I was reborn with amnesia and was picked up by Lao Gong

"Are you going back straight away?"

Yue Han suddenly asked.His tone was strange, as if he was suppressing something.

Only then did Ning Cheng notice that Yue Han's eyes were red, and his face was almost as white as paper.Reminiscing that he has been running around all night for more than a day, perhaps under exhaustion and emotional ups and downs, his weak body is approaching its limit.

Ning Cheng looked at Yue Han worriedly, but Hua Fan didn't pay attention, and just yawned and said, "Why, aren't you tired Han Han? I've had a hard day and I'm really sleepy."

Yue Han bit her lower lip and said again: "Aren't you hungry?"

Ning Cheng and Feng Shu were busy all day, and they didn't eat well, they just used some dry food in the Hall of Disobedience.As for whether Yue Han had had breakfast or not, Ning Cheng was not sure.

So going to dinner now?But Yue Mu seems to need sleep more...

Feng Shu glanced at Hua Fan, and said: "Then, Brother Ning and I will go back to the palace first. Yue Mu, you have been up all day, so you can rest tonight, and I will take care of the night watch. "

Yue Han seemed to have never heard of it, and just asked Hua Fan: "Aren't you hungry?"

Seemingly also aware of the abnormality of the moon, Hua Fan scratched her head and said: "You say that...you are a little hungry. It just so happens that I accidentally missed the appointment last night, why not change it to tonight?"

After he finished speaking, he showed a flattering smile and said, "Aren't you starving? How about I take you to eat delicious food?"

Yuehan said in a low voice, "I'm starving."

Hua Fan didn't hear clearly, said: "What?"

Yue Han looked at him, and said word by word: "I'm starving. Since last night, I have been looking for you, passed countless Lian Yin spells, and walked around the city countless times. I was so anxious that I couldn't even eat. Can't care.

You want to help Miss Sansan, I have no objection.If you want to miss the appointment, I can accept it.But, why can't you let me know and insist on making people wait for you and worry about you for so long? "

After speaking, his body trembled slightly, and the circles of his eyes were a little red.

Hua Fan was stunned, and said in a panic, "I... I forgot to have a dinner appointment with you last night. I didn't intentionally not inform you. Don't be angry..."

Yuehan wiped her eyes and said, "Forgot?"

He smiled, with a sad expression on his face: "No, I forgot. You have always been like this, you are very kind to everyone, and you are kind to everyone. And you and I are just... the relationship of being able to have dinner together .”

After he finished speaking, he seemed unwilling to stay with Hua Fan any longer, turned around and walked out of the cave.

Seeing this, Hua Fan hastily stretched out his hand to hold Yue Han, but was taken aback after seeing the other party's expression clearly——

Ning Cheng's direction couldn't see Yuehan's face, only saw him shake Hua Fan's hand, and then walked away quickly.

Hua Fan stared blankly at her own hand, then at the direction where Yue Han left, and said, "What's wrong with Yue Han?"

Feng Shu sighed, and said: "Hua Pan, you will fight for Miss Sansan, why don't you understand when it's your turn?"

Ning Cheng, who was watching the play next to him, couldn't help but nodded in agreement.

Such a serious person like Yueheng can endure Huafan for so long.

Earlier, Hua Fan said that he wanted to find Yue An to have dinner, but he didn't see any action afterward. I think last night was the first time Hua Fan invited Yue An to have dinner together after a long time——

It's not hard to imagine Yuehan's feeling when she went to the appointed place full of expectations, only to find out that she was let go.

Yue Han is usually not happy with his appearance, but today he loses his composure frequently, it seems that he is really angry.

Ning Cheng made up a lot by himself, and Feng Shu had already taken out the lock bag and put away the bodies of Sansan and Wang Huai.He glanced at Hua Fan who was still in a daze, and said to Ning Cheng, "Brother Ning, let's go."

Ning Cheng quickly stood up and walked behind Feng Shu.

Feng Shu patted Hua Fan's shoulder again, and said softly: "Let's go, wait for you to figure something out, then talk to Yue Han."

Hua Fan glanced at him, nodded slightly, then walked past them without saying a word, and left on his own.

After Hua Fan left, Ning Cheng followed Feng Shu and walked out of the cave leisurely.He was thinking about Hua Fan and Yue Mu all the way, and he walked to the exit without knowing it.

After leaving the cave, Ning Cheng looked at the starlight in the sky and took a deep breath.

