The retired man went into the wrong book, and his beautiful husband loved him

Yun Qing was also confused. Although he thought watching a movie was novel, the content seemed unlucky and he didn't like it.

But at this moment, Lin Qiqi's attention was on the pig ornament.

She herself doesn't like pig-shaped things, and this thing looks really out of place in the bookshelf.

Unless, this ornament is prepared for someone else.

Plus, who would write a 45-degree angle tip for themselves for no reason? It looks silly. It must have been for others to see, so it must have been a message to Yun Qing.

Thinking about the key content of this movie, Lin Qiqi seemed to understand what she was trying to say: I know everything you are planning, and I pretend not to know and try to cooperate? Is that right?

If she could go back in time, Lin Qiqi would definitely give herself a big fight: What kind of amazing brain circuit is this? Is my brain broken? It's so useless and so corny, it's really enough. I can't think about it, it's too embarrassing, it feels like social death.

Yun Qing watched the expressions of the people around him change again and again. He didn't quite understand what Lin Qiqi was struggling with, and it was not easy to ask too much. He could only sit there and wait obediently.

When the ice cream cone saw the movie, the whole cone went numb. It knew the movie, as Lin Qiqi had seen it at least three times, but that was during her illness. At that time, Lin Qiqi was emotionally unstable, and her brain circuits were different from those of ordinary people, so she had to be sent to the hypnosis room in the end.

But when did she hide this pig? She had no idea. The couple were both quite nervous and used to it. They just waited for Lin Qiqi to regain her memory and howl in regret, and then had to wake herself up in the middle of the night in embarrassment.

Then think about the complex Yunqing built. Just wait and see who's going to be the most embarrassed. Ice Cream Cone was so excited that he checked the system mall. Wow! There was actually news about Wei Si.

"Master, there is news about Guisi." Ice Cream Towel quickly called Lin Qiqