something wrong

Last time in that temple, Yan Qitong worshiped devoutly, but in exchange for a nightmare, she didn't think she could get anything this time.The so-called fortune-telling is nothing more than some plausible words, which are used by many people, and most of them are valid.This Zhu Banxian should also be like this.

However, he said something that hit the door directly, and told Yan Qitong to sit there, unable to recover for a long time.

Sang Zi didn't say a word from the beginning to the end, but he had a panoramic view of Yan Qitong's reaction.People who have read medical books can more or less understand some hexagrams, but she is too obsessed with medicine and did not delve into that direction.And there are strange people everywhere in this world, so she also listened to Zhu Banxian's words.

The so-called escape from death, presumably it was the time she swallowed the medicine. If she hadn't saved her by herself, she would have died without a doubt.

It's just that I don't know who the person he mentioned is the one who generates and restrains each other, and why Yan Qitong's life and death are all in someone else's place.Especially when Yan Qitong heard that Zhu Banxian said the last sentence, she instantly showed a shocked look, and she sat there tensely, even Sangzi was curious.

Yan Qitong finally came to her senses, she thought, maybe this Zhu Banxian is really a half-immortal.She leaned forward, just about to speak, but out of the corner of her eye, she saw Sangzi watching coldly.At this time, she regretted asking her to come here, and she didn't want Sangzi to hear the following words.

Sangzi is so smart, she just patted Yan Qitong's hand on the table lightly, and said: "I'll wait for you outside." Then she got up and left.

Zhu Banxian watched Sangzi leave with good eyes, but asked Yan Qitong: "What is her relationship with you?"

"It doesn't matter." Yan Qitong hurriedly replied, and immediately asked again, "Please take a look, Taoist priest, if I want to find my roots, how should I find them?"

Zhu Banxian sighed: "The heavenly secret must not be leaked, that's all I have to say, girl, please think about it."

Yan Qitong almost knocked over the stack of books on the table.Hanging like this, wouldn't that make her feel uneasy from now on?But of course she wasn't like this, she withdrew the pair of seven-colored jade bracelets she had prepared from her wrists, and placed them lightly in front of Zhu Banxian: "I will remember the Taoist priest's words today, and if he still has doubts in the future, I hope the Taoist priest will not refuse."

Zhu Banxian narrowed his eyes and looked at the pair of shining jade bracelets on the table, and said slowly: "Seeing that the girl is so sincere, I will give another word. The roads in this world lead in all directions, but for the girl it is all dark. Only in the east direction, there is a little red weak light, you just look for it, it will always be useful if you think about it.”

East?Does it mean Hongjing's east-facing direction?The scope given by this is too big, and Yan Qitong's heart is just that, if you have money in the future, come again.

After coming out of Zhu Banxian's, Yan Qitong stood by the side of the street, looking at the street scene in Hongjing.The flow of people on the street is naturally more prosperous than the previous places.Originally, since she woke up, there was a big hole in her heart, as if someone stepped on it, and the wind was blowing in it all the time, which made her feel so insecure.Looking up, I am the only one. This is not a rhetoric, it is really lonely.But now my heart is suddenly not so empty, and someone can see myself half-seeing.This feeling was so surprising that she stood there for a long time and still hadn't calmed down the agitation in her heart.

The weak red light should refer to the red light that brought my soul here. Since I can say this, I think it is credible.Now that she has a direction, she can go back naturally, Yan Qitong told herself that if there is hope, it is possible, and if it is possible, she will definitely be able to go back.

As for what Zhu Banxian said about mutual generation and mutual restraint, Yan Qitong thought, how does mutual generation restrain each other, isn't it a contradiction?Where can there be someone who is so contradictory to me, I think it is always a bit exaggerated.

Sure enough, Sangzi was waiting for her in the carriage, and when she saw her coming in, she asked calmly, "Have you solved the confusion in your heart?"

Yan Qitong was a little embarrassed, he was the one who kicked him out just now, so he softened his voice and said: "You can't believe everything, just listen."

Sang Zi nodded, and asked the driver to drive the car to her residence.

Yan Qitong knew that Sangzi used to live in Hongjing, so he didn't ask if the house belonged to her. Anyway, it's good to have a place to live in. In addition, the courtyard is small, only two or three people who work in and out come in and out, so it won't be messy. better.

Sangzi led Yan Qitong into her room, and beside the bed in the room was the painting she took out from Yan's mansion.

Yan Qitong saw that the room was furnished in a simple and elegant way, except for the beautiful ink-colored banner hanging beside the bed, so he stepped forward to look at it.She was afraid that Sangzi would continue to ask about the matter just now, so she looked at the painting carefully, pretending to be very interested and asked: "Did you draw this? I didn't expect your fine brushwork to be very delicate." She thought that Sangzi was only Good at the kind of relatively freehand small paintings.

Sangzi raised her eyebrows slightly, leaning against the door to look at her.

Yan Qitong saw that there were still inscriptions on the painting, so he carefully identified it.It is not an exaggeration to describe the peony flower if it is recognized as the four characters of "national beauty and heavenly fragrance".But she only remembered that Sangzi used to have peony on her head, and she didn't want to have a preference for peony.There is also a seal in the lower left corner of the painting, but it is engraved with complicated characters, which does not look like the word Sangzi, and Yan Qitong did not recognize it in the end.