He always felt stuffy in the cave just now, and could vaguely smell blood.After coming out now, being blown by the night wind, I feel more refreshed.

He looked back at the dusty wooden furniture, and said, "It seems that someone lived in this cave, and I don't know where that person went after that."

Feng Shu said indifferently: "Perhaps the living conditions are better, so there is no need to hide in this deep mountain cave."

He opened the silk curtain umbrella and said, "Brother Ning, are you going to have dinner, or go directly to Fengyue Palace?"

Ning Cheng said: "It's already very late, it's better to go back directly and eat something casually."

Feng Shu nodded, pulled Ning Cheng over, and took off with an umbrella.After the two returned to Fengyue Hall, they ate some noodles hastily, and then rested.

After running around all day, Ning Cheng felt a headache.He tossed and turned, and finally fell asleep, but his head didn't let him go, and insisted on bringing him into a dream.

In the dream, he stayed in a somewhat familiar cave, with a small lamp beside him, and the faint light reflected the passageway under his feet.

He was walking in the Wanrenshan cave, and after a while, he stopped in front of a cave wall, bit his index finger, and golden red blood flowed out.

He put his hand on the cave wall, moved his fingers slowly, and drew a magic circle with blood.

After finishing the painting, he smiled contentedly.

He walked to the entrance of the cave, looked at the stack of firewood branches outside the cave, then picked up the knife and rope under his feet, and walked towards those firewood branches...

"Kah."

The surrounding environment suddenly changed.

He was in a simple wooden house, and his eyes were swollen and sore from crying.He took steps to go out, but someone wrapped his neck suddenly, and pulled him back——

He desperately pulled the thing wrapped around his neck, but the person who strangled him was determined to let him die, so no matter how hard he scratched, he could only slowly feel the sharp pain from his lungs, and looked at the sight in front of him. The scene gradually blurred...

Brother Huai, you just... don't want to marry me then?

Her ears were buzzing, and she watched her blood-stained fingertips hang down feebly.

"Don't blame me, blame yourself for being too persistent."

Before losing consciousness, what she heard were the heartless words of her beloved.There was a tremor in that voice, and it seemed that she couldn't bear it, but the strength that strangled her neck increased a bit.

Her vision went dark, and she suddenly saw a little boy running towards him with a smile, holding her hand: "Let's play a marriage game, which is popular recently. You will be the bride, and I will be the groom."

She lowered her head shyly, twisting her hands uneasily: "Brides always wear red clothes, but Sansan doesn't have a red dress..."

The boy stretched out his chubby hand and touched her cheek: "Don't be afraid, Sansan will marry me in the future, and I will definitely prepare the most beautiful dress for you to wear. By the way, I see that in operas, marriages will come to court, as if I want to pray to heaven and earth, to the high hall, and finally to a husband and wife worship or something. Why did those ceremony officials shout? I can't remember..."

She looked at the boy's serious thinking face and smiled.

"It doesn't matter if Brother Huai can't remember clearly, let Sansan figure it out."

She racked her brains to recall the troupe performances she had seen during the Ghost Festival.Looking at the willow branches hanging down, she slightly opened her lips and sang:

"The bride wears a wedding dress, and the groom wears an auspicious dress. Let's pay homage—worship to heaven and earth!"

"The bride wears a hijab, and the groom's official is the scale. The second obeisance--the high hall!"

"The bride is blushing, the groom's eyes are blurred. Three salutes—husband and wife bow—"

After hearing this, the boy smiled and held her hand, and it took him a long time to hold back a sentence: "May we love each other forever and be a couple forever."

She also smiled when she saw the boy pretending to be an adult.

That summer, the sun was warm and the willow branches above the head swayed gently with the breeze. Everything was so beautiful.

But later, why did this pure feeling suddenly deteriorate?

She closed her eyes, a tear fell from the corner of her eye.

When she opened her eyes again, she had already...

When Ning Cheng woke up, he felt a headache that was about to burst.He sat up, couldn't help moaning, and sat down against the head of the bed.

What are you doing, why did you dream about Sansan... Could it be because of some kind of resentment, being haunted by ghosts?

Ning Cheng shook his head, feeling a little groggy.He sat for a while, then got up and went to bed, walked around the screen beside the bed, and walked to the sandalwood coffee table.

Feng Shu was dressed neatly as usual, waiting for him in front of the coffee table full of breakfast.Seeing Ning Cheng waking up, Feng Shu smiled and said, "Brother Ning, you're a bit late today, you have to eat breakfast quickly—"

Before he finished speaking, his smile froze suddenly, he got up and asked, "Brother Ning, what's wrong with you?"

