"The words were brought back by Aunt Xue." Mu Mu said softly.
"Xue Gu?" Feng Jiuer looked at Mu Mu, and another face appeared in her mind.
She remembered that there was a person named Xue Gu in their team that day.
"What she said must be credible?" Feng Jiuer calmed down and asked with raised eyebrows.
"Xuegu has always treated you sincerely, I don't think she is lying."
As soon as Mu Mu finished speaking, his eyes were locked on Zhan Qingcheng.
Seeing the fleeting changes in his eyes, Mu Mu was a little confused.
Could it be said that Xue Gu is not trustworthy?
But even if Xue Gu couldn't believe it, he had already confirmed the secret book, didn't he?
Mu Mu just frowned and had no intention of asking any more questions.
"Since Aunt Xue will not lie to us, then the secret book is not necessarily false, unless she has also been deceived."
Feng Jiuer pursed her lips, looked at Mu Mu and Jian Yi, sat sideways on the bench, looked at the man on the bed again, and sighed lightly.
"Anyway, I want to thank you all. If it weren't for my business, you wouldn't have to go through this muddy water."
Especially him, she was really grateful.
Now watching Zhan Qingcheng, Feng Jiuer is not only moved, but also distressed.
She had forgotten many things, but she always felt that she owed him so much.
"I still can't figure out what happened to me for the time being. Now I just hope that you can take good care of your injuries and wait until the injuries are completely healed."
Feng Jiuer's performance made the atmosphere in the bedroom relax a lot.
Even if the little girl really forgot, at least she still chose to believe them. This is the only gratifying thing.
"Perhaps, if we find the missing half of the picture, we can know whether it is true or false." Jian Yi calmed down and said.
I am very happy, but until now, no one has thought about giving up.
"Yeah." Mu Mu looked away from the little girl.
"The missing half of the picture?" Feng Jiuer frowned, stretched out her hand, and touched her forehead.
Her head hurt, and she didn't know if she remembered many things by herself, or if someone told her about them, but it was all very confusing.
As soon as I thought about it, my head started to hurt again.
"What's wrong?" Three different voices sounded simultaneously in the bedroom.
Although he was a little far away, Jian Yi was the first to come to Feng Jiu'er.
Feng Jiuer took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down.
Jian Yi, who was standing in front of her, Mu Mu, who took a step this way and stopped, and Zhan Qingcheng, who was sitting on the bed and looking at her, still expressionless, didn't say anything.
It seemed that they were all giving her time.
Her breath gradually calmed down, and Feng Jiuer let out a light breath.
Looking at everyone again, her heart felt warm and the pain in her head disappeared in an instant.
Suddenly, Feng Jiuer even admired her former self. How could she have several handsome guys treat her so well at the same time? She was so happy!
However, these three men and one woman, tsk tsk...
Fortunately, Feng Jiuer can be sure that Jian Yi doesn't like her.
As for Mu Mu on the right, she was not sure what his feelings were for her, but Jianyi said that his gray hair was all because of her, and she believed him.
And he...
When her eyes came to Zhan Qingcheng, Feng Jiuer was reluctant to look away.
He must like her, right?
How could a prince not like a prince who left half of his country behind just to accompany her to find some secret book?
Seeing the girl's intoxicated expression, Jian Yi, who was standing closest to Feng Jiu'er, felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.
No matter how you looked at it, it didn't look like something was wrong, and it made him worry in vain.
"Let's go." Jianyi turned around and glanced at Mu Mu.
With him here, they don't know what's the use of staying? Well, they might as well go back and have a good sleep.
At such an important moment, Feng Jiuer really wanted to pinch herself when she saw the handsome guy lost his mind.
"Jianyi." Feng Jiuer reacted suddenly and looked back at the two people who were about to leave.
"What's the missing half of the picture? What's going on?" She seemed to remember that there was this picture, the Mark of the Phoenix.
But did she remember it on her own, or did Jian Yi tell her? She really forgot. But why is there still the missing half of the picture?
Her head hurt, Feng Jiuer bit her lip and refused to think about it, lest everyone worry.
Arriving next to Mu Mu, Jianyi stopped and turned around to take a look.
"Ask him." Anyway, no outsiders came in, so the two of them just talked slowly.
"Zhao Yusheng said that half of the Phoenix Seal picture is missing. If you want to find the secret book, you may have to find the missing picture first." Facing Feng Jiuer, Mu Mu was quite patient.
"Get some rest early, Jianyi and I will just keep watch."
Looking at Zhan Qingcheng, Mu Mu said a word and turned to leave.
Jian Yi raised his eyebrows, said nothing, turned around and followed.
Feng Jiuer watched the two people leave, but didn't know how to persuade them to stay.
It wasn't until the door to the bedroom was closed that she looked back at Zhan Qingcheng.
Unexpectedly, the person who was sitting upright just now stretched his legs and lay back on the bed.
"Nine...uncle." Feng Jiu'er called softly.
"Sleep." Zhan Qingcheng left only one word and closed her eyes.
Feng Jiuer pursed her pink lips and lay down on the bench with a look of unwillingness.
The unwillingness was not because she slept on the bench and he slept on the bed.
She really has amnesia, don't they know that too?
Unexpectedly, she was so willing to believe them, and none of them said a few words.
What is this? Is she really amnesiac? Do they think it's a joke?
Fairy tale-like martial arts secrets, the missing Phoenix imprint, the descendants of the Phoenix clan...
There were too many things in her mind that she couldn't understand, and Feng Jiuer knew that she would definitely keep her eyes open until dawn tonight.
Unexpectedly, her eyes quickly drooped under the familiar aura.
He opened his eyes slightly, glanced at the figure on the bed, and then closed his eyes heavily...
…
In the deep mountains not far from the palace, two figures stood in the woods.
A woman dressed as a nun wears a pure colored dress and a cloth cap of the same color.
Even the simplest clothes can't hide her fine figure and noble temperament.
It's a pity that under the mottled moonlight, this ruined face is so frightening.
On the other side was a woman with the same graceful figure.
The woman was dressed in white, with a white gauze covering her face, revealing only a pair of smart but murderous eyes.
The two of them stood face to face under a towering tree, and the wind around them became more and more arrogant.
Dead branches and leaves, blowing and falling with the wind, surrounded the two of them.
Not to mention the branches and leaves, it seems that not even the dust can get close to these two people.
The wind is getting stronger and stronger, and the surroundings are getting more chaotic.
But there seemed to be a natural protective shield around them, protecting them within it, and even their clothes were not blown up in the slightest.
I don’t know how long it took, but the deep voice of the woman in white sounded.
