Chitose words

I don't know why, but from that day on, a force that was neither strong nor weak suddenly came into Fu Jingci's heart, which supported her weak and broken body again.

In the end, she actually relaxed her breath and took back the foot that had already half-stepped into the Palace of Hell.

Later, Fu Jingci spent more and more time awake, and the blood clots in her skull after falling off the cliff gradually dissipated, and she finally could see clearly what her two "little benefactors" looked like.

I didn't expect them to be so young, about the same age as her.

More than half a year later, her leg bones and meridians were finally reshaped under the influence of the unique inner strength method "Jialuo Heart Sutra", and she was able to get up and walk again.

The two things that Fu Jingci prioritized after he was able to walk and move were: one was to learn from Han Changsheng which pawn shop Ling went to when he pawned the jade pendant given to him by his master, and then Secretly, he used an unmarked piece of warm jade on his body to redeem Ling You's jade pendant.

The other thing was that she quietly carried the two of them back to the bottom of the cliff of Shenxian Ridge alone, trying to find the sword she had accidentally lost.

It's a pity, maybe there was too long of a gap, and her mind was not very clear after falling off the cliff that day, so she never saw the "mountains, rivers, sun and moon" after all.

I don’t know where it is now or whether it has found a good owner again.

Still somewhere in the mountains, in the crevices of wild rocks and cliffs, letting the wind and rain blow, waiting for the end of the sword to become dusty and rusty.

In the midsummer of the third year of Jingan, Ling You and Han Changsheng looked at the face of the girl who had contracted a "strange disease" and had an increasingly terrifying blue-black "birthmark" after more than half a year of recuperation, and they did not dislike it at all.

"I am Ling You."

"My name is Han Changsheng."

When Ling You and Han Changsheng asked her what her name was, Fu Jingci was silent for a moment, then raised his head and said with a smile:
"My last name is 'Xie', and the only word is 'Zhao'. You can call me whatever you want."

In the future, the world will change in all directions, and there will no longer be the "Thousand-year-old Sword Immortal" Fu Jingci.

From now on, she is Xie Zhao.

They frowned again and asked: "How old are you? How could you fall to the bottom of the cliff and be so seriously injured? Where is your family?"

Xie Zhao answered with a smile: "I am 17 years old. I encountered strong men while walking on the mountain road. I was injured by them. I panicked and accidentally fell off the cliff. As for my family, they are all gone."

Actually, she lied.

It was the third year of Jing'an when Ling You and Han Changsheng picked her up, and she was already eighteen years old at that time.

But how much she hoped that the day that was supposed to be her birthday on the fifth day of the first lunar month of the third year of Jingan's life would never come.

So subconsciously, she actually blurted out that she was one year younger.

But that's okay, it doesn't matter.

Fortunately, Ling He and Han Changsheng had no doubts. They only assumed that she was 17 years old when they picked her up, so they still thought that Xie Zhaocai was actually the same age as the two of them.

Now in the fourth year of Jing'an, they are already nineteen.

Han Changsheng got pregnant in October of the fourth year of Jing'an, and Ling or he will get pregnant half a month later at the end of November.

And in two months' time, it will be the fifth day of the first lunar month of the fifth year of Jing'an. Logically speaking, Xie Zhao should also reach the top.

Unfortunately, they didn't know, and she never wanted to celebrate her birthday again.

Perhaps Xie Zhao had been silent for too long this time, so even though Han Changsheng had promised repeatedly not to interrupt her, he couldn't help breaking his promise and asking:

"Hey, Azhao, what are you thinking about? You just said that when you first held the sword, you would lose nine times out of ten in a fight with Lu Shangque. What happened next?

Why did you just start to say something, then stop saying it, and instead started to stay silent? "

Xie Zhao came back to his senses and suddenly raised his head to meet the slightly concerned and worried eyes of the three people in front of him.

She laughed and shook her head, pulling her thoughts away from the memories of the past, and said calmly:
"Later on, Lu Shangque naturally returned to Zhaoge City! He is the sword attendant of the 'Thousand-year-old Sword Immortal', and he will naturally follow the 'Thousand-year-old Sword Immortal'.