Ning Cheng pressed the side of his forehead and said, "It's nothing, I just had a nightmare."

Feng Shu said with concern: "Brother Ning, do you have a headache? Feng Shu can perform surgery for you to relieve the pain."

Ning Cheng nodded and said, "I'm sorry to trouble you."

Feng Shu walked around behind him, stretched out his thin white fingers, and pressed on the depression behind Ning Cheng's eyebrows.

He slowly turned his fingers, a little white light emerged from his fingertips, and slowly melted into Ning Cheng's forehead.

Feng Shu said: "Brother Ning, are you feeling better?"

Ning Cheng blinked, feeling that his head really didn't hurt so much.He turned his head and said with a smile, "It's much better, thank you Feng Shu."

Feng Shu smiled, got up and sat back opposite Ning Cheng, and said: "Brother Ning, hurry up and have breakfast, or you will be late."

Ning Cheng quickly sat down, took a few sips of lukewarm sesame paste, and ate two fried buns whole.

He went around to the back of the screen to change into his uniform, put on a purple tassel and silver bell around his waist, and said, "I'm ready, let's go."

Feng Shu smiled and shook his head, walked up to Ning Cheng, reached out and stroked his forehead hair: "Brother Ning, your hair is curled up from sleep."

Ning Cheng touched it, and it was true.He was a little embarrassed, and murmured: "Fortunately, you are here, otherwise I would be ashamed."

After he finished speaking, he saw Feng Shu's expression froze, as if he was stunned, but soon returned to his smile: "From now on, I'd better wake Brother Ning up, otherwise Brother Ning would stay in bed every day, and he'd be cold early."

Ning Cheng touched the back of his neck and said, "That's fine, so at least halfway through the nightmare, I can wake up."

Since it was getting late, the two of them didn't continue talking, and hurried to the Hall of Disobedience.

After arriving at the Hall of Disobedience, Feng Shu straightened his posture again and told the guards what happened the night before yesterday.

He deliberately omitted the part about flowers, probably because he didn't want to cause any trouble——

Anyway, the presence or absence of Huafan will not affect the development of the future, but Wang Huai will not die in the cave.

"Since the female ghost has passed away, there is no way to know Miss Qin's whereabouts from her mouth. If Qin He blames her, what should I do?"

One officer spoke distressedly, and was interrupted by another officer with a sneer.

"Never mind him. The surnamed Qin is not someone in power. Could it be that we disobeyed the Ji Palace, and we still need to look at his face as the head of the Weaver Girl House?"

"Yeah, yeah, he's acting perversely himself, Miss Qin will live better if she leaves him, right?"

Someone on the side followed suit.

Feng Shu frowned slightly, and shouted: "Have you all violated the law? Do you want to copy the rules of the officers?"

The guards looked at each other, bowed and said, "This subordinate is guilty."

Feng Shu sighed, and said: "This is the end of the matter, if you don't find Qin Ling and Rong Sang, I'm afraid it will be difficult to give the Qin family and the Wang family an explanation. From today on, you should search for those two people in the city with all your strength. Ruo San If there is still no news in the future, we will decide whether to issue a warrant for arrest."

The guards replied: "Yes!"

They bowed to the wind, and then retreated to carry out their mission.

As soon as Ning Cheng walked out of the Disobedience Hall with everyone, he received a voice transmission from Feng Shu: "Brother Ning, if you find Qin Ling and Rong Sang, what will you do?"

Ning Cheng was taken aback, recalling Qin He's attitude towards Qin Ling, gritted his teeth and said, "I don't know, but I also think it will be better for her if Qin Ling leaves the Qin Mansion."

Feng Shu was silent for a while, and replied: "I understand. Go and do your work."

Ning Cheng scratched his head, and walked out of Wangyun Palace with his colleagues.

The author has something to say:

At this chapter, the Weaver Girl House case is almost over.

This is a somewhat heavy case, although my writing is not mature enough to bring out the sad atmosphere well...

Here are a few BGMs recommended for readers, which can be eaten together with the text (let’s exaggerate the sad atmosphere, the author can’t be the only one who is sad, right):

[-]) "One Prayer to the World" by Mu Han & Master Huang HBY [-]) "Little" by Yang Yige (originally sung by Joey Yung, personally prefer Yang Yige's cover version);

[-]) "Happiness" by Ge Dongqi