Willing To Be a Minister For the Princess Dress

She was just asking casually, and didn't expect any effect.

Who knows that the woman claiming to be Guan Rongrong in front of her suddenly yelled and knelt on the ground with a plop. She was so frightened that she backed two steps quickly, glaringly at the others and said humanely: "I didn't do anything, you can't wrong me."

She looked at the other people in Xiuchundao, and asked in confusion, "What's wrong with her?"

Zhao Qin knew that the person who ups and downs asked was actually himself.

Big sweat ran down Guan Rongrong's cheeks, gathered at the chin, and then tickled to the ground. Her knife was thrown on the ground, her hands held her head tightly, her facial features were twisted together, and the word pain was written all over her face.

The sudden change not only frightened ups and downs, but also frightened others.

At this time, a woman wearing a light green dress, separated from the crowd, kneeled beside Guan Rongrong.

She asked nervously and worriedly: "Rongrong, Rongrong, what's wrong with you?"

Shenfu recognized her.

She was the Mingyue who spoke to Chu Baige that day.

It was also the dealer Mingyue she found on Xiuchundao afterwards.

She raised her head and glared at Shen and Fu. There was no light and wind when she met for the first time. Her beautiful face even showed a bit of hideousness, "What did you do to her?"

Shen and Fu guessed Guan Rongrong a little, but that was wrong, what was going on with Zhang Rongrong.

She stepped back, indicating that she was not malicious, and said to Zhuang Mingyue: "Don't worry, she just remembered some things, there shouldn't be any serious problems."

Ups and downs were also very surprised, Zhang Rongrong had recovered her memory so easily.

It felt like the name was like a key, and easily opened the lock hidden in her mind.

She was also curious as to what Zhang Rongrong remembered and why she showed such a painful expression.

"no no-"

"Why, why you never see me—"

"You are not my uncle, I didn't treat you as an uncle, I want you to be my husband—"

Zhang Rongrong kept muttering to herself authentically.

Mingyue's expression turned pale a little.

She looked at Zhang Rongrong incredulously, as if she didn't believe that those words came from her mouth.

Holding Zhang Rongrong's hand, she unknowingly released it.

The people next to him also heard something wrong.

The people of Xiuchundao didn't know about the Big Dream Bible, so they asked Shenfu curiously, "Do you know what's going on?"

"Have you heard of the Great Dream Bible?" Shen Fu raised his chin lightly, and pointed to Zhang Rongrong on the ground. "Someone moved her memory, it should be remembered now."

Xiuchundao was stunned.

The rest are very frightened.

"Don't talk nonsense, what evidence do you have?" a foreigner asked dryly.

Shen Fu pointed to Zhang Rongrong and said, "Isn't she enough to be the best evidence. If you want to know what happened, when she recovers, can you just ask her directly?"

After about a cup of tea, Zhang Rongrong's expression finally returned to calm.

She opened her eyes and saw Mingyue in front of her at a glance. She was about to say something, but saw the loss and faint tears in her eyes. Zhang Rongrong opened her mouth, "Sorry...I don't know..."

Mingyue smiled miserably, "This girl has already said that your memory has been tampered with, and I don't blame you."

She turned her head to look at Shenfu and asked: "I wonder if the girl can tell whether the little girl’s memory has been tampered with? If the little girl’s memory is tampered with, what price will it cost to retrieve her original memory? ?"

This is a woman who knows the current affairs better than the average person.

Shen Fu looked at her interestingly, and then said: "You can just follow their people. I have already hired a famous doctor in this area. He will bring his disciples over in the near future to solve your big dreams. The Bible has falsified the memory problem."

Mingyue stood up, restored the appearance of the two people who were advancing and retreating gracefully when they first saw it, and gave her a slight salute, "Thank you girl." Then she stood on the side of Xiuchundao, completely believing the ups and downs. .

Someone looked at Zhang Rongrong and asked anxiously: "What do you think of, say it!"

What she thought of, how could she say it.

Faced with Mingyue’s calm and indifferent eyes, Zhang Rongrong closed her eyes, and her heart fell out inexplicably, as if something had been dug away. She said, “This girl is right. I’m not the owner of the Flame Villa. Female, but the posthumous child of a friend of the owner of Guan, who lives with her mother in the Flame Villa."

"The owner treats me like a daughter, and he taught me the blazing sword technique that must not be passed down lightly by the Guan family. There is nothing wrong with me. I am so obsessed... Uncle, be his wife."

This is undoubtedly a shameful thing.

But it cannot be said that Zhang Rongrong's fault is entirely.

Girlish feelings are always spring.

The most outstanding man in a place like Lieyan Villa is Guan Liesheng, who is in his early forties and is still single.

Guan Liesheng was obsessed with the sword technique. After the death of his early wife, he devoted all his thoughts to the sword technique.

Zhang Rongrong is the son of his friend, but he was raised from infants, and his talent is unexpectedly high. Although a girl, he is still cultivated by him as the future heir. He has devoted all his energy to her since childhood. Zhang Rongrong, who lacks his father, also felt his father's care in him.

Therefore, when the love begins, when the love begins to sprout, Guan Liesheng's body is the first to sprout.

Zhang Rongrong smiled bitterly.

At the beginning, she was going to marry Uncle Guan arrogantly, and her mother was so angry that she didn't feel that she was doing something wrong.

Guan Liesheng was forced by her to marry a wife in a hurry and arranged a blind date for her, but she could not understand the other's kindness, and even ran away from home, and fell into the hands of people who like it. She was brainwashed, her memory was tampered with, and she thought. Take revenge on Guan Liesheng.

If... if the wishful plan is really realized, she doesn't know how to survive.

At this moment, Zhang Rongrong suddenly felt relaxed when he said all this in person.

Only when I looked at the bright moon standing on Shenfu's side, my heart felt a bit of twitching pain.

She wanted to call her name, opened her mouth, but couldn't say it.

Looking from Mingyue to Shenfu, she picked up the knife, stood up, and lowered her proud head, "If I say that I have never done anything bad, the girl may not believe me, ask someone to tie me up, I Willing to cooperate with all your actions."

The person embroidering a spring knife immediately stepped forward, took out the twine neatly, and tied her hand.

As for Zhang Rongrong's saber, someone kept it away.

When the others saw this, they knew that they couldn't resist, and their expressions were complicated, so they accepted this arrangement.

Old and small, men and women, everyone lined up with embroidered spring knives and tied their hands behind them with twine.

Seeing that it was an old man's turn and seeing him almost dead, the person embroidering the spring knife hesitated for a moment, retracted the rope in his hand, and said: "You old man with old arms and legs, you can't run fast, I I won’t tie you up, but you must not try to escape, otherwise the knife in my hand does not have eyes."

"No run, no run, I—"

Before his voice fell, a blade of light flashed.

When the old man’s eyebrows reached the bridge of his nose, a red line suddenly appeared.

He stood upright, his back wetted with sweat instantly.

"Girl...this..." his voice trembled, "what is this..."

"It's nothing, I just look, did you bring a scorpion." Shen Fu asked casually, as if he had just made a sudden move just to satisfy his curiosity.

The other people's faces suddenly showed some dissatisfaction, but the people embroidering the spring knives suddenly looked at each other, and they took out the embroidered knives that had already taken the hemp rope back out again. Their expressions became cold, not seeing the gentleness and politeness just now. In the past, put your hands behind your back!"

The old man was surprised, "I didn't mean..."

He glanced at Xiu Chun Dao's cold face, he shrank, and still turned around honestly.

He moves very slowly, and it looks like he's dying at any time.

The moment he turned around, the scabbed knife suddenly shot and slashed towards the back of his head. Under the horrified eyes of everyone, he saw that this person was about to be cut in half by her. The original movement was slow and rusty. The old man suddenly flashed his body flexibly and escaped the knife.

The ups and downs backhand slashed the second cut.

The seemingly vicissitudes of old man, his movements surpassed the imagination of ordinary people, the ups and downs kept hitting the knives, constantly hacking, he kept smashing the backs of the ups and downs, and his strength was stronger than that, and he looked completely different. Is an old man.

Whoosh—

The tip of the knife hit the old man's neck, and a shallow blood line was drawn.

He stared at the ups and downs and asked: "Impossible, how did you recognize me—"

"I have a friend who is a traveler who travels around the world. He once told me about a very interesting case. He said that there was a child who was not yet at the age of enlightenment, but he looked like an old man. He called it Progeria. As the name suggests, people with this disease will get older much faster than ordinary people, and children are more likely to die in many diseases that only old age."

"But if the person with this disease is a master of martial arts, that would be different..."

Shen and Fu didn't expect that she could catch an unexpected joy. She named the old man, "Ding Xiaosor, the alley butcher who raped and killed more than a dozen boys, am I right?"

"The old man can guarantee that no one has seen the old man's face now, how did you recognize the old man?!"

Ding Xiaochou asked.

"I haven't seen you now. The only memory of you is the portrait of you when you looked like thirty years old...

"But when I looked at you in the crowd, I felt like you were a wanted criminal. Besides, when ordinary people saw me with a knife, their instinctive reaction was to avoid. It was the first one to hit it."

Shen Fu smiled, "You are too concerned about your disguise, but it makes people think that there is a problem."

Ding Xiao's face was full of annoyance, and he didn't expect that he had the problem in such a place.

Embroidery knife: "..."

You really have a pair of righteous eyes.

It can be seen...

Zhao Qin in the corner twitched his mouth.

At the beginning, the wanted criminals were sent to Shenfu, mainly because he wanted Shenfu to practice his hands and earn some money by the way to ensure his own spending.

She didn't want Shen Fu to know that she had been staring at her all the time.

But the level of restraint that Shen and Fu had against wanted criminals... really surpassed her imagination.

I always feel that if one day, if Shen and Fu are in charge of the six doors, there will be a scene of Qing Haiyan in the world.

Nothing else... at least few wanted criminals dare to pose.

The author has something to say: I saw a movie today, "Why Home", shot in Lebanon.

After reading it, there is only one feeling, it is great to live in a peaceful country.

At least in China, hard work is still a meaningful thing.

Thanks to the little angel who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution during 2020-03-2323:33:49~2020-03-2501:46:48~

Thanks to the little angel who threw landmines: 1 pmpp;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!