Pampered Consort of the Fragrant Orchard

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With the resources of practicing martial arts, Du Xiaoli began to study the "Wind and Snow" on the same day. First, he carefully looked at the introduction of the flute in the front. He found that he was similar to his predecessor in learning the flute, and he quickly turned over and came directly. After studying for a while, I began to practice in accordance with the book. But after trying it several times, there is no feeling of warmth in the belly that the book says.

"Is it because I can't accept the martial arts in my subconscious?" Du Xiaoli muttered.

Although she learned a lot of things in her previous life, it is based on the use of science. Those who violate science, such as doing something lightly, think that it is impossible in their own consciousness, so she has never touched. To the threshold of light work.

Thinking of the past life, Du Xiaoli suddenly felt a little sad, and he died, and he did not know if anyone would be sad for himself. She didn't think about it, she never thought about finding a way to go back. This is the sadness of the rootless duckweed.

Suddenly I saw the flute on the side, she gently picked it up, her fingers rubbed the small hole above, her thoughts could not help but drift away, then put the flute on her lips and began to play slowly.

At the beginning, she just blew some single notes in a mess, and when she found the feeling of her previous life, the flute gradually became the famous song "Liang Zhu". When she learned the song, her mother often let her blow.

I want to come now, she lived for so many years in previous lives, and she has never talked about love. Her life is dark, and love does not belong to her.

Luo Qi listened to Du Xiaoli in the next room. At first, she thought she was playing, but when she got to the back, she became more and more fascinated. The skillful skills and the feelings brought by the flute made him somewhat suspicious of this wonderful flute. Is that little doll blowing?

Han Mingzhen was lying in the small courtyard at dusk, and suddenly heard a whistle, so that his fake eyes could not help but open and listen carefully.

"There are people in the village who will play the flute and blow it so well. But how do you feel that the person playing the flute seems to have experienced endless vicissitudes." The monsoon did not know when he stood in front of him, exclaimed.

Han Mingqi nodded and said: "There is indeed a sense of vicissitudes. I did not expect such a high person in this village."

"Hey, Xiaoli’s girl didn’t seem to have been there for a few days?!” said the monsoon inadvertently.

Niu Jing came out of the house and said, "Yeah, it seems that there have been four or five days."

"Is there something going on? Is there a person at home who can take care of himself?" Cold 2 said with some concern.

"If you don't want to go to see it," said Niu Jing.

"Well, young master, I..." Leng Er wanted to tell Han Mingqi, and if he hadn't finished talking, he saw Han Mingqi get up from the chaise longue and said, "Let's get tired, walk together."

After saying that he went out first, the cold one of the personal guards followed.

"I am also bored, go around together." Jiliufeng said and followed.

Cold two immediately went, leaving a man to make dinner at home.

A few people soon came to Du Xiaoli, and every time they saw the pits that had been made by her, they couldn’t help but laugh.

"Shantou, Shantou." Han Mingyu, they just arrived in front of the yard, and cold two called in the yard.

Du Xiaoli was preparing to make dinner under the eaves. When he heard the voice of Leng Er, he turned to see Han Ming, they all came, and asked: "Oh, my brother, so late, how come you?"

When a cold yard opened, Han Mingyu walked in and said, "Let's just walk away."

"Shantou, what are you doing?" Cold two saw Du Xiaoli squatting on the ground and asked.

Du Xiaoli couldn't help but roll her eyes. Why are she still using it now? But still smiled and answered: "I am preparing to cook."

"Shantou, how have you not gone down these days?" asked coldly.

"Because I haven't gone to the mountains to dig medicine in the past few days, I haven't gone to the grandfather without herbs." Du Xiaoli said.

The monsoon suddenly said, "Is your brother not only going to walk for a few days, how come back?"

"No? Brother did not come back." Du Xiaoli replied.

"Who is the person in the room?" asked Han Ming.

When they entered the yard, they felt that there was someone in the house. They thought that Du Xiuheng had returned. Now that he is not him, several people are curious.

"It was the person who found the silver in the mountains. I was injured and I saved him." Du Xiaoli saw that the porridge was almost the same, and he put the good meat in, and then slowly groaned.

When Han Mingyu heard Du Xiaoli say this, he stepped into the house of Du Xiuheng and saw a man with a gauze tied around his bed.

The monsoon wind also saw Luo Qi, and then came outside and said: "Why do you dare to bring it to your home? What if he is a bad guy? Who is he? What identity? Do you know that?"

"He lost his memory. The brain was strongly impacted, and blood was formed in the brain, causing temporary amnesia. When his memory is restored, don't he know who he is?" Du Xiaoli doesn't worry about bad guys at all. Since she can save him, she can naturally kill him.

Han Mingqi came out of the house and looked at Du Xiaoli and said, "Be careful." Then he left, as if he was still angry.

Han Mingyu left, and the other three naturally have to keep up. After all, they just came to see if there was any accident in Du Xiaoli. Now that she saw her well, she naturally went back.

Du Xiaoli saw that Han Ming was a little angry and muttered: "Unexplained."

Two days later, Du Xiaoli saw that Luo Qi’s injury was no longer a problem, and he was ready to go to the mountains. Last time, she was originally trying to see if there were any grape seedlings that could be transplanted. When she met him, he would come back and take care of him at home.

Luo Qi came out of the house and saw Du Xiaoli carrying a piggyback on his back and asked, "Where are you going?"

"I am going to the mountains. I shouldn't be able to come back at noon. You can get some food yourself. If it doesn't, I will leave you some cakes on the table. You will have a look." Du Xiaoli said.

"I will go with you." Luo Qi said, "Look at the place where you found me."

"It's going to go very far. Can you eat your body?" Du Xiaoli asked.

"I am most aware of my physical condition, isn't it?" Luo Qi said.

"Okay." Du Xiaoli admitted that his body recovered very well, much better than she expected. When Luo Qi was going, she went into the house and took the cake on the table, and then took him and the silver to the mountain.

"It's here." Du Xiaoli came to Luo Qi and found his grass. The blood was dried up, and the carrion was dried, but it still can be seen at the time. She stood outside the grass and looked at it and said, "The baggage has disappeared. The biggest piece of meat is gone. These clothes are not the same as the position at the time. It seems that someone has come."

When Luo Qi saw so many dried carrion here, he knew why the wound on his body was a hole. It was originally dug by someone. Du Xiaoli saw Luo Qi staring at the flesh and coughing twice, saying: "The situation was urgent..."

"I understand." Luo Qi interrupted Du Xiaoli's words.

If Du Xiaoli didn't do this at the time, I am afraid he was discovered and killed. But who is he? Who is the person who killed him? Why are they killing him?