Soft and cute female mage

Chapter 92 Familiar Handwriting

Today, Fang Ling was thinking of ways to make Fu Sheng happier.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Zhao suddenly came to visit.Apart from his wives and concubines, Mr. Zhao is diligent and fair and never bends the law for personal gain in matters of great right and wrong. He can be regarded as a good official.

He has no airs on weekdays.A few days ago, I returned to Yuanchuan Town due to business. I heard that Fang Changqing and Liu Cuiyun were both well, so I made a special trip to visit.

Firstly, he came to visit Fang Changqing, and secondly, he brought documents to complete the files of the previous case.After all, Liu Cuiyun had been in a coma before and could not record his statement.

Mr. Zhao is regarded as a member of the party in Min Chuan, and he cannot be neglected.The document took Liu Cuiyun to make up the dossier by himself.Mr. Zhao and Fang Changqing drank tea in the front hall.

Fang Ling owed Mr. Zhao a lot of favors for what happened last time, so he also came to the front hall to express his thanks in person.

Mr. Zhao hadn't seen Fang Ling for a long time, but at first sight he saw Fang Ling through a veil, and he described that he lost a lot of weight, and even his voice became hoarse and coarse.

Thinking of what happened to Qin Xianghe a month ago, I couldn't help sighing:
"I didn't expect that the girl is also an infatuated person. It's a pity that she was infatuated but she paid for it wrongly. I think that Qin Xianghe swore in my house that day that he was in love with you and had already promised to you for life. But when he turned around, he not only got engaged to Liu Cuiyun first, but also later He was even more entangled with the Zhou family.

In the end, he was to blame for being buried in a sea of ​​flames.

Girl, don't be too sad, because it's not worth it for this kind of person to haggard like this. "

Fang Ling recalled Qin Xianghe's remarks that day when he deliberately linked himself with Mr. Zhao because he had seen through Mr. Zhao's mind.Now I'm afraid I can't explain it clearly, so I can only follow his words:
"Thank you for your concern, sir. It will take some time to forget everything we have gone through. Now that this person has passed away, it's okay not to mention it."

Yue Xun originally played a game of chess in the backyard.Hearing that Lord Zhao from the state capital was coming, he remembered that Fang Ling had mentioned that a certain Lord had wanted to ask her to be his concubine, so he found a place closer to the front hall to play the game again.

Now, after hearing Mr. Zhao's words, I just realized that there was such a thing in it, I frowned slightly, hesitated for a moment, and slowly settled down.

In the evening, Fang Ling was holding the half volume of the book that was burned by Yue Xun that day to study the remnants of soul quenching.Although I have experienced it once, I still don't know the reason.I always feel that this is like living up to the heart-wrenching pain of the day.

But helplessly, most of them have been destroyed, leaving only a few words and phrases that are ultimately incomprehensible.When she was racking her brains, she saw Yue Xun come in when the curtain moved at the door.

Fang Ling was taken aback, and hurriedly hid the book in the quilt behind him, and said in a panic, "What's wrong? Fusheng is bothering you again?"

"What trouble do you think he can find me for?"

"What's that?"

"Playing chess, by the way, remind you to repay me."

These days I have been worrying about my life, but I forgot about this matter.

But even if he asked himself to cook and wait for orders, it would not be a matter of one or two days. After all, his right arm had not fully grown yet, and he would not be able to hold a spoon for a while.

Fang Ling got up and was about to say this, but he suddenly stared at him and said, "Don't move!"

"what happened?"

Fang Ling asked, standing motionless obediently.

"My eyebrows are tangled."

Yue Xun picked up the Qingque Toudai on the table with one hand, and pushed her to sit beside the bed.He leaned down and traced her carefully.

"Actually, there's no need to be so troublesome, and I don't go out. It doesn't matter if it's ugly or not."

"It looks like it's broken."

"That's not the case, I just feel like I can't describe it, and I think both sides are ugly."

Fang Ling thought about his current face, no matter how much he whitewashed it, it would not look good, so he said.

Not wanting to think that Yue Xun seemed to be mistaken, he asked inexplicably: "Oh? Is Qin Xianghe's description beautiful?"

But Fang Ling obviously didn't understand this deep meaning, but he was just surprised how he suddenly mentioned Qin Xianghe, presumably he heard Fu Sheng or her father mentioned it.

In fact, Qin Xianghe is very concerned about his appearance, and every time he goes out, he must be neatly organized.

Since she came from an opera background, she must be very good at eyebrow makeup.Although I have never seen him in appearance, but from the way Qin Xianghe looks proud every time he mentions it, he must be pretty good at it.

Then he said in a daze: "It should be extremely beautiful."

Hearing this, Yue Xun paused for a moment, then drew a few strokes vigorously, and said:

"All right."

Fang Ling was not good at playing chess at all, and a game of chess was chaotic and boring.

Yue Xun usually doesn't talk much, and today it is surprisingly less.Those originally deep eyes seemed to be separated by thousands of rivers and mountains, which made people more and more puzzled.

Fortunately, Fusheng soon asked him and the two of them to have dinner.I saw that Fu Sheng didn't leave after finishing speaking, staring at Fang Ling's face, hesitating to speak with an extremely complicated expression in his big round eyes.

Fang Ling asked puzzledly, "What's wrong?"

"Sister, have you given up on yourself so much now?"

Fang Ling looked at Fu Sheng inexplicably.

Fu Sheng saw that her eyebrows were entangled and stuck to her face like two caterpillars.With such makeup, she can be at ease, playing chess and chatting calmly.Thinking about it, I'm afraid it's because of his appearance.He simply didn't say any more, and entered the front hall with the two of them.