After watching her for a long time, Sangzi went to the bedside and took out the colorful hairpin from the satchel, and handed it to Yan Qitong: "When I went to your house yesterday, your mother asked me to bring it to you." The pair of bracelets that were still hanging on Yan Qitong's slender wrists in front of the Taoist temple disappeared, and he said after thinking about it, "Did you leave the bracelets to Zhu Banxian?"

"Hmm." Yan Qitong took the hairpin, recognized at a glance that it was the same set of accessories as the pair of bracelets, and said, "I don't have money, so I can't ask questions empty-handed."

"Your mother said this is your favorite set of jewelry," Sang Zi asked, "Do you need me to change it back?"

"No need." Yan Qitong shook his head hastily, turning the colorful hairpin, "Since I took it out, there's no reason to ask it back." In case Zhu Banxian got angry and didn't tell her again, it would be a small loss.

Sangzi stood in front of the painting with her, she sighed and said, "It's a good thing I didn't tell your parents about your amnesia, you don't even know what you painted, if they knew, I'm afraid they would be very sad gone."

When Yan Qitong heard it, cold sweat broke out on her back, colder than Sangzi leaning over her back.She even felt that there was a chill in Sangzi's words, and the meaning of the sigh became weird in an instant.

This painting was actually painted by "Yan Qitong".Yan Qitong's eyes widened and he looked at the seal again, and now he clearly recognized the words "Fengqi Wutong".Whether it is a phoenix or a peony, which one does not mean that the status is precious.I think "Yan Qitong" could no longer use his identity, so he painted peonies, but he was not afraid that the seal would be recognized.

"Hong has national beauty, Yan has heavenly fragrance. National beauty originally refers to your sister Yan Liuguang. I don't know how you felt when you painted this painting." Sangzi looked sideways at Yan Qitong, seeing her pale face, and then She asked with concern, "What's wrong with you, but you're not feeling well?"

Yan Qitong tried not to let his eyes wander, trying to be as calm as possible.The softer Sang Zi spoke, the harder it was for her to breathe.She tried hard to recall how she boldly and unswervingly emphasized her amnesia before, and then said: "I just thought, if my parents stood in front of me, I would not recognize them as if I were looking at this painting, then What should I do?"

Sang Zi laughed.

At one time, she thought that Yan Qitong had really lost her memory, and she also thought that she was just deliberately forgetting the past.Just like what Zhu Banxian said, if she wants to be the second lady in the prime minister's mansion again, she has to give up the peace she has gained now—she thought that Yan Qitong wanted this peace now; Establish a foundation for yourself, be another "Yan Qitong", and live another life.

However, the way she looked at the painting was genuine, and the anxiety she felt now was also genuine, which made her more confused and more interesting the more she looked at it.

Yan Qitong's goosebumps stood up under her clothes from Sangzi's laughter, and she didn't know if she had been fooled for a while, so she could only change the subject and said, "Go to my house and ask what happened."

Sangzi thought for a while and then picked out some words, focusing on the description of Yan Ziliang and Mrs. Yan's love for their daughter.

The trick was dismantled again, and Yan Qitong had to deal with it carefully: "Since you said to let them bear it, no one would know that I am in Hongjing. I actually think that the scar on this face is not healed, Qiu Ying said Fuhou Some makeup is also invisible. I think the matter of the crown princess is as settled as dust, and there will be no more changes. Besides, you should know-I really have no ambitions for the crown princess. Back here in Hongjing, I It's always very uncomfortable, and I think it's not suitable to stay here, lest there will be some troubles." Yan Qitong talked for a long time, thinking that he had made everything clear, and looked at Sangzi eagerly.Just didn't say, I want to go, I want to go.

Sang Zi pondered for a moment, then shook his head: "I can't leave now, so you can't either."

Yan Qitong's heart skipped a beat, and she finally felt a sense of disappointment. She held her breath and asked softly, "Why can't you leave, and I can't leave either."

Sang Zi looked at her.Yes, now that I think about it, what was originally a simple relationship between two people has reached the point where she is indispensable.

But who told you to be the one who can save me, at least I have to figure out why you can save me.

"Tomorrow I will change your appearance, you follow me to the palace." Sang Zixu pointed to the room next door, "Go and rest first, you will stay here tonight, I will send someone to talk to Qiu Ying."

Yan Qitong stared: "You know the disguise technique? Since you have the disguise technique, why do you let me wear this veil all the way?"

Sangzi sighed, "Would you like to show half of your face, or cover up your whole face? I'm going to make a mask for you."

Yan Qitong thought that if someone else did special effects, this scar could be easily covered up. After all, he was still behind. After thinking about it, he took two steps, then suddenly turned around and said, "Will you tell me when I go to the palace tomorrow, why can't I?" gone?"

After hesitating for a moment, Sangzi nodded slowly.

Yan Qitong breathed a sigh of relief, and when he was about to walk to the door, he turned his head abruptly.

Sangzi's waist softened, she sat on the edge of the bed, and asked helplessly, "What's wrong?"

Yan Qitong asked alertly: "You won't climb into my bed again at night, will you?"

Sangzi was almost suffocated, and even lost the strength to worry, so he said helplessly, "Am I a disciple?"

Yan Qitong thought to himself that you have done a lot of things that Dengtuzi did, I'm afraid you don't know it yourself, looking back at Sangzi, you just stared at her, as if asking why you didn't leave, but you were indifferent, so you hummed , closed the door and left.