He said he was asking, but his tone was firm.
Ji Mao's heart sank. Did he see this?
As if he knew what he was thinking, Fu Tinghao pointed his slender fingers on the stone, "You showed it very clearly. When you met Qingqing, you acted as if you had never learned how to manage emotions as a killer, and your expression was undisguised."
It's just that Fu Tinghao himself didn't do very well. He just sat in the boss's position and commented on Ji Mao's shortcomings, which were clearly exposed.
"So what?" Ji Mao had no expression on his face. "What does the leader want to do here? I guess it's not because of me. I'm not of such great value."
"Yes." Fu Tinghao confirmed his self-awareness and took off the human skin mask on his face, revealing his carved face and his iconic silver-gray eyes. He said slowly, " Qingqing and I have known each other longer than you."
"We were once in love, but later for some reason, she left me. I looked for her for a long time before I found her. I don't want to leave her anymore."
"So don't mind borrowing your deceased brother's identity."
Ji Mao:......
This is the first time I've met this kind of person, and he feels confident in using someone else's identity.
But... Fu Tinghao wanted to use his identity as the eldest brother to be with Shen Lianqing openly? But he also liked Shen Lianqing, and it was absolutely impossible for Fu Tingxiao to use his identity to find him a famous rival.
Ji Mao glanced past him. Fu Tingxiao had already made up his mind. He said, "In exchange of equal value, I will allow you to leave the organization smoothly and stay with her."
Ji Mao shut up. This was indeed what he had been pursuing. After a long silence, he spoke again, "How long."
"In less than three years."
Ji Mao frowned, "It's been too long."
Fu Tinghao stood up from the stone. He brushed Shen Lianqing off his body and threw it into the weeds. His eyes were a little unpredictable, "It's fair and aboveboard. It will be solved completely and there will be no worries."
Ji Mao was startled, but saw that Fu Tinghao only left a figure for him. He raised his hand and put on the human skin mask as he walked.
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Shen Lianqing has recently rekindled her enthusiasm for tasks. She wonders if there are so many big guys gathered at home, can they all come to give Ji Dabao extra lessons so that he can study well?
Just do it, she asked Ji Mao/Fu Tingxiao to teach Ji Dabao. This was very difficult for Ji Dabao. His "father" and uncle were very powerful, but he couldn't understand a word of what they taught him. Got it!
What is the way of a university... what is a god or a saint...
His head was pounding after hearing this, and he was not as good as the old master. Although the old master would be angry, he would understand it after he taught him the Three-Character Sutra hundreds of times!
The old master still praised him!
Ji Mao and Fu Tingxiao were also frustrated. They didn't understand why Ji Dabao couldn't learn the knowledge that he could remember at a glance.
Here Shen Lianqing is reading a storybook in the room. The window is open. Outside the window are several pots of chrysanthemums, with white petals and green stamens. The leaves are as long as a thumb, and the fragrance of flowers can be heard at night.
Just as she was seeing the wonderful point, a dark figure jumped out of the window and pressed her down on the couch. The hand quickly covered her mouth when she was about to call someone.
Shen Lian's green phoenix eyes glared angrily, her long eyelashes were like large-winged swallowtail butterflies, and her black eyes stared at the person above her. This person wore a black scarf, long black and shiny hair, and cold eyebrows. Shen Lianqing knew right away that this person was Fu Qu!
"Are you surprised?"
Fu Qu knew that she recognized him, so he released his hand covering her mouth and casually pulled off his face scarf and the black clothes he was wearing, revealing the red robe he wore when he returned home.
It was already evening when he returned to Xishan. The people accompanying him asked him to have a good rest and show off his heroic appearance as the number one scholar tomorrow, but Fu Qu couldn't wait any longer.
As soon as he came back, he wanted Shen Lianqing to see the No. 1 scholar's robe given by him and give her a surprise.
"Surprise! What a special surprise!" Shen Lianqing punched him on the shoulder, "Who are you trying to scare at this late hour?"
Fu Qu rubbed his shoulders with a smile on his face. He stretched out his hand to hold Shen Lianqing's wrist and asked her to put her hands on the clothes. "Sister-in-law, these are the clothes given by the emperor. They are worth thousands of gold. Can you touch them?"
"Really?" Shen Lianqing became interested and pulled his clothes in front of her eyes. Not to mention, the fabric and weaver were completely different from the clothes they usually wore.
"How much is it worth? Can it be sold?"
Helplessness appeared on Fu Qu's eyebrows, "My sister-in-law, why do you always want to exchange money? Who dares to accept the things given by the emperor?"
When Shen Lianqing heard that she couldn't change money, she felt that it was boring. She threw away the sleeve in her hand and said, "Oh, don't I know? I'm just testing you!"
"Okay, my sister-in-law, I know you are testing me." Fu Qu grabbed her hand back and kissed her, "It's just that Huaijin has returned home after a long journey, shouldn't you treat her well?"
"entertain?"
Fu Qu looked at her tenderly, "Of course."
Shen Lianqing's eyes rolled, and a smile appeared on her face. She withdrew her hand without hesitation and told him, "Xiao Fu, your brother Ji is back. If you want to entertain, let him entertain you."
The gentleness in Fu Qu's eyebrows disappeared, and he smiled. Who...?
Brother Ji?
"Sister-in-law, are you kidding me?"
"Qingqing, who's kidding you?" A door opened, and a tall figure stepped through the door. Fu Tinghao's black eyes returned, and he walked slowly with no expression on his face.
Shen Lianqing pushed Fu Qu away and ran directly in front of Fu Tinghao. She patted his chest and pointed at Fu Qu, who was stunned. "Brother Fu came back after winning the first prize and wanted you to entertain him!"
"Yes, I understand." Fu Tinghao stretched out his hand to hold her in his arms, looked at Fu Qu who was still on the couch, and nodded to him, "Brother Fu."
"Brother Ji." Fu Qu straightened his clothes and walked down from the couch without any embarrassment. His eyebrows were delicate and his face was warm when he smiled, and his gentle voice made him even more polite.
He was clearly smiling when he stood in front of them, but there was no emotion in his eyes. His eyesight was very good, and he could see that the wrinkles as big as rice grains beside his ears were the human skin masks that were not attached, right?
Brother Ji!
"Hello."
"Hello."
The two greeted each other, and there was the sound of swords and halberds clashing in the air, filled with fire and blood.
"It's a rare opportunity for everyone to see each other, why don't we go have a drink?" Shen Lianqing suggested to break up the atmosphere that was about to start a fight between them.
Fu Qu agreed very much, "Okay, has Brother Ji come back? If so, how about calling him?"
"Can."
A voice came out, but it did not belong to Fu Qu, "Brother Ji." The three of them were stunned for a moment and looked over at the same time.
Standing at the door, Ji Mao looked at Ji Mao with his arms crossed for a while.
