Don't panic, the prince, the patriarch of fortune, she has space

Chapter 375, the temper may not be very good
With a bad temper, Feng Qingluo looked at the young man in front of her depressedly.

The boy's face was still the same boy, but his temperament, tone of voice, and style had all changed.

Well, she can't get used to Qin Zhi who is as cold as ice.

Very uncomfortable!

Before he lost his memory, Qin Zhi was undoubtedly proud. The proud son of heaven who had just fallen into the clouds, and at the age of teenage rebellion, how could he bear Feng Qingluo's cold eyes, so he immediately walked out with his face down.

This girl is as beautiful as she is beautiful, but she has a bad temper.

Even if he is down and out, he is still the majestic king of Nan'an, except for the lackey eunuch who came down from the court, who would dare to show him face!
Feng Qingluo watched him walk out, holding a breath in her heart.

But looking at the pitch-black sky outside, she immediately realized that it was midnight, how could she let a patient who had just woken up from a coma for half a month go out like this?

She should call Qin Zhi to stop, and then invite the old Taoist priest and Bai Jingxing over to give him a diagnosis.

Feng Qingluo tried her best to suppress the suffocation in her heart and chase it out.

"Qin Zhi! Where are you going... in the middle of the night?"

Before he finished speaking, he realized that Qin Zhi had been stopped by someone. There was a row of people kneeling in front of him. Han Yan and the night watchmen came out, and someone had already rushed to inform the old Taoist priest.

"This subordinate has seen the prince!" Han Yan and others said in unison.

Feng Qingluo was standing two steps behind Qin Zhi, she couldn't see the expression of the person in front of her clearly, but she could feel his changes from his straight back.

She was pretty sure the man had regained his memory.

She stared closely at Qin Zhi's back, feeling very complicated.

Both hope that he will recover his memory, and fear that he will recover his memory.

"Get up!" Qin Zhi's majestic voice is completely different from Feng Qingluo's familiar appearance this year.

"Thank you, master!"

A group of subordinates were so excited that their voices trembled. God knows how they survived this half a month?

Qin Zhi's sharp gaze swept down, and among those standing up were Han Yan, Qin Qi, Qin Yi, Qin Er, and Qin San.

"Why are you all here?"

He remembered that when he came to Luoxia Village, he only brought Han Yan with him, and later he was chased and killed by the two of them and separated.

In the process of being hunted down, he pretended to fall off the cliff, with the intention of avoiding the gang of killers, but unexpectedly, he was rescued by the head of the Feng clan by mistake.

He just couldn't find an excuse to get close to the Feng family. At that time, he was seriously injured and had to recuperate at the head of the Feng family for a period of time, which coincided with his original intention.

pity……

More than a month has passed, and the wounds on his body are all healed. As a result, the relationship with the young patriarch of the Feng clan is still lukewarm, and he has not been able to find any secrets of the Feng clan from her.

In his opinion, the Feng family is just a group of mountain people living in the deep mountains by hunting. They are cowardly, cowardly and ignorant. It is a miracle that there are still people alive like this!

So he left disappointed, who would have thought...

Qin Zhi frowned, why did he come back here again?

"Master, you have been in a coma due to the poison more than half a month ago, so we took turns guarding the patriarch's house."

"Poisoned hair? In a coma?" Qin Zhi frowned, "Why don't I have any impression?"

Han Yan: "Master, you haven't woken up since you fell into a coma. It's normal to have no memory."

"Is that right?"

But he always felt that something was missing in his mind, and he couldn't recall it.

Is it the memory of the past half a month that is missing?
With such a good kung fu, the old Taoist came rolling and crawling, with Taoist robes draped around his body indiscriminately, making people unable to bear to look directly at him.

Seeing this, several people present couldn't help but twitch their mouths, the old man's appearance is always so special!
(End of this chapter)