It was only when I was a child that I was lucky enough to meet with my distant cousin of the Xie family in Xunyang for a few days.

Lushangque might just be bored living in Xunyang, and he just pretends to be coaxing children. "Han Changsheng's eyes lit up and he said:
"So, he is the Xie family of Xunyang who followed the 'Thousand-year-old Sword Immortal'? Then have you ever met the 'Thousand-year-old Sword Immortal'!"

He said excitedly: "So you and the 'Thousand-year-old Sword Immortal' are similar in age, and she seems to be only one year older than you. Didn't your cousin send you to be the companion of the 'Thousand-year-old Sword Immortal' for a few days?" ?”

"What are you thinking?"

Xie Zhao helplessly held his forehead and said half truthfully:

"That time the 'Thousand-year-old Sword Immortal' returned to the Xie family's ancestral home in Xunyang in the first month of the lunar month to pay homage to the ancestors of the empress, a married woman, on the orders of Empress Xiaochun.

She has so many things to do every day, where can she stay for a long time?What's more, my cousin is just a small steward of a villa in the Xie family in Xunyang. Because Lu Shangque was a servant of the Xie family when he was young, his cousin took care of him for a few days when he was a child, so he is a bit thin-faced. An old flame struck up a conversation with him - as for the 'Thousand Years Sword Immortal', how could my cousin have the chance to meet him? "

Han Changsheng touched his chin and said thoughtfully:

"That's right, and Her Majesty Chitose is definitely different from ordinary boudoir ladies. She doesn't need a maid to accompany her to the garden to catch butterflies.

Therefore, even if your cousin can strike up a conversation with the 'Thousand-year-old Sword Immortal', she won't need the company of a little maid like you."

In the past two years, Xie Zhao, who has enjoyed walking around gardens and admiring the scenery, and even felt at home in Yu Wenxin's mansion, felt deeply that he seemed to be being cared for.

She raised the corner of her lips with a smile, revealing a sharp little tiger tooth, and gritted her teeth and squeezed out a sentence:

"You are the fucking maid who plays with me!"

Han Changsheng "tsk", he stared at Xie Zhao in shock and said:
"Hey! Ah Zhao, you are a little ignorant of praise! If you can be a maid for the 'Thousand-year-old Sword Immortal', I will be happy!"

Xie Zhao immediately said "Hey".

She looked him up and down, raised her eyebrows and said to him:

"Oh? What's the matter? We, Young Master Han, don't even bother to be the chief disciple of the Nanxu High Priest?"

Han Changsheng chuckled and said shyly:

"I am a very good person, but I am not that picky.

I am willing to accept any of the two from the Shentai Palace to have me by my side. "

Xie Zhao glanced at him coolly and said without a smile:

"Then you are still weird."

Ling You had been quiet and stood aside without interrupting, until now he frowned slightly and opened his mouth to ask a particularly sharp question.

His voice at this time was filled with hidden anger, and it was almost a bit colder than the northwest wind in the north in mid-November.

"Xie Zhao, don't worry about life and death anymore! I personally took care of your injuries at that time. It's clear that the person who did it didn't hold back.

——The remaining sword energy on the sword wound is awe-inspiring and full of killing intent. The sword of Lu Shangque is definitely aiming to kill you!

Since your distant cousin once took care of Shangque when he was a child on the road to Golden Terrace, and he had met you a few times when you were a child, why would he kill you so cruelly? "

There was silence in the pavilion for a moment.

A sudden gust of north wind suddenly blew off the cloak and hat on the top of Xie Zhao's head, revealing her elegant and pure appearance with a strong and sincere expression, fine texture and even flesh.

After a moment, Xie Zhao suddenly turned around and walked towards the horse tied under the pillars outside the pavilion, leaving only one sentence.

"Let's get on with it, that's the next question."

She had only promised to tell them how she and Lu Shangque met.

As for other
They weren't supposed to know that much.