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Auspicious snow indicates a good harvest. The heavy snow has just stopped on this day. Ziyun Curie is very "live".

"Bang, bang!"

With a loud bang, a figure flew out from the door of Ziyunju Qinsheng's room!

Along with the figures, there were also a bunch of bowls, chopsticks, scoops, melons, fruits, soups and vegetables.

The figure turned over quickly in the air and landed lightly, but could not avoid being smashed by the soup.

"Oh..." Shui Yao looked at himself in a mess. He stomped his feet in annoyance, twisted his waist, pulled out a small handkerchief and covered his eyes and began to sob.

"Yeah... Third Master, Third Master doesn't want others anymore... Wuwuwu, how can you treat others like this?"

Looking at the howling little slut not far away, Chu Yu squatted in the flowerbed and sneered. While she pulled out the newly baked sweet potatoes, she asked Huo Erniang beside her coldly: "Is this the one who was kicked out by Master Qin San?"

Huo Erniang held a small mirror while observing whether her big breasts were exposed enough, and she said absent-mindedly: "I saw that the sixth one is probably there. There are only three people left in Qiyao who didn't go in to look for the cut."

Chu Yu nodded: "Well, Jin Yao probably won't have the shame to go to Qin Sheng in a short time, and Ri Yao and Yue Yao are more responsible for the external affairs on a daily basis. They are not the kind of person who likes to make trouble for themselves.

She handed a fragrant roasted sweet potato to the drooling Huo Sanniang, and then carefully peeled the scalloped sweet potato skins, while looking up at the people on the tree: "I said, Huo Yao, are you not going to coax your love away?"

She watched Shui Yao cry more and more vigorously, stomp her feet and twist her waist, clearly looking like no one came to comfort me. I just cried to death for you to show her. It was simply polluting the vision and unbearable.

But Huo Yao sat lazily on the tree with his sword, but lowered his eyes and glanced at her coldly: "If you don't go, you'd better take care of yourself and think about how to explain to Mr. Heron."

This girl actually dug a pit of the exquisite and beautiful flowerbed and used precious peony wood as firewood to roast sweet potatoes. Apart from her, her vulgarity, no one can do such a thing as burning the piano and cooking the crane.

"Okay, if you don't care about Shui Yao's magic sound, then I'll think of a way." Chu Yu narrowed his eyes, chewed the fragrant sweet potato, and then raised his legs and kicked Huo Erniang's butt with a mirror in the butt.

"Go, don't you see a sad little beauty standing at the door, waiting for you to comfort me."

Huo Erniang immediately put away the mirror in her hand, but did not immediately rush out, but looked at Chu Yu carefully: "Can I get on him?"

One of the conditions for the Huo sisters to learn to play freely on the piano is that if they want to eat wild animals, they must go through Chu Yu's consent, otherwise they will continue to close the small dark room and raise lice and play with them.

Chu Yu ate sweet potatoes so much that he nodded casually: "Of course, if you have that ability, you can do this on the tree."

Huo Erniang cheered instantly and rushed towards Shui Yao, who was standing at the door of Ziyunju: "Oh, why are you crying so sadly? Let your broad mind and sweet ** warm you!"

"The third master doesn't want others anymore, Huo Yao ignores them, whimper..." Shui Yao howled for a long time, but he didn't see anyone coming out to comfort him. He was sad and resentful peeping on Huo Yao on the tree from his handkerchief.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he turned his face, a charming woman suddenly jumped out and carried him into her arms, pressing his face into her big breasts. Shui Yao instantly lost his appearance and shook his handkerchief and screamed: "Ahhhhhhhhh——I'm sorry, stinky hooligan!"

Shui Yao's scream made Huo Yao get goose bumps. When he lowered his head, he saw Huo Sanniang staring at him under the tree, gnawing on the sweet potatoes in her hand, while looking at him with a lewd smile.

The saliva dripped to the ground.

Huo Yao suddenly felt excited, sat cross-legged on the tree, and said politely to Chu Yu: "Sister Chu, no, Miss Chu, I was wrong."

Chu Yu nodded with satisfaction: "Very good, I said no, I just like your lack of integrity."

Huo Yao sighed silently: "I said it."

It’s not that he has no moral integrity, but that he is lustful as a vicious dog. It’s really terrible that Chu Yu has raised the two female wolf around him.

Chu Yu's eyes passed over Shui Yao and Huo Sanniang who were rolling on the ground to fight, and looked at Zi Yunju's room: "By the way, did Lao Jin see what's wrong with the Third Master?"

When talking about the serious matter, Huo Yao couldn't help frowning slightly, and Qingjun's face couldn't hide his worry: "Lao Jin only said that the third master was qi and blood disordered. Although his internal organs were not injured, his head was severely damaged again, and the situation was even more serious than the last time he was in the fire scene."

Yes, isn't it more serious?

The last time, the third master just lost some of his memory and regarded the thief as his mother, but at least he still recognized the person, but this time...

Huo Yao sighed deeply, and his whole body was a little depressed: "The Third Master is more ill."

Chu Yu looked at the open room with a slight expression.

Yes, it's even worse.

She thought about it just like everyone else, if the person who woke up was not the Third Master, he would be the fairy treasure.

But who would have thought that Qin Sheng who woke up... was in such a state.

...

Chu Yu's memories floated back to that night.

"Who are you and why are you by my bed?" The beauty in white woke up and looked at her coldly, with her red lips lightly opened.

Because of his long sleep, his originally gentle and gentle voice sounded a little dumb at the moment.

