Uncle Feng's attitude toward Fu Zhu and San Qing changed slightly, and he personally arranged a place for them to live.
Sanqing's hand brushed the bead curtain inlaid with gems and made a clear and melodious sound. She turned around and sighed: "Feng Jingsu's family is so rich."
Fu Zhu looked at the decorations in the room and was noncommittal. In fact, the most generous thing is not these gold, silver and jade items, but the spirit gathering array that covers the entire Feng family. Even the room where she and Sanqing are staying now has a small spirit gathering array, which is very suitable for practice.
Sanqing finished walking around the house like he was patrolling the territory, and saw Fu Zhu about to meditate. He rushed over and took her arm, "Fu Zhu, don't practice yet. We haven't even visited Feng Jingsu's house yet!"
Fu Zhu glanced at the sky outside and said, "Tomorrow." What's more, Feng Jingsu was not there.
The maid outside the house said: "Young Master Jingsu has given instructions, distinguished guests do not need to be restrained, just feel free to do so."
Sanqing raised his head with an expression that said, "I'll just say it." Fu Zhu had no choice but to give up practicing and go out with her for a while before coming back.
The maid followed him at a not too far or too close distance, speaking only occasionally.
"The old lady's residence is in front."
Feng Bo respectfully withdrew from the yard, saw Fu Zhu and San Qing wandering here, and came over to say hello to them.
"Young Master Jingsu is going to see Madam first, and he won't be available until a little later," he said.
Fu Zhu nodded slightly and glanced past Feng Bo, looking at the courtyard behind him.
Uncle Feng told the maid a few words and walked in the other direction, walking quickly, as if something was urgent.
Sanqing was not interested in his grandma, so he pushed Fuzhu forward.
"Girl, our old lady would like to invite you over for a cup of tea."
A maid in red came out of the yard, moved her steps lightly, and called softly.
Sanqing turned to look at Fu Zhu and asked her if she wanted to go. The maid behind him was also waiting for her decision.
Fu Zhu nodded slightly towards the maid in red clothes.
She breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed her lowered eyebrows.
"Grandma Feng Jingsu, why do you want to see us?" Sanqing asked, tilting her head.
"You'll know when you go there." Fu Zhu said softly.
Crossing the winding stone bridge, there is an open space made of white stones. There are four stone jars on both sides, and snow-green water lilies are planted there.
Exquisite and luxurious lanterns hung under the eaves. The door was half open, and the firelight inside shone through and reflected on the stone stairs.
The maid in red dress was slightly blessed, cast an apologetic look, and stopped in the courtyard.
The maid who was following Fu Zhu and San Qing thought for a while and stopped following. She stood outside waiting for them.
The shadow was stretched very long, reaching the door.
San Qing jumped over the threshold and glanced around the room with her round eyes, only to see the back of a figure wearing peacock green brocade clothes.
Her hair is dark and thick, like silk with a delicate luster. It is tied with a green belt and hangs down to her waist.
Is this my grandma?
But she couldn't see her face, Sanqing thought to herself. The woman slowly stood up, walked to the door, and closed the door tightly.
Sanqing's eyes followed her until she sat back again, poured two cups of tea skillfully, and pushed them in front of Fu Zhu and Sanqing respectively.
"My name is Xizhao."
Her face was hidden in the dim candlelight, but it could still be seen that she was still very young.
He looks like he is twenty years old at most.
Sanqing just saw that she was too young, so he stared at her intently.
She looks about the same age as Feng Jingsu, but her seniority is so much higher. She had always heard people call her "Old Madam", and she thought she was an old woman with frosty white hair.
Xizhao lowered her eyelids as usual and rubbed the rim of the cup with her fingertips, "I heard Uncle Feng say that Xiaojing disappeared and no one from the Feng family caught up with him. Can you tell me, girl, if this is true?"
Fu Zhu thought that Uncle Feng came here just now to talk about this, so she nodded.
Sanqing said in an angry tone, "He disappeared in a flash, and he didn't even apologize for hitting the talisman beads!"
He hit himself, but he was the one who fell. Fu Zhu didn't have time to check whether the child was injured. Hearing what San Qing said, he felt a little ashamed and secretly tugged at the corner of her clothes under the table.
Xizhao only knew about this, "I apologize to the girl on Xijing's behalf."
Fu Zhu waved his hand nonchalantly and raised his eyes to look at her, "You don't trust people from the Feng family?"
Xizhao's expression paused, then quickly returned to normal, and her tone was light, "How could that be?"
But she tightened her knuckles on the hot tea cup without noticing it, which was obviously not the truth.
Of course, Fu Zhu wouldn't deliberately expose her, but seeing that her face was gloomy and her whole body revealed her unhappiness, she said some words unconsciously.
"Miss Xizhao, don't you want to remember your past life?"
She might know why Xi Jing stole the lantern. His sister was unwilling and unhappy to become a different person.
The very luxurious peacock green brocade dress that Xizhao wears is not suitable for a twenty-year-old woman, but it is suitable for the status of the old lady of the Feng family.
"Even you know about Hunxixiang." Xizhao did not answer directly, but sighed softly.
This matter is not a secret in Si Youcheng. Xizhao said calmly, "They say that I am the reincarnation of the companion of the ancestor of the Feng family. I can recall my past life by lighting the Soul Rhinoceros Incense."
The people she mentioned were members of the Feng family.
Xizhao said in a curious tone, "Miss Fu Zhu, do you think there really is such a magical thing in the world?"
"have."
Fu Zhu narrowed his eyes and replied, Master said that the scent of soul rhinoceros can make people have nightmares and experience the past life.
Xizhao seemed a little disappointed, twirling the tea cup and saying no more.
Sanqing showed a salivating expression, why doesn't she have such a good thing as Hun Xixiang?
It's a pity that the soul Xixiang in Feng Jingsu's house will definitely not be allowed to touch her.
well.
Sanqing felt very sad and kept pouring herself tea. Suddenly, she tipped the cup upside down on the table with a silly smile on her face.
There is a rhinoceros tree in the place where the flowers bloom. If she waits for the rhinoceros tree to die of old age, won't she have the scent of rhinoceros in her soul?
Fu Zhu felt inexplicably heavy and asked something she shouldn't have asked, "Did they force you to become the old lady of the Feng family?"
Xizhao thought for a while and said, "It can't be said that it was forced."
"Xiao Jing is seriously ill and there is no medicine or stone to cure him. There is an alchemist in the Feng family. I am here to ask for the elixir."
"So we made a deal with them."
"They gave me the elixir, and I promised that my soul would be fragrant and I would sleep with it."
Sanqing asked: "Isn't this taking advantage of the situation?"
Xizhao smiled and said, "Everyone gets what they need."
But the price is that there will never be a pure sunset in the world.
Fu Zhu suddenly felt that the rhinoceros fragrance in his hand was like an unsolvable problem.
Will she use Soul Rhinoceros to bring back the memory of the reincarnated Senior Sister Tianyue? What if that girl, like the sunset, is unwilling?
The person I was in my previous life was not me.
In this life, I am me.
It’s me, why not be me?
"Fu Zhu, what are you thinking about?" Sanqing asked aloud when he saw her in a daze.
She had never seen a talisman bead and was so fascinated by thinking about it.
Xizhao thought she was feeling pity for him, and said with a relieved smile, "The Hun Xixiang thing is just a rumor after all. If it is invalid, wouldn't it be that I made a profit?"
But Xizhao also knew that this possibility was extremely small.
