"Sunny light!" Fan Mushuang stared at the cat without blinking, and said without hesitation.

Qingguang is her god!

"Who do you want to be with forever?" Gu Yanfei asked again.

"Sunny light!" Fan Mushuang repeated again.

Sunlight is her faith!

Gu Yanfei gently stroked his small and delicate chin with his index finger, and sighed leisurely: "It seems that this love Gu is just like this."

Fan Beiran: “…”

Gu Yuan: “…”

The two old men were stunned, unable to believe their eyes, and always felt that the style of painting had become too fast.

Gu Yanfei raised his hand and made a gesture. Juan Biyi next to him opened a needle bag with cleverness and lit a candle.

Gu Yanfei took a silver needle from the needle bag, burned it with candle fire, and stabbed it on the Dazhui point on the back of Fan Mushuang's neck.

The silver needle nearly two inches long was slowly penetrated, and in the end only half an inch of the needle was exposed outside the skin.

Fan Beiran's pupils shrank slightly, and he shrank his neck with empathy. He felt very distressed and held his breath and calmed down.

He wanted to ask Gu Yanfei, but he didn't dare to ask, for fear of disturbing her.

That nervous mood had nowhere to rest, Fan Beiran could only turn to look at Gu Yuan, thinking that his good brother would definitely understand his brother's mood, right?

In response to this, Gu Yuan's reaction was to hand him a plate of candied fruit from the side.

Fan Beiran stuffed two carved plum balls into his mouth regardless of the care. The pickled green plum fruit made his facial features wrinkled together, and his heart tightened into a ball.

Fan Mushuang seemed to be unaware of it, and all his attention was placed on the cat in front of him, wishing he could serve his body and heart.

"Okay." Gu Yanfei's voice sounded quickly.

OK?! Fan Beiran quickly looked at it carefully, but saw that the silver needle was still on Fan Mushuang's back neck.

He just watched Gu Yanfei pull out the silver needle bit by bit, and his heart was lifted up little by little...

Fan Beiran swallowed, and subconsciously grabbed the carved plum ball and stuffed it into his mouth.

The thin silver needle was still pulling out, one inch, two inch, three inch... The needle end was stained with some red blood.

At this time, Fan Beiran also realized something was wrong. The silver needle was obviously only two inches long.

He stood up holding the candied plate, walked one step closer to Gu Yanfei and Fan Mushuang, and then another step.

As he approached, Fan Beiran saw clearly.

The silver needle is still only two inches long, and a thin long worm is connected to the end of the silver needle. The white long worm is almost transparent in the sun.

The long worm was still dyed with a little blood. No, it was not blood, it was strands of red silk, like red threads.

When the two-inch-long worm was pulled out of the girl's skin, only a red dot was left at the Dazhui point.

Gu Yanfei pinched the silver needle in his hand and shook it, and the long worm stabbed at the end of the needle also shook it twice, as if it was dead.

"Miwu~"

Cats like insects the most, especially those that can move, so they don’t bother drinking water. The cat’s eyes are staring at the Gu insect pinched in Gu Yanfei’s hand with shiny eyes.

The cat rubbed Gu Yanfei's elbow cutely, and his voice was soft and glutinous.

Gu Yanfei shook the silver needle again, and the long insect suddenly twisted its body and took off from the needle...

The bird flower cried out in a daze, and the cat jumped down from the coffee table and slapped the insect with one claw. It was fierce, fast and accurate, and its movements were agile, sensitive and graceful.

“Meow~”

The cat let go of his claws again, and the Gu worm wriggled and wanted to escape, but was slapped by it again. The tip of the claws casually pulled the Gu worm, which caused Juanbi to take another breath.

"Go to play." Gu Yanfei waved his hand and gently sent the cat away.

"Meow Meow Meow!" The cat was angry and felt that its owner had really destroyed the bridge and abandoned it all the time!

After using the cat, just treat it perfunctorily!

Amid the cat's excitement and indignation, Fan Mushuang raised his hand and stroked his forehead, frowned slightly, and looked confused.

"Fifth Sister." Fan Beiran called softly, as if he was afraid of frightening Fan Mushuang. He looked at her without blinking his eyes, cautiously.

When Fan Mushuang heard the sound, he slowly looked at him, and his confused eyes gradually became focused...

Immediately afterwards, Fan Beiran called out again: "Shuangjie'er."

Fan Mushuang looked at her brother in a daze, and her eyes gradually became clear again. It seemed that a layer of gauze that was hidden in her eyes had been removed, and it seemed that her pupils had just been soaked in water, clear and bright, and black and white.

It's completely different from the moment.

"Second brother..." Fan Mushuang's full little mouth opened slightly, and he wanted to say something, but suddenly closed his mouth. The expression on his face was dull, angry, shocked, embarrassed, and tears were gone.

Her expression changed wonderfully, her eyes were also flashing, and she was wandering, and she could not look directly at the others present.

"No!" Fan Mushuang's voice was slightly trembling, and he held his cheeks on both sides of his hands and said repeatedly, "No, no, no!"

