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Chapter 144 Sorry

Looking for memories, I came to Zhang Fang’s village.

Qiao Qixin asked several people before arriving at Zhang Fang's current home.

She stood at the door, her hands nervous as she prepared to knock.

"Huh? Who are you? Why are you standing in front of my house?"

Suddenly a voice came from behind.

Qiao Qixin turned around and saw a man dressed as a village woman standing behind her carrying a basket of vegetables.

"Are you Zhang Fang?" The person in front of her looked familiar, but Qiao Qixin didn't dare to confirm.

"It's me, what's wrong? Do I recognize you?" Zhang Fang said carelessly.

Qiao Qixin's index finger stirred uneasily behind her back, "I...I am Qiao Qixin."

Zhang Fang was stunned for a moment, then squinted and looked at Qiao Qixin's face carefully, "Huh? It really looks like it. How did you become so white?"

Qiao Qixin was speechless, "I came here this time to invite you to attend the funeral of Brother Zhang and Sister Zhang."

"What? Funeral? Whose?" Zhang Fang frowned and said in disbelief, "My brother and my sister-in-law's funeral?!"

Qiao Qixin nodded with difficulty.

"What's going on? Take me there!" Zhang Fang immediately put down the food basket and grabbed Qiao Qixin's wrist.

Qiao Qixin was pulled painfully, but she did not break free.

The two came to the funeral procession.

Qiao Qixin lowered her eyes, "The coffin on the left is Brother Zhang, the one on the right..."

"Is she my sister-in-law?" Zhang Fang said.

Qiao Qixin shook her head gently, "Also, Brother Zhang and Sister Zhang's children."

"What!" Zhang Fang yelled, and immediately rushed forward to open the coffin.

Liu Zhan quickly grabbed her collar to prevent her from rushing up.

Zhang Fang turned her artillery fire on Qiao Qixin and said angrily, "What's going on! You can't leave until you tell me clearly today!"

Liu Zhan grabbed Zhang Fang's collar tightly.

At this time, Zhang Fang was like an angry lion. Once she was freed from restraint, she would rush forward and tear Qiao Qixin into pieces.

Qiao Qixin looked at Liu Zhan quietly, "Liu Zhan, let her go."

"Huh?" Liu Zhan frowned. Although he was confused, he still let go of Zhang Fang.

But her hands were still hanging in the air to prevent Zhang Fang from suddenly losing control.

Qiao Qixin took a deep breath and objectively stated everything on the road to Zhang Fang.

Finally, she bent down and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't protect them well."

"Everyone is dead! What's the use of saying this!" Zhang Fang roared angrily.

Qiao Qixin, who did not get up, only felt a gust of wind coming, and the next second, a fist hit her on the back firmly.

The force was too great, and Qiao Qixin's body had not yet fully recovered, so she fell to the ground before she could stand firmly.

"Qixin!" Liu Zhan stepped forward quickly and directly pressed Zhang Fang to the ground, making him unable to move.

"Let go of me! Who are you! Why do you interfere in my family's affairs?" Zhang Fang was pushed to the ground and struggled hard.

Qiao Qixin coughed, and her palms turned bright red.

She climbed up from the ground with difficulty and said hoarsely, "Liu Zhan, let her go."

Liu Zhan looked at Qiao Qixin sternly, "This matter is not your fault!"

"It's my fault!" Qiao Qixin replied, and then she coughed violently.

"Ahem...if I hadn't asked Jia Yulian to come with me...then what happened later wouldn't have happened!" Qiao Qixin's voice was filled with tears.

"That is not foreseeable at all!" Liu Zhan retorted loudly, "If you insist that it is your problem, then cheer up and go to Dali Temple to avenge them!"

"I can't do it!" Qiao Qixin shouted, tears welling up in her eyes.

She fell to the ground, her hair disheveled in front of her forehead.

"I'm so tired, I'm so tired!" Qiao Qixin cried and beat the ground.