Chu Yu: “….”

Her mood is a capital "confusion" at this moment!

"San Master, you really don't recognize me anymore?" Chu Yu slowly pointed at his nose, and a tentative light flashed in his eyes.

Is this the latest way for Mr. Qin to play with her?

The beauty in white had long eyebrows and frowned slightly, and the amber eyes were faintly confused, like the moonlight in the water, waving a blurred light.

Chu Yu was just waiting like this, as if waiting for some kind of judgment, his heart hangs in his throat.

"Go away." He finally spoke lightly, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he issued an order to expel guests.

Chu Yu was silent for a moment, but still showed a gentle and seductive laughter without giving up, and said softly: "Xianxian, I am my aunt."

As he said that, he reached out to play Qinsheng's hand.

"Be careful!" A middle-aged woman's low shout sounded behind Chu Yu in an instant, and then she felt a cold wind flashing in front of her.

In an instant, she was carried back by Aunt Jin and took a few steps back, staring at the stool she was sitting on broke into countless pieces.

The beauty in white on the bed retreated into the depths of the bed tent, and looked at them with a pair of amber eyes vigilantly.

Chu Yu couldn't help but turn his head to look at Aunt Jin: "Aunt Jin, what's wrong with the Third Master?"

"What I am most worried about is still happening." Lao Jin followed Aunt Jin in, stood by the door, looking at Qin Sheng, who was occupying the corner of the bed but had a cold and strange look on his face, and sighed.

He frowned: "The blood stasis that was about to dissipate in the head of the Lord has not only grown, but also seems to be more than one blood clot."

"What does this mean?" Aunt Jin looked at him coldly: "Didn't you say that the Lord's injuries will recover?"

Lao Jin was in a bad mood and said in a deep voice: "Can't you tell me? The Lord not only doesn't recognize Chu Yu, but I can't even recognize you. Head injury is different from other injuries. It's a blessing that the Lord can wake up. Recovery requires a process. What can he recover in the end? I can only listen to God's arrangements."

Chu Yu listened, his heart tightened and his eyes widened slightly: "Lao Jin, do you mean that the Third Master has become an idiot?"

Did she really beat Qin Sheng into a fool?

"You are idiots, you have become idiots, and the master will not become idiots!" Lao Jin gave Chu Yu a thunderous thunder in his mind.

"The Lord's injury this time was an old injury plus a new injury, so it greatly affected his memory. Fortunately, he did not hurt his wisdom and would always get better slowly." Lao Jin touched his beard and said with a bright look.

Chu Yu rubbed his head and couldn't help but say, "But the immortal... recognizes me."

Since it is not Master Qin San, that is her treasure fairy!

"Who told you that if you have a stick, the person who hurts his brain will remain in his original state when he wakes up. Please don't read the little books of second-rate storytellers!" Lao Jin glanced at her, looking stupid and unspeakable.

"Then...that is to say that the person on the bed is not the Third Master or the Fairy?" Chu Yu was a little confused by his fingers.

However, Aunt Jin looked at the person on the bed, clenched her fists tightly, and said in a deep voice: "Whether it is the immortal, the third master, or the current master, they are all the same person. Are you still not idle?"

What changes is a person's memory, what remains unchanged is a person. So what if there are fewer or more memories?

The essence of the Third Master has not changed, and even the essence of his temperament has not changed. Both the "San Master" and the "Xianxian" are equally gentle and cold-hearted. It is just that the "Xianxian" forgets some of the memory fragments that make him the "San Master". There is nothing wrong with forgetting some of the inner demons that are too painful.

She and Lao Jin have always thought so.

Qin Sheng, who appeared now, just took off his usual gentle mask and revealed the original one.

Aunt Jin looked at Qin Sheng's cold gaze, and a trace of pain flashed in her eyes.

Chu Yu didn't know the twists and turns in Aunt Jin's heart. She just paused, looked at Qin Sheng who was still sitting quietly in the corner of the bed, and looked at them coldly. She was stunned - yes, if she had forgotten the memories of her previous life and had to have to be herself in this life, wouldn't she be Chu Yu?

What's more...

No matter what, at least, although I treat her coldly now, I am like a piece of white paper, and I don’t threaten her. Isn’t that great?

Chu Yu lowered his eyes and covered the complex light in his eyes.

only……

When I think of the warm and lovely "boy" in my memory, I always feel a little disappointed and unwilling to accept it...ah.

The kind of tenderness that is protected by others as life, the kind of concern that I suddenly feel that I have a special soft and tenderness in the world, is something that Lao Hu and his family have never given her. In this world and life that does not belong to her, it is difficult to easily discard the smell of poppy.

...

It is obvious that there are many people who have the same ideas as her.

She wanted to turn Qinsheng back into the immortal who would rely on her and protect her, but everyone in Yaosi hoped to turn Qinsheng back into the gentle and deep Qinsheng god who was turning his hands and turning his hands.

So the current scene is here-

The people close to Yaosili and Qin Sheng took turns trying to get close to Qin Sheng, using all the food he had used to to recall his memory, even if he could not immediately call back Qin Sanye, at least, let him accept his identity and all the people and things of Yaosi.

Of course, the outcome and the outcome are not very good.

Qin Sheng woke up this time and didn't remember anyone, so he responded to everyone with a vigilance and defense attitude. He was extremely aloof and unwilling tolerate anyone getting close to him within three feet.

All the food and bath water are placed outside the door. At night, he will open the door and pick it up by himself, never stepping outside the door.
To be continued...