The memory of the villain was exposed and the heroine begged me for forgiveness

Although the March Lingchai was accidentally broken by Mo Ziyan, it was not a treasure and Jiang Zhige could easily repair it.

It is not difficult for him to cultivate and retain it until now.

Nangong Rou reached out and took off the luxurious and exquisite hair accessories, letting three thousand black hair hang down behind her. She turned to look at Jiang Zhige and said with a strong face: "Brother, can you tie Rou'er's hair again? Just use the three-month spirit."

Chai, just like back then."

The two were inseparable in Tianyun Pavilion back then, and Jiang Zhige once specially learned the skills of braiding Nangong Rou's hair.

Jiang Zhige looked slightly stunned when he heard this, then nodded and said: "Okay, my level may not be satisfactory, Rou'er don't dislike it later."

As he spoke, he took out the March Spirit Hairpin and stepped forward to tidy up Nangongrou's hair.

However, the moment he touched his hair and looked at the familiar figure in front of him, Jiang Zhige suddenly felt a tremor in his heart for some reason.

Past events and feelings came to mind, and Jiang Zhige's thoughts came to a halt, as if he was still spending time with Nangong Rou in Tianyun Pavilion.

It's a pity that he is not the Jiang Zhige in his memory. The so-called feeling like a world away is nothing more than this.

Nangong Rou didn't speak anymore, and neither did Jiang Zhige, who quietly combed her long hair.

Nangongrou's hair is very long, and when not styled, it can almost cover her waist.

This does not seem out of place on her, but has a delicate beauty.

Every time Jiang Zhige combs his hair, he brings out a refreshing fragrance. An ordinary man would probably get lost in it on the spot.

Not long after, Nangong Rou touched her re-tied hair and murmured in a low voice: "Thank you, brother..."

Since the hair accessory only had a hairpin, Jiang Zhige failed to create a complicated hairstyle and simply tied Nangongrou's hair together.

Having said that, just a three-month spiritual hairpin made Jiang Zhige feel even more touching, as if he had seen the innocent and lovely sister again.

Seeing Nangong Rou's distraught appearance, Jiang Zhige's heart felt heavy, and he forced a smile and said, "As long as you don't dislike her."

Rather than witnessing such misery, he was actually more willing to see Nangong Rou rolling around and even beating and scolding her like Su Qingqiu.

In order to make Nangong Rou smile again, Jiang Zhige did not hesitate to kneel down and kowtow to others. What can he do now?

"Brother, Rou'er still has something to do, so I won't interrupt you anymore."

Nangong Rou's voice was sad, and she was about to get up and leave.

Jiang Zhige was a little silent at first, looking at Nangong Rou's lonely back. After struggling for a while, he still couldn't help but said: "Rou'er..."

Nangong Rou heard the sound and looked back. At this moment, her lips were pursed tightly, and her beautiful eyes were filled with tears. She had obviously been suppressing her crying.

Jiang Zhige's eyes were complicated. Even if he kept Nangong Rou, he didn't know what to say.

The two looked at each other for a long time, and Jiang Zhige's heart was full of emotions. Finally, he sighed softly: "Rou'er, let me give you a nice hairstyle."

"elder brother......"

After hearing this, Nangong Rou could no longer hold back her tears, turned around and threw herself into Jiang Zhige's arms.

Jiang Zhige's expression became more complicated and he could only pat Nangongrou on the back to comfort him.

Just as the two were immersed in each other, another beautiful figure appeared in the forest.

Looking at the two people cuddling together, Ning Qiu Shui shook her head and said with a smile: "Sister Rou'er, this is such a good way of asking for nostalgia, Senior Sister Qiu Shui is willing to lose."

Nangongrou's tears subsided a little, and she turned to look at Ning Qiushui and hummed: "Bah! Do you think anyone can show off their scheming like you?"

If Jiang Zhige's memory picture hadn't appeared, she might never have guessed until her death that the corpse-eating steel spider that almost killed her and Jiang Zhige was actually the work of Ning Qiushui.

Ning Qiushui smiled and said nothing. She turned to look at Jiang Zhige, blinked and asked, "Junior brother, can you also style my hair?"

As she spoke, Ning Qiushui took off her hair accessories and let her hair fall loose, and at the same time took off the veil that had not been unveiled for a long time.

Before Jiang Zhige could react, he couldn't help but be stunned when he saw Ning Qiushui's peerless face behind the veil.

Although this is not the first time I have seen it, I am still amazed when I see it again.

The beauty is indescribable, as if it cannot be seen in reality.

The so-called breathtaking beauty has always been a joke, but it is not an exaggeration at all when applied to Ning Qiushui's appearance.

Jiang Zhige was stunned to the point of losing his mind. If an ordinary man saw it with his own eyes, he would be so shocked that he would forget to breathe.

When Nangong Rou saw this, she was immediately filled with hatred. Ning Qiushui had never lifted the veil since she came to Bailu Forest. I'm afraid she just wanted this effect.

In terms of looks alone, Ning Qiu Shui and Nangong Rou can only be considered to be equally matched among the three girls. However, lifting the veil that has not been revealed for a long time will give people a sudden surprise.

Even if the face is usually covered with tulle, it will not really bury Ning Qiushui's stunning appearance, but will give people a hazy beauty like holding a pipa and half-covering the face.

Not far away, Mo Ziyan watched silently as usual.

In fact, she had been watching from the corner since Jiang Zhige appeared, but she didn't have the courage to take the initiative to talk to Jiang Zhige.

Witnessing the scenes of the two women trying to impress Jiang Zhige, Mo Ziyan could no longer feel envy in her heart, but felt a sense of being forgotten.

Not to mention that Mo Ziyan doesn't have much courage to fight for Jiang Zhige. Even if she does, how can she compare to Nangong Rou and the others?

Seeing that Jiang Zhige was silent, Ning Qiushui pouted and said resentfully: "Junior brother, do you want to reject me?"

Jiang Zhige came back to his senses after hearing the sound, coughed twice and said: "No, it's just that Rou'er is in front, and I have to tie her hair first."

Ning Qiushui is really beautiful. She changed her usual pouting and looked cute, which almost shattered his Taoist heart.

Those sages who have forgotten their worldly hearts, and even the most majestic immortals, may not be able to help but fall under the beauty. Only Jiang Zhige, the great emperor, can still keep his mind.

"Wait a minute, Jiang Zhige, I want to tie my hair too."

Su Qingqiu appeared next to him at some point, taking Jiang Zhige's wine flask and pouring wine for himself.

At this time, her waist-length hair was also scattered behind her shoulders, waiting for Jiang Zhige to comb it for her.

Jiang Zhige hadn't responded yet. Su Qingqiu looked indifferent and said without any doubt: "After Rou'er, it's my turn first. Do you understand?"

Jiang Zhige's face stiffened slightly, and he felt helpless in his heart.

He just tied up Nangongrou's hair by chance. Is this a reason to fight?

Ning Qiushui covered her mouth and chuckled, not unhappy about being cut in line.

At this moment, Mo Ziyan also walked out of the corner, holding his hands and saying weakly: "Master, can I do the same..."

Seeing that Su Qingqiu was also joining in the fun, she struggled a few times and decided to muster up her courage.

The three women have already expressed their wishes. If Mo Ziyan fails to make any move, they will definitely be completely forgotten in the future.

"Um......"

Jiang Zhige suddenly felt a headache and had the urge to run away.

It was just a hair tie, but four women got together for this? But he still couldn't refuse.

Jiang Zhige didn't know that for the four girls, it would be as simple as tying their hair.