"What's the use of crying! Can my brother and sister-in-law be resurrected!" Zhang Fang stared at Qiao Qixin fiercely and said viciously, "Why, why did you survive? Why did you survive!"

"I also want to know why I survived!" Qiao Qixin looked at Zhang Fang without fear.

Resentment, self-blame...all kinds of complex emotions are intertwined in my heart.

"Do you think you are the only one suffering? I am the one who is suffering the most!" Qiao Qixin gritted her teeth and said, "I haven't slept for three days. I have been wondering why it wasn't me who died, why it wasn't me who died!"

"Sister Zhang and Brother Zhang are the most important and best people to me. Do you think I want to kill them?"

"Then why don't you die!" Zhang Fang looked at Qiao Qixin bitterly.

Qiao Qixin sneered, "Do you think I don't want to die? But if I die, who will give Tibetan gifts to Brother Zhang and the others?"

She swallowed even more and stood up unsteadily from the ground.

The clothes are shining in the sun.

"Bury!"

Zhang Fang, who lost control, was thrown back to her home by Liu Zhan.

The burial process went smoothly and there were no surprises.

After setting up a few tables in the village, Qiao Qixin and Liu Zhan rode a horse together to the capital.

Along the way, Qiao Qixin said nothing.

Liu Zhan felt that the atmosphere was too embarrassing, so he took the lead and said, "Do you want to eat pineapple cake?"

"No, thank you." Qiao Qixin replied.

The atmosphere was awkward.

After a while, Qiao Qixin suddenly said, "How much do you know about the Jia family?"

Liu Zhan pondered for a moment, "The Jia family is a local gangster in Bianliang City. Most outsiders who know the inside story of his family have been killed."

"Haha, it is indeed the Jia family's style...any more?"

"The Li Mansion was raided, and the Jia family's hands and feet were cleaned up more and more, so there was less and less information available, almost none," Liu Zhan said.

"What you Dali Temple did is really cowardly." Qiao Qixin couldn't hold back and said sarcastically.

Liu Zhan did not refute, nor was he annoyed. Instead, he agreed with Qiao Qixin's words.

"My master can't say anything in front of officials, so those corrupt officials don't take Dali Temple seriously."

Qiao Qixin nodded, "Can you send me to Fusheng Inn? I don't want to live in your house anymore. It's too troublesome for Mother He."

"Okay." Liu Zhan understood that Qiao Qixin wanted to be alone.

He rode his horse to Fusheng Inn.

"Oh~ Mr. Liu, this battle is really big. I can hear these majestic horse hooves from a long way away... Huh?" Jin Yan walked out of the door and saw Qiao Qixin on the horse.

"We meet again." Qiao Qixin said.

Jin Yan looked blankly at Qiao Qixin, then at Liu Zhan, then she quickly moved to Liu Zhan's side and whispered, "Are you attracted to her?"

Liu Zhan rolled his eyes at Jin Yan, "She will join Dali Temple in one day to become a government painter."

"Huh? Isn't your Dali Temple very relaxed? Why are you recruiting people? Hey, what do you think of me?" Jin Yan poked Liu Zhan, saying that she also wanted to join in the fun.

Liu Zhan ignored Jin Yan.

night falls

Qiao Qixin sat in front of the window in the guest room of Fusheng Inn, quietly looking at the street below.

The aroma of kebabs is coming from a distance... Huh? No, why does it seem to be coming from outside the door?

Qiao Qixin subconsciously looked at the door. The next second, the door was pushed open, and a handsome face poked through the crack in the door.

"Ah, you haven't slept yet?" Jin Yan said with a smile, not caring whether she broke into someone else's room.

Qiao Qixin was too lazy to care. She looked out the window and said "hmm".

Can't sleep, insomnia.

Jin Yan, who forced Liu Zhan to ask about Qiao Qixin's affairs, came to her side holding a meat skewer.

She ate one skewer herself first, then stuffed the other two skewers into Qiao Qixin's hands, "If you don't have enough, come back to me. I saw you ate so little just now, so you must not be full."

Qiao Qixin picked up the meat skewers and took a bite.

