquisite, definitely from ordinary hands.

Feng Qingzhu took it, "No way, did you make it yourself?"

"Hmm... um? D-Of course not! Furong made it, and it took me a few nights to make it with special care..."

Feng Qingzhu looked at her suspiciously, and finally couldn't help but put the handkerchief between his nose and sniffed, "It smells so good."

This fragrance is refreshing, and it is somewhat similar to the sachet Yuan Sui once gave him.

"Thank you."

"Thank you, what are you thanking me for?" Yuan Sui felt awkward, "I said it all, what Furong did, I didn't do it."

Feng Qingzhu couldn't help but smiled, and the words almost drove people crazy, "Don't be embarrassed, I won't laugh at you."

Yuan Sui:? ? ?

"I really didn't do it!"

"How could Furong give me things so well?" Feng Qingzhu didn't believe it, she looked in a good mood, and walked back to the room with a veil.

Yuan Sui: "Perhaps you saved her before, what questions does she have for repaying you?"

Feng Qingzhu: "She has lost a friend and is hurting and sad recently, so how can she have such idle time?"

Yuan Sui: "...She is already much better, and besides, she has nothing to do on weekdays, so why is it so difficult to be a veil?"

Feng Qingzhu: "She is a hibiscus flower, but the smell on this handkerchief is different from her body, but it is somewhat similar to you."

Yuan Sui: "..."

That's because she gripped it too tightly just now, which left the smell on it.

What's the matter, still can't explain?

Yuan Sui watched Feng Qingzhu walk to the mirror, and tried to cover the veil on her face. Through the mirror, she saw that the veil and Feng Qingzhu complemented each other, and the looming beauty made people daydream. Those beautiful eyes exposed to the outside became brighter and more attractive for a while.

Yuan Sui swallowed subconsciously.

But the good times didn't last long, and immediately after the other party's joyful appearance froze suddenly, when the veil was taken off, Feng Qingzhu's expression suddenly became depressed again.

Yuan Sui's heart skipped a beat, feeling something was wrong, so he tentatively asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Feng Qingzhu's tone was filled with sadness, "You really still care."

"what?"

She looked at Feng Qingzhu's extremely lonely and raised her hand to touch the scar on her face that hadn't completely faded away. The sad look broke her heart.

Yuan Sui understood instantly, and at the same time, he was about to cry, "I just said, this veil was not given by me!"

In order to prove his innocence, Yuan Sui had to arrest Fu Rong and explain it to Feng Qingzhu in person, thinking that if the matter was clear, Feng Qingzhu would not be so unhappy.

But somehow he ended up in a blind alley, saying that he made it clear, but Feng Qingzhu's mood still didn't improve at all.

What is it called?Don't you guess what a woman thinks?

Yuan Sui suddenly felt that she might be a fake woman.

"Oh, why didn't I realize that Sui Sui is so stupid before?" Fu Rong leaned on the stone table with her chin in her hands, and said with emotion.

"I'm stupid?" Yuan Sui pointed at his nose, "She was upset and I gave her the veil, so I explained to her that I didn't give it to her. What's the problem?"

"There's nothing wrong with it," Fu Rong analyzed carefully, "but at the same time, it also shows that this gift is not from you, so isn't she happy for nothing?"

Yuan Suiwu calmed down his thoughts, "So, no matter whether I gave this veil or not, she will not be happy?"

"Hey, it's my fault too. Why don't you make a handkerchief instead of a veil?" Fu Rong pursed her lips bitterly, feeling a little annoyed.

"……What now?"

Fu Rong looked at her and asked, "Do you want to make her happy?"

"Think about it." Yuan Sui thought, it's better to be happy than to make a fool of yourself all day long, right?

"It's not difficult." Fu Rong said, "You can give her a gift yourself."

"..." Why can't I get around the gift-giving link.

Seeing her in a difficult situation, Fu Rong was very considerate: "If you are reluctant to part with the money, I can lend you some without paying back."

Yuan Sui wanted to wring off her flower branches and use them as firewood to burn them all.

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