"Your Highness?"
Liao Fan looked at Zhu Zhaoting's changing expression and couldn't help but raise his voice.
Zhu Zhaoting came back to his senses and said: "It is difficult for me to make up my mind on this matter. If you have any good ideas, master, you might as well tell me?"
Liao Fan muttered: "The poor monk intends to make Jingjie take action..."
"Clean Street?"
Zhu Zhaoting shook his head, "I'm afraid not. He has already registered his name in Dongchang. If he takes action, people will immediately suspect that I am the instigator. Could it be that the master wants to harm me?"
There was a trace of dissatisfaction on his face.
"Your Highness has misunderstood the poor monk!"
Liao Fan said quickly, "Since the street cannot be cleaned, the poor monk has no choice but to take action himself!"
"Grandmaster?"
Zhu Zhaoting couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.
Liao Fan smiled and said: "Don't worry, Your Highness, I will not take any risks. Song Jingsheng has offended too many people at the moment, so I will muddy the water thoroughly before taking action."
After a pause, he added another sentence, "Even if the poor monk makes a mistake, His Highness will not be implicated."
"Then it all depends on the master!"
Zhu Zhaoting stood up and bowed solemnly.
Liao Fan clasped his hands together, smiled, and disappeared here.
Cining Palace.
Yang Fan looked at Xiao Wancheng, who seemed to be completely resurrected, and couldn't help but look at Liu Xuan and said: "Sir's brilliant methods are really amazing!"
Although Liu Xuan looked pale, he still maintained the moral integrity of a courtier.
That is, all the credit belongs to the superior.
So, he said sternly: "This all depends on the thread of destiny that the young master has already weaved for him. If this thing does not exist, no matter how great my ability is, I may not be able to do this."
However, in Yang Fan's eyes, this was completely the other person's humility.
He was at the side, so he could naturally see clearly.
Xiao Wancheng's originally illusory fate line was distorted and transformed into reality in the process of Liu Xuan's step-by-step deduction.
It is indeed a taboo fortune!
Liu Xuan's family knew his own affairs well.
Compared with his ancestor Liu Ji who could easily determine a person's past and future events, he did it by chance.
After all, with the false fate line provided by Yang Fan as a branch, all he had to do was to deduce the cause and effect details of Xiao Wancheng from his birth to the present based on the clues of fate!
Fill in the fate line with cause and effect details, making the originally vague fate line gradually reveal its reality!
Finally, he lit his life with the seven-star lamp, and this was how Xiao Wancheng became today!
Of course, there were things he couldn't figure out in this process.
This kind of thing either involves secrets or involves huge cause and effect, so he just skips it directly, fearing that it will involve too much and lead to the failure of this technique. Fortunately, everything went well.
Except for a few things that really cannot be determined, everything else is determined.
In this way, it can be said that the Xiao Wancheng in front of us is the real Xiao Wancheng!
Everything is the same as before!
The only thing that is different from the past is that he has lost the memory of certain things, and he will instinctively get close to Yang Fan and Liu Xuan, and will not do anything to harm them!
For Yang Fan, he still hasn't learned anything about Xiao Qingxue from the other party, so he can only hope that the other party can gain something after returning to the Xiao family!
Now that Xiao Wancheng had recovered, Yang Fan simply sent someone to quietly leave the palace with him, leaving Liu Xuan alone to continue giving orders to Empress Dowager Wu in Cining Palace.
And he returned to the Burning Moon Palace.
In the Burning Moon Palace.
Xiao Qingxue saw Yang Fan coming again and quickly stood up to greet him.
Yang Fan looked at her reddish eyes and knew the pain in her heart. After some physical and spiritual relief, her mood finally got better.
"Xiao Fan, I seem to feel some changes in my body recently..."
Lying in Yang Fan's arms, Xiao Qingxue pillowed his chest and whispered.
Yang Fan moved his hands, then nodded and said: "It is indeed a bit bigger..."
Xiao Qingxue blushed, spat lightly, and said, "That's not what I said!"
"oh!"
Yang Fan smiled and said, "I thought you were going to praise me for my abilities!"
"..."
Xiao Qingxue rolled her eyes, punched his chest with her fist, and said, "I'm talking to you about business!"
"Okay, okay, you say, you say."
Yang Fan quickly begged for mercy.
Xiao Qingxue said with a slightly complicated look in her eyes: "I feel like my dreaming time is getting longer and longer. It seems that one dream lasts for hundreds of years and thousands of years, but every time I wake up, it only lasts one night..."
Having said this, she couldn't help but hold Yang Fan's hand tightly, "I'm a little scared. The vague dreams seem to be gradually covering my memory, making it difficult for me to tell whether it is real now or in the dream... "
"Um?"
At first, Yang Fan didn't take it seriously.
But when Xiao Qingxue said it later, his expression couldn't help but become serious.
"What have you experienced in your dreams?"
he asked in a deep voice.
Xiao Qingxue's expression was a little complicated: "I can't remember clearly... I only remember that I was drifting among the endless rivers of stars... I saw human figures that reached the sky and the earth... I saw all living beings decaying, and I also saw the darkness of heaven and earth. …”
After a pause, her eyes became more and more confused.
"I saw that the heaven and earth seemed to be buried... I saw the boundless flood submerging the heavens... I saw a light and shadow fish out the flesh and blood of the previous era from the bottom of the river, and mold it into the living beings of the next life..."
"I saw myself... torn apart and lying in the starry sky..."
"..."
Yang Fan held Xiao Qingxue's body and listened to her slightly erratic voice, his heart couldn't help but become heavier and heavier.
Such a dream...
It would be fine if there was no extraordinary past life, but in this life, demons are rampant, there are gods and Buddhas in the world, and saints are everywhere!
Xiao Qingxue kept dreaming about these things, so Yang Fan couldn't help but be careless!
What is it that's haunting her, or is this the so-called mystery of her past life?
Thinking of Xiao Wancheng's unfinished words last time, Yang Fan vaguely suspected it was the latter!
"Qingxue?"
Yang Fan suddenly felt that the beauty in his arms gradually stopped talking, and quickly looked at her, only to see that she had closed her eyes and fell asleep.
He carefully placed her on the bed and covered her with the quilt, but found that one of her hands was still holding her tightly, as if she was afraid of his sudden departure.
"well."
Yang Fan sighed softly and no longer planned to get up. He just lay there and activated his destiny.
Fate Pass: Tracing the Source!
Buzz!
A faint divine light shrouded Xiao Qingxue's body.
However, when the divine light shines down, Xiao Qingxue's fate line does not appear to be strong in the rolling torrent of fate. Although it has the appearance of wealth, there is nothing special about it.
"Unless...my magical powers can't detect her true roots..."
Yang Fan pursed his lips, his eyes gloomy.
