Chapter 3
Youyou said: "After a few days when your injury recovers, you will enter the palace, everything will be messed up if you are not in the palace.

It was indeed my mistake that the secret sentry was picked this time, but you can rest assured that I did not make it easier for the person who hurt you. "

After speaking, he looked at Wen Yin suspiciously, and said, "I didn't expect you to be so incompetent, such a small character could hurt you like this.

You have always been clever, the Pavilion Master of Lingyan Pavilion is not short of candidates, and I don't need useless people. "

After finishing speaking, he stopped looking at Wenyin and turned to tell the door: "Good life to take care of Pavilion Master, I will let go of the previous negligence, and I will see a good Pavilion Master Xu in five days."

"Qingxuan (Zichen) will definitely live up to your high hopes!

Xu Yanwenyin was lying on the bed bored, thinking about what to do next?
How can I quickly enter the current role without being seen by others.

What a tangled issue!

People who have time traveled from ancient times to the present generally use amnesia as the starting point for rebirth, and there is no excuse for amnesia if they are not lucky.

And right now, it seems that my identity is not simple, so how can I prevent people I know around from seeing my flaws?

In fact, it is to create an opportunity for amnesia, such as accidentally bumping into a wall or falling into the water.

But are those risks? If one is not careful and dies, then the gain outweighs the loss!

Looking at the beams on the ceiling, Wenyin is struggling with the "amnesia" countermeasure.

Suddenly, the crossbeam began to loosen, wobbly and seemed to have a tendency to fall.

Without further ado, Wenyin immediately jumped out of bed and ran out of the room. This is no joke. Even if she wanted to have an accident and pretend to have amnesia, she wouldn't have to find such a thick beam to smash it.

This smash is bound to be either dead or disabled.

Just one step away from the door, a sword directly pierced the door and brushed across Wenyin's face, and then a masked man in black stood in front of her with a sword.

The man in black exuded a cold and stern aura all over his body, staring coldly at the woman in front of him, and slowly raised his hand...

Seeing the point of the sword brushing against her face dangerously, Xu Yanwenyin's heart stopped beating for a moment. Seeing the man in front of him raise his hand, he turned around and ran away in a bad mood.

Hearing a cold snort behind him, the man in black moved in front of him again in an instant, looking at him mockingly.

(End of this chapter)

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