The sizzling and oily meat skewers were like tasteless rubber in her mouth.

No desire to chew.

Qiao Qixin finished the meat skewers in three mouthfuls, "Thank you."

Jin Yanhao put his arms around Qiao Qixin's shoulders without being seen, and comforted, "Life is unpredictable. Although some things are painful, we should not forget them, but we should not let them become shackles that imprison us."

Qiao Qixin glanced at Jin Yan, then lowered her eyes and said, "I know, but I can't do it."

Jin Yan patted Qiao Qixin on the shoulder and said, "Sister, I understand you."

The two of them sat together in front of the window until the barbecue stall on the street closed. Jin Yan finally couldn't sit still.

She tilted her head and fell asleep on Qiao Qixin's shoulder.

Qiao Qixin was silent for a moment, then hugged Jinyan's waist and dragged her to the bed.

She couldn't sleep tonight anyway, and the bed was empty as well.

When Qiao Qixin moved Jinyan to the bed and was about to sit back on the chair, her wrist was grabbed.

Before I could react, I felt my eyes spinning and my body felt soft.

"Why are we leaving? Let's sleep together." Jin Yan looked at Qiao Qixin with a smile.

Qiao Qixin was a little confused, but she still said, "I'm not sleepy."

"It's time to go to bed at night. No matter if you're sleepy or not, just close your eyes first." As she said that, Jin Yan put her arms around Qiao Qixin's upper body, then buried her face in her neck, and fell asleep in a short while.

Qiao Qixin, who originally planned to leave as soon as Jinyan fell asleep, found that Jinyan was very strong even when she fell asleep.

She pushed Jin Yan's arm several times and found that she couldn't push it.

There was no response even when I called Jinyan Jinyan.

Qiao Qixin had no choice but to stare at the ceiling.

Birdsong could be heard from time to time, and Jin Yan's regular breathing also rose and fell in her ears.

Like the most effective lullaby.

Unknowingly, my consciousness began to blur and sink...

There was a cry of hawking in the street.

Qiao Qixin slowly opened her eyes, feeling a little tight in her chest.

After regaining consciousness, he realized that his chest was tight due to being pressed by Jin Yan's arm.

She moved her body and quietly escaped from Jin Yan's arms.

"Huh? You're awake - won't you sleep for a while?" Jin Yan also rubbed her eyes and sat up from the bed.

Qiao Qixin shook her head.

Although my head was still heavy and heavy, my sleepiness had disappeared without a trace.

"Haha - I'm going to wash up. Remember to come down and have breakfast later." Jin Yan lazily ordered, then stretched herself and left Qiao Qixin's room.

Qiao Qixin went downstairs after washing up.

The waiter Shuanzi has already prepared breakfast on the table.

Qiao Qixin still had no appetite, so she took a steamed bun and went back to the room.

She sat in front of the bed, staring at the busy streets below her feet, breaking the bun into small pieces and putting them in her mouth.

This state lasted for a long time, and it was not until she boarded the carriage to Dali Temple that Qiao Qixin began to get better.

"Are you comfortable staying at Fusheng Inn?" Liu Zhan asked.

Qiao Qixin nodded, "Jinyan is very good to me."

In order to let herself sleep, Jinyan would come over and tie herself to the bed every noon and night.

Liu Zhan nodded, "I told Master that after you enter, there will be a special person to take you. The specific process is to let you draw a painting. If you pass the test, you can officially become a government painter."

"good."

Yesterday, Qiao Qixin dragged Jinyan outside to bring her pen and ink, and she also practiced a few of them.

The foundation is still there, so passing the test will not be a problem.

The carriage stopped in front of Dali Temple.

Qiao Qixin got out of the car and looked up at the magnificent building in front of her.

“So stylish.”

"It's just grand on the surface, but I don't know what kind of chaos it is on the inside." Liu Zhan sighed.

However, there are advantages to internal chaos. For example, the government painter could get Qiao Qixin in just by telling the inside.

After entering Dali Temple, a person dressed as a student greeted me.


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