When Sikong Qingying came to this world, his father was dead and his mother was seriously ill. In order to cure his mother's illness, he and his brother sold their property. Later, they became destitute. After their mother passed away, they lived in the countryside with their brother until they were killed by Yuchi.
Grandpa found her and asked her to fulfill the marriage.
During this time, she had met many people, but not many people she had close friendships with.
The only person I know who can be considered a Jianghu person is also a middle-aged senior. Speaking of that senior, that senior also put something in his place... Eh!!!
Sikong Qingying's thoughts stopped abruptly, and he immediately got up and rummaged through the boxes and cabinets to find something.
After searching for a long time, I finally found a small mahogany lacquer box at the bottom of a box for clothes. After opening it, a fan-shaped jade pendant with bright green eyes was lying in the middle. Under the jade pendant, there was a piece of extremely thin silk. Sikong Qing
Ying opened the silk, and there was a portrait on it.
The person in the portrait is exactly the same as the killer lying unconscious in the General's Mansion.
I remember that when she first saw this portrait, she praised this man's appearance.
"No wonder...I just said it looks familiar..."
Speaking of her acquaintance with that elder, we have to talk about her brother Gu Wangyan, who was a nearly all-round man. On the day her mother passed away, her brother played her mother's favorite tune, which actually attracted a lot of attention.
The elder climbed over the wall and happened to meet her, and the two got to know each other.
During that time, she and her brother had a very difficult time. The elder would always break in over the wall from time to time, bringing some gifts and so on. The key is that the elder also told her a lot that he was not good at outside.
From what I knew, it was clear that they had nothing in common except her brother Gu Wangyan, but they had a great time chatting with each other, and in the end they became friends forever.
The last time I saw that elder was half a month before Grandpa Yuchi went to find her. The elder looked in a hurry, left these things with her and said he would pick them up later, then left again.
The senior said that if she does not come to pick up this thing in person in the future, then this thing can only be given to the person in the portrait.
Could it be that...this killer is here to get something?
No! If you just took things and came to her directly, why would you be seriously injured?
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Because he had promised that senior back then, Sikong Qingying did not tell anyone about the pendant and portrait.
But she was more concerned about the unconscious killer and would visit him whenever she had time.
Fortunately, the princess and envoy of the Huazhou Dynasty have arrived in Dajing, and Yin Ziheng is a little busy. Otherwise, Yin Ziheng will definitely be unhappy that she is so nice to other men.
After waiting for three days, the killer finally woke up.
However, the killer was indeed a killer. Before Sikong Qingying could react, the other party's slightly cold hands grabbed her neck.
Sikong Qingying couldn't see the other person's expression, but she could feel the other person's cruelty: "Stop... stop, I don't mean any harm."
Lu Jiu's eyebrows were furrowed, and his handsome and upright face was serious and cold. His hands clamped tightly on the chin of the person in his arms. What he touched with his fingers was the warm and delicate skin. What he smelled with the tip of his nose was the good quality of his hair.
Smelling the fragrance, he lowered his head and saw the long black hair.
"Who are you?"
When he asked this question, his eyes like cold stars quickly scanned the surroundings. When he was sure that there was no danger around him and that the person in his arms had little resistance, he relaxed a little.
Sikong Qingying felt dumbfounded. Shouldn't he be the one asking this Mr. Killer?
However, for the sake of her own life, she still cooperated obediently: "My name is Sikong Qingying, and I am half the owner of this place. It's like this... My eldest brother and I picked you up on the road and brought you back. You...
Can you let me go first?"
It turned out to be a lifesaver.
Lu Jiu let go of his hand, his sword eyebrows loosened, but his expression remained cold and stern: "My Lord, Lu Jiu, thank you for saving your life. If you need anything in the future, you can take this token to Xuanming Palace..."
When Sikong Qingying turned his head, his words stopped abruptly.
His eyes like cold stars suddenly lit up, as if some emotion was surging, and he said with some surprise: "Is it you?"
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