The three words "no" in the latter are getting louder and louder.

"Not me, that's not me!"

Fan Mushuang stomped her feet excitedly, with the urge to shake her head wildly, her cheeks flushed red, and even she herself didn't know whether she was too embarrassed or angry at this time.

Is she having a brain cramp or she daydreaming?

The more she wanted to deny it, the more lingering what happened these days came to her mind. Sometimes it was her parents who told her that she had met her third-life lover, sometimes it was her who said she wanted to break the engagement, and sometimes it was her who asked her second brother to elope her...

Those pictures that can be called shame flashed like a dream from last night.

No no no no...

How could she say those words to her family and strangers? Thinking back on what happened these days, she instantly got goosebumps.

The cute little girl's red face looked like a blooming pomegranate flower.

Anyone could see that the little girl must have woken up and the atmosphere in the hall suddenly relaxed.

Fan Beiran strode to Fan Mushuang, rubbed his sister's hair vigorously, and then stopped.

The warm, delicate and soft touch under his palm made him feel relieved.

Great, my sister is fine!

After relaxing, Fan Beiran suddenly burst out laughing.

“Hahahahaha…”

He smiled so hard that he leaned back and forth, even the red gold-skinned hair on his head seemed to tremble. He felt that his sister was so angry that she looked so cute and lively that she should paint it as a souvenir.

Fan Mushuang stomped his feet hard again, and his whole body was already furious.

Fan Beiran was afraid of bullying his sister too much, so he quickly handed the candied plate to Fan Mushuang and said with a smile: "Try this carved plum ball, it tastes good."

The carved plum balls on the plate are carved into plum blossoms, with bright colors and exquisite and cute.

Fan Mushuang swallowed, picked up a carved plum ball and stuffed it into his mouth, savoring the flavor of candied fruit, sour, sweet, crispy and delicious, and a perfect fragrance filled his mouth.

It's so delicious! Fan Mushuang squinted his eyes with satisfaction, his chaoticness, his excitement slightly relieved, and his mood was still a little unstable, as if a fly was buzzing in his heart.

Looking at the brother and sister, Gu Yanfei pursed his lips and chuckled, and asked coldly: "Miss Fan, what do you think of that Young Master Xue now?"

"..." Fan Mushuang almost choked by saliva, and she still had candied fruit in her mouth. Her mouth was sucked tightly, with a strange expression, as if puzzled, and as if she was confused.

She couldn't remember what Xue Lang looked like.

Fan Mushuang thought about it after scrambling his head, but his mind was still in chaos, and the man named Xue was blurred.

She really doesn't remember it.

Then why did she want to marry him in the past few days and elope with him wholeheartedly?!

Fan Mushuang rubbed his eyebrows, and always felt something was wrong.

You're not crazy, right?

"You are not crazy, you have been sucked by someone." Fan Beiran saw her sister's thoughts and immediately said, while gently patting her back, the laughter on her face also calmed down, and asked seriously, "Shuangjie, do you know where the Xue surname is?"

The Fan family also tried to go to Wuliang Temple to find the one with the surname Xue, but they didn't find anyone. Wuliang Temple often takes in some scholars for temporary residence, and the one with the surname Xue was just one of them. Mrs. Fan also asked Fan Mushuang, but Fan Mushuang just said that Xue Lang would come to marry her immediately, and the others were not clear.

Even she couldn't tell what that person looked like.

In her mouth, they seemed to have just passed each other, and they were determined to be in three lives.

While saying that, Fan Beiran was eager to raise his hand to press the sword on his waist, and a murderous intent burst out from his handsome face, who was usually careless.

After being reminded by Fan Beiran, Fan Mushuang had some clues about his chaotic memory. He remembered that Gu Yanfei had just said that she was given a love affair, and remembered again...

By the way!

Fan Mushuang quickly took out a gourd-shaped purse with a big red peony embroidered flower from his arms, and took out a piece of silk paper from his purse, and pinched the silk paper with only two fingers.

"Give."

She threw the silk paper to Fan Beiran in disgust as if she was holding something disgusting.

She looked at the gourd-shaped purse again, and couldn't put it back in her arms, feeling that this once favorite purse was also dirty.

Don't want it!

She threw the purse on the coffee table in disgust, then snatched the candied plate from Fan Beiran, stuffed two carved plum balls into her mouth, allowing the fragrant and sweet taste to fill her mouth.

Fan Beiran quickly opened the neatly folded silk paper, and after taking a look, his thick eyebrows frowned deeply, but he still held back his emotions and looked down, looking at it with a glance.

This is a letter.

It was a letter written by Mr. Xue to Fan Mushuang. In the letter, he first expressed his feelings in vain, and then asked Fan Mushuang to elope with him, and asked her to meet at a house in the west of the city.

Fan Beiran's eyes twitched in anger. He was about to knead the letter, but he felt that this was inappropriate, so he put the silk paper next to the candlelight.

The flames swept into the paper and turned into ashes.

Fan Beiran waved his arm to Gu Yuan and said, "A Yuan, let's catch people!"
Chapter completed!