Chapter 774

Today, after hearing Rong Qingzhi say these things, mu Qingge couldn't help commenting: "fortunately, Lord Jue didn't win over the prime minister's daughter. People like her are just like rat dung. Sooner or later, things will go wrong."

Rong Qing nodded: "indeed."

Mu Qingge looked at him sipping tea after dinner and said sharply: "you don't seem very happy when you come back this time?"

He sipped tea: "why do you say that?"

"Intuition."

Mu Qingge ate all three kinds of dishes, then put down the dishes, "I always feel that you come back this time, become worried, should not be what happened in your home?"

"Well, sort of."

Rong Qing's chin answered lightly.

"Is it a big deal?" Mu Qingge can't help but ask: "don't you go back and have a look?"

"To go back, just..."

Rong Qing's looking at her, drooping Mou dun dun, just lift an eye to see toward her, complexion pale of ask: "do you want to go back with me?"

"Go back?"

Mu Qingge didn't like his words very much: "the Apocalypse is your country, not mine. What do I do in that place? Besides, even if it's going to play, the Apocalypse is so far away, and it's just in the middle of chaos, I won't go. Even if I go, I'll go to a quiet and peaceful place. The Apocalypse is not in my consideration. "

"How do you know that you are not the apocalypse?" Rong Qingzhi stares at her, sees her to be stunned, does not hasten the mouth: "you do not forget, we together from is washed ashore by the river, on the head also has the wound which is smashed, we perhaps are from the same place?"

After that, he added, "I find that after you lose your memory, you seem to have no interest in your own family, your own life experience, or anything about yourself."

Rong Qingzhi of course knows mu Qingge's family and her life experience, but after she lost her memory, she has no interest in these, no idea, and never thought about going to find her own family, which makes him puzzled.

If other people encounter adversity, don't they try their best to find their own families?

But she is different.

Mu Qingge coughed and avoided Rong Qingzhi's eyes. His eyes twinkled: "I think I'm fine now. I'm a woman who was washed away by the river for no reason. If people in my family really cared about me, they would have come to me long ago."

Cough, she admits, these are excuses.

She's just guilty.

It's nothing to lose one's memory. However, if one loses one's memory and suddenly opens his golden finger, the woman who only knows how to make embroidery works will suddenly know how to make medicine and dams. It's estimated that she will be scared to death!

If she is found by the original owner's family, she will not know whether she is crossing. She will only feel that she is either a ghost or a demon. In a rage, it will take minutes to burn her and soak her in a pig cage.

She had a hard time to live again, but she didn't want to die like this.

She... Cherishes her life.

Rong Qingzhi was about to speak when he heard a knock on the door outside the yard. After listening to Mu Qingge, he stood up and asked, "who is that?"

"Mr. Guyao, it's me, Ishihara." There was a timid voice outside, which belonged to a child.

Rong Qingzhi felt a little strange, "this time, it's time to eat. What's the child doing here now?"

Mu Qingge shakes his head and goes out to open the door.

The door opened, and Ishihara, a child, looked at her timidly with a red face.

Mu Qingge waved to him, "don't stand outside, come in, have you eaten?"

"Not yet, not yet."

Shiyuan said, shy dare not come in, mu Qingge had to stretch out his hand to pull him in, touch the child's head, holding his hand into the room, and then to Rong Qing way: "yesterday I did not make pumpkin cake, you go to the kitchen that a few out to the child to eat."

"Good."

Rong Qingzhi takes a look at Ishihara. While answering the call, he cleans up the dishes and chopsticks on the table and takes them to the kitchen.

"What are you doing here?" Mu Qingge asked the child to sit down and poured him a glass of water.

She has seen Ishihara many times, but the child is very shy. Every time she sees her, she dares not to get close to her, or she dares not to step forward behind the adults, and only dares to look at her secretly.

He had been here several times before, sometimes because of illness, sometimes because he came up with her grandmother to give her food.

The child took it and took a sip. His eyes blinked. "It's so fragrant. Mr. Gu Yao, what kind of tea is this?"

"Sweet scented osmanthus tea, just drink two more cups of sweet scented osmanthus tea. You can go back and get some later."

"No, No."

The child quickly waved his hand and said, "Mr. Gu Yao, I'm here to tell you that someone is looking for you."

"To me?"

"Looking for her?"

Mu Qingge and Rong Qingzhi, who came out of the kitchen, said it almost in one voice.

"Well."

Ishihara looked at Rong Qing, lowered his head and said, "not long ago, my elder brother and sister-in-law and I went out to the foot of the mountain and across the river to look for someone in the village by the river. When I was playing outside, I heard someone inquiring about you with the villagers."

Mu Qingge's heart sank, "what are you inquiring about?"

"It's the Guyao who has been asking where Mr. Guyao lives. It's also the Guyao who is very sick, building dams, repairing waterways and windmills."

"Can you hear them say who they are?" Rong Qingzhi puts the dish in his hand on the table and pushes it to the child. There are several yellow and fragrant cakes in the dish.

Shiyuan's eyes brightened when he saw the cake, but he didn't take it to eat immediately. After thinking about it, he said, "by the way, my sister-in-law has a lot of knowledge. She says that she doesn't sound like our jueyan's people."

Not jueyan?

Rong Qingzhi thought of building dams and repairing waterways. He didn't know what he thought of. He asked, "does your sister-in-law know where they are from?"

"My sister-in-law doesn't know."

Ishihara shook his head and said, "but my sister-in-law says it's like the tone in the West and south."

Mu Qingge was at a loss. "What's the south of the west?"

"I told you that." Rong Qingzhi was helpless and added to her: "the four big powers in the current chaos war are all separated from jueyan. They are divided into the eastern state of Yichao, the western state of Beiling, the southern state of magic moon and the northern state of apocalypse."

"So, the West and the South mentioned by Shiyuan are worth Beiling and Huanyue?" When mu Qingge said that, he reached out and pinched a pumpkin cake and handed it to Shiyuan.

Ishihara timidly took it and asked for a bite when they were talking. It was so crisp and fragrant!

Mr. Gu Yao is very fragrant. He does everything very well. He is really powerful.

"Well, it should be one of them."

Mu Qingge frowned: "good, they come all the way to me for what?"