Fang Changqing and Liu Cuiyun were shocked when they saw Fang Ling at first, although they knew that Fang Ling had suffered a lot for them in the past month or so.You Qi heard that in order to save them, he also tried poison and medicine, which not only collapsed his body, but also left him with such a bleak face.

But now even the aesthetic taste has suddenly taken such a sharp turn, which is really hard to understand.

Fang Ling looked suspicious. For some reason, everyone seemed to be a little strange today.It was Cuiyun's sister-in-law who leaned over and whispered a few words before Fang Ling left the table in embarrassment and entered the room.

After a while, Fang Ling rushed out with big strides and shouted at Yue Xun:

"But you did something good?"

"Didn't you say it doesn't matter if you're ugly or not?"

Yue Xun didn't intend to shirk.

"So you're blatantly teasing me like this?"

"It's not a trick, it's just that the skills are inferior to others."

After finishing speaking, he didn't eat any food, so he left the table.

A few people, big and small, were left looking at each other, and then they all turned to look at Fang Ling, not knowing how she provoked this cold-faced evil star.Even Fang Ling himself was puzzled, seeing Yue Xun's expression as if he was wronged.

Yue Xun went back to his room and took out a half-burnt letter paper.

When Yue Xunshi just entered the room, he saw that Fang Ling was hiding something in a panic, but unexpectedly a corner of a yellowed paper was exposed outside.I thought it might be the letter between her and that Qin Xianghe, so I pretended to draw eyebrows and took it.

Unexpectedly, it was indeed a letter that I opened now, but this letter was neither from Qin Xianghe nor had anything to do with Fang Ling.

The yellowed paper is obviously old, and the whole text is severely damaged, most of the handwriting is only a few words, and it is impossible to know the original appearance of its content.

But on the withered yellow paper, the straight and round handwriting was so familiar. One was Taoist Master Yi Tan's handwriting, while the other's handwriting was the most familiar to him in his life.

Although he could only speak a few words due to being burned by fire, it can be vaguely seen that the first half was full of hateful words of attack, and the purpose seemed to be to ask for something.

And the last two lines seemed to be sent by Daoist Yi Tan with a feeling, and added later.Although there were not many words, these words were carved into Yue Xun's flesh and blood stroke by stroke like a sharp knife.

"...On the top of the full moon, the dragon of Qianyuan, drink wine to dissipate the breath, and regret in this life. A big mistake has been made. Although I spend the rest of my life, there is no way to redeem my sin. In this life, I only hope that my soul will not enter the fairyland, not fall into reincarnation, and be locked up. Soul to soul, to comfort my brother's resentful spirit..."

Yue Xun's face was pale, and the thin paper he was holding tightly was as heavy as a thousand catties.

The bloody fragments in my mind involuntarily surfaced.The cries of those people, the cries of children, the desperate eyes, and the moon-watching peak where the blood flowed like a river.

The bloody scene often spread from the depths of his memory, dyeing his eyes red, reminding him that those bloody figures were still struggling.

However, the many times of soul tempering and soul refining caused his memory to become disordered and he forgot a lot. He could only remember these fragmented fragments and the bone-deep pain that was engraved in his heart.

But he doesn't believe it!He didn't believe it when everyone in Yunxiao Palace said it unanimously, but now that the yellowed paper is in front of his eyes, he still can't believe it.

For a long time, what he was looking for under the pseudonym Yue Xun was never this answer.But now, whether the answer is what he wants or not, I am afraid there is no need to stay.

On the second day, it was already three poles high, but Yue Xun hadn't shown up yet.

I wonder if he is still angry?Speaking of which, she was the one being teased, shouldn't she be even more angry?

After thinking about it again and again, Fang Ling thought to himself, what do I care about with such a narrow-minded person?
So he paced and wandered outside the door for a long time, but there was no movement at all.With Yue Xun's hearing ability, he wouldn't be deaf, right?Finally unable to hold back, Fang Ling cheekily coughed twice.However, there was still no movement.

Fang Ling was in a hurry, pushed the door open and said, "Yue Xun, why are you getting more and more hypocritical?"

However, what Ling Fang Ling never expected was that the house was empty.A delicate white porcelain medicine bottle was placed on the table, and there was a paper prescription next to it, which seemed to record a medicine called Jingsui Pill.

The Marrow Pure Pill purifies the soul. This seems to be medicine for yourself.

Fang Ling suddenly panicked. Could it be that Yue Xun had left?

Three days later, Fang Ling finally confirmed that Yue Xun had indeed left without saying a word.Without leaving a single word, he just left without saying goodbye.

He once said that he had wandered in the rivers and lakes for half his life, and perhaps this place was just a corner of the rivers and lakes he had wandered in for him, and it was no different from other places.

A person like him who has no desires and desires may not have an emotion called caring.

Fu Sheng regretted a little, thinking that in the end he was the one who dragged his sister down and drove his brother-in-law away.From then on, Fang Lingyan began to obey him again, and he became that well-behaved, sensible, cute little Fusheng again.

Although sometimes I feel dissatisfied in my heart, but my mouth is always good.

But one thing that makes Fusheng particularly happy is that his sister's skin has gradually become smoother and smoother, her hair has gradually become normal, and even her voice has become clearer and clearer.

She was finally slowly changing back to her former self.

But Fang Ling was not happy at all, but rather puzzled.Since Yue Xun had the Pure Marrow Pill, a soul-purifying drug that could suppress the internal elixirs of Zhu Jian, why didn't he give it to himself earlier?
Do you just think it's fun to tease her?

Thinking about it this way, I feel that it is very similar to Yue Xun's style, who always likes to play tricks on people in a serious manner.

(End of this chapter)