Lu Beicheng said nothing, just looked at Zhen Jiuer quietly.

Jiu'er met his gaze with a sincere expression: "Uncle Nine Emperors was my husband in my previous life...that is, my husband."

"If you believe it, you are the reincarnation of my Nine Emperors Uncle. If you don't believe it..."

"I believe it." Nothing is more exciting than this answer.

Although, Lu Beicheng has always been an atheist.

He wouldn't believe it if anyone else told him about his past and present lives.

But Jiu'er is different.

He believed what Jiuer said.

I don’t know where the love comes from, but it goes deeper and deeper.

This girl didn't know what kind of magic she had cast on him. After just half a month of getting along with her, she had already been deeply imprinted in his heart.

He released the big palm holding her wrist.

Jiu'er immediately picked up his fingers, pricked each fingertip with a silver needle.

Very deep.

It hurts.

But Lu Beicheng didn't even frown, he just looked at her quietly.

Ji Mingyu came back soon. Jiuer picked up the syringe, replaced the needle, and injected him with serum.

After that, we started to treat the wound again.

Pull out the poisonous blood and give it to Ji Mingyu, asking him to find Qiao Qiao and use the only machine he has to analyze the toxin...

She is very busy, and when she is busy, she has a very serious face.

Lu Beicheng's vision gradually began to become blurry.

Everything in the world seems to be getting harder and harder to see, but Jiu'er's face is getting clearer and clearer.

I don’t know if it’s clear in my eyes or in my heart.

In short, the Jiu'er in his eyes was so clear that even the tender down on her face seemed to be visible.

She said that he was her husband in her previous life...

Finally, in a state of satisfaction, Lu Beicheng closed his eyes...

…

"How are you, uncle?" Lu Feifan rushed back from nowhere. When he came back, he was dusty and dusty.

"Miss Jiu'er and Miss Qiao are inside. Third Young Master, you can't go in now."

Ji Mingyu blocked him outside the tent, refusing to give an inch.

"I'm going to see my uncle..."

"Miss Jiu'er said that Master Jiu is out of danger and will be fine for the time being."

"Sure?"

"Sure."

Hearing this, Lu Feifan breathed a sigh of relief.

But he immediately became worried about another thing: "Where is Xia Zi?"

Ji Mingyu frowned, "Third Young Master, you seem to care too much about this woman."

"Where is she now? What did you do to her?" Lu Feifan knew that the matter could not be hidden from his uncle.

My uncle and Lao Ji must have known about the fact that I let Xia Zi go from Jiu'er.

But what exactly caused this incident, he couldn't say.

"Lao Ji, I have no hostility towards my uncle, but Xia Zi..."

"She assassinated Master Jiu. We have called the police. When the police arrive, they will take her away."

They did not engage in lynching. In this era, there was no such thing as lynching.

Xia Zi would be injured just because Ji Mingyu wanted to save Master Jiu and Miss Jiu'er and prevent Xia Zi from continuing to commit crimes.

As for Xia Zi's future fate, that is not something they can control.

But there will definitely be accusations that should be made.

Xia Zi cannot escape legal punishment.

"Third Young Master, since this matter has nothing to do with you, I advise you not to wade into this muddy water."

Ji Mingyu is not in a good mood now. Master Jiu is injured, and he is as anxious as Zhen Jiuer.

Facing Lu Feifan, who may have a special relationship with Xia Zi, his attitude naturally did not improve.

"If you still insist on having your own way, Master Jiu will no longer care about the friendship between you!" .

Lu Beicheng said nothing, just looked at Zhen Jiuer quietly.

Jiu'er met his gaze with a sincere expression: "Uncle Nine Emperors was my husband in my previous life...that is, my husband."

"If you believe it, you are the reincarnation of my Nine Emperors Uncle. If you don't believe it..."

"I believe it." Nothing is more exciting than this answer.

Although, Lu Beicheng has always been an atheist.

He wouldn't believe it if anyone else told him about his past and present lives.

But Jiu'er is different.

He believed what Jiuer said.

I don’t know where the love comes from, but it goes deeper and deeper.

This girl didn't know what kind of magic she had cast on him. After just half a month of getting along with her, she had already been deeply imprinted in his heart.

He released the big palm holding her wrist.

Jiu'er immediately picked up his fingers, pricked each fingertip with a silver needle.

Very deep.

It hurts.

But Lu Beicheng didn't even frown, he just looked at her quietly.

Ji Mingyu came back soon. Jiuer picked up the syringe, replaced the needle, and injected him with serum.

After that, we started to treat the wound again.

Pull out the poisonous blood and give it to Ji Mingyu, asking him to find Qiao Qiao and use the only machine he has to analyze the toxin...

She is very busy, and when she is busy, she has a very serious face.

Lu Beicheng's vision gradually began to become blurry.

Everything in the world seems to be getting harder and harder to see, but Jiu'er's face is getting clearer and clearer.

I don’t know if it’s clear in my eyes or in my heart.

In short, the Jiu'er in his eyes was so clear that even the tender down on her face seemed to be visible.

She said that he was her husband in her previous life...

Finally, in a state of satisfaction, Lu Beicheng closed his eyes...

…

"How are you, uncle?" Lu Feifan rushed back from nowhere. When he came back, he was dusty and dusty.

"Miss Jiu'er and Miss Qiao are inside. Third Young Master, you can't go in now."

Ji Mingyu blocked him outside the tent, refusing to give an inch.

"I'm going to see my uncle..."

"Miss Jiu'er said that Master Jiu is out of danger and will be fine for the time being."

"Sure?"

"Sure."

Hearing this, Lu Feifan breathed a sigh of relief.

But he immediately became worried about another thing: "Where is Xia Zi?"

Ji Mingyu frowned, "Third Young Master, you seem to care too much about this woman."

"Where is she now? What did you do to her?" Lu Feifan knew that the matter could not be hidden from his uncle.

My uncle and Lao Ji must have known about the fact that I let Xia Zi go from Jiu'er.
To be continued...