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Chapter 196 Slander (2)

Dong Ying'er was stunned and shook her head. Chang'an was her childhood sweetheart. She thought they would live their lives like this, and there was nothing wrong with it. However, since she met that god-like man three years ago, she had no one else in her eyes. Now she realized that she was not love at all for Chang'an.

Dong Ying'er's uneasy appearance fell into Jiang Ruan's eyes, which made Jiang Ruan think in her heart. Could it be that Dong Ying'er fell in love with someone else? She seemed to have thought of something just now, and her lips were upturned, just the shyness of a girl thinking about her beloved?

She was shocked, why, is this different from the previous life?

Dong Ying'er seemed to remember something, suddenly looked up at Jiang Ruan and asked casually: "Sister Ruan, talk about it, your elder brother won consecutive battles. Is there a letter to you this year, saying when will you come back?"

Jiang Ruan was stunned, but ignored Zhao Jin's strange appearance, and his body suddenly froze.

Could it be... she looked at Dong Ying'er, as if she wanted to reflect what she was thinking. Dong Ying'er looked at her, and her shiny eyes were filled with unconcealed expectations. The gaze was too familiar. In her previous life, she had seen such a look in the bronze mirror countless times, which was her love for her lover.

Dong Ying'er's sweetheart is actually Jiang Xinzhi!

This life is generally followed by the previous life, but her arrival has caused many changes in things, such as Dong Ying'er in front of her, and Dong Ying'er, who had a deep love with Chang'an in the previous life, actually fell in love with Jiang Xinzhi in this life. Since this matter has changed, what about other things?

Seeing that Jiang Ruan was a little lost, Lin Zixiang pushed her: "What are you thinking about, and you don't say anything."

"Oh," Jiang Ruan smiled and said, "It's okay, my brother hasn't sent a letter."

A trace of disappointment flashed in Dong Ying'er's eyes. Jiang Ruan saw it and became more and more convinced of her guess. For some reason, an unknown premonition arose in her heart. This premonition came inexplicably, and she herself didn't understand why. Lin Zixiang frowned: "If Ying'er gets married, it will be my turn soon. Recently, my father always asks me about this, and I really don't know what to do."

Jiang Ruan pondered for a moment and said with a smile: "What news does Lord Lin reveal?"

Lin Zixiang is a person who doesn't care about worldly vision, but he is not so embarrassed: "No, but he frowned recently. I think it's not going well. I've said it a long time ago. With my personality, it's really difficult to find someone who is a good match and tolerant in Beijing."

Jiang Ruan frowned slightly.

The snow in Canaan Mountains does not melt all year round, and the mountains are high and deep. Even if it is already summer, it is still a patch of ice and snow that has just begun to melt. The mountain streams are mixed with broken ice and flow slowly, washing away the brightly colored pebbles on both sides of the shore. The pine forests are full of shiny ice crystals. At first glance, it looks like the scenery of the northern country.

Xiao Shao walked through the plum blossom formation at the foot of the mountain and walked towards the Green Wan Villa on the top of the mountain.

The plum blossom formation was set up by Mr. Baqi himself. There were eight rings, spreading from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain. Except for the disciples of this sect, outsiders could not break the formation. Xiao Shao had come many times, but he was familiar with the road. As soon as he entered the gate outside the Green Yang Villa, the big green-haired parrot raised at the door began to flap his wings and shout: "Someone is here! Someone is here!"

Unlike the scenery on Canaan Mountain, the Green Poplar Villa is full of birds singing and flowers blooming, just like early spring. Xiao Shao walked towards the villa. The huge villa was repaired ingeniously, but there was no one. After a moment, a low voice came from the yard: "Ashao?"

The sound was melodious like a bell, close to my ears. When I heard it carefully, it seemed to come from a very distant place, and it was vague. Xiao Shao walked towards the yard and saw an old man with a white beard in a gray shirt sitting at the chess table under the pear blossom tree, holding a box of chess pieces in his hand.

"Master." Xiao Shao walked towards him.

This old man in gray is Mr. Hachiki. He is now in his seventies. He looks like a fairy-like figure, but his eyes are shrewd and wise. He doesn't raise his head, and concentrates on studying the chess game in front of him, and speaks: "Come back from southern Xinjiang?"

"Yes." Xiao Shao said. After returning from southern Xinjiang, he was busy dealing with various things on weekdays. Mr. Hachiki was still in seclusion. But he only took the opportunity to go to Canaan Mountain in a few days. Mr. Hachiki was about to leave the confinement.

Mr. Hachiki put down the chess box in his hand and finally raised his head. Mr. Hachiki accepted eight disciples in total, and Xiao Shao ranked third. When Xiao Shao went up the mountain, he was just a silent boy who didn't like to talk. Together with Guan Lianghan, Guan Lianghan learned the marching and formation, and Xiao Shao learned the art of Qihuang. However, within a few years, something happened to the old King and King Jinying. Xiao Shao became even more deserted and took the initiative to ask Mr. Hachiki, no longer learning medical skills, and from then on he only learned to kill people.

Xiao Shao was very talented and was a material for martial arts practice. He was more skillful in killing people. After he finished his studies, he went down the mountain in the first year, and went deep into southern Xinjiang alone and cut off the head of the leader of the southern Xinjiang at that time. He was deserted and brave, and he was killed with a knife and had no worries. There was no one in the world who was more suitable for a killer than Xiao Shao, but Mr. Baqi only said at the time: "Ashao, you are not the number one killer in the world." Xiao Shao asked: "Why?"

Mr. Hachiki replied: "Your blood is not cold enough."

Xiao Shao is the most concerned about love. Mr. Baqi can understand that although Xiao Shao was the eight brothers of his classmates, he would take care of his brothers most of the time. People with righteousness should not be killers. Xiao Shao is not an excellent killer.

Mr. Baqi looked at Xiao Shao for a while and suddenly asked, "Ashao, have you met some special people in the past few years?"

When Xiao Shao left Beijing three years ago, Mr. Hachiki was still in seclusion, so he had never said goodbye to him. Speaking of which, the master and apprentice have not seen each other for three years.

Xiao Shao thought for a while: "No."

"Think about it carefully." Mr. Hachiki asked again.

Xiao Shao frowned slightly. There was no word "special" in his life. He had met countless people in the past three years, so naturally he didn't know what Mr. Hachiki meant?

"Master, what do you want to say?" Xiao Shao asked.

Mr. Hachiki stroked the long white beard on his chin and said, "Before my master was in seclusion three years ago, I had told you a fortune teller and changed your destiny. I should have appeared."

"Who?" Xiao Shao asked.

"This person comes to avenge and repay kindness, life and death, life and death. She can see clearly all things in this world. The destiny of heaven has changed because of her. He does not know whether it is a blessing or a disaster as a teacher."

Xiao Shao was silent. Mr. Hachiki said this too vaguely and could not understand anything from it. He thought for a while before speaking: "What does this have to do with me?"

Mr. Baqi's expression was slightly restrained: "She is entangled with your life, and the cause and effect are destroyed. Because she appears, you will get rid of the lonely evil life in this life. However, your fate will become a king, prince, general, and Zi Weixing will die. You will lose the fate of the emperor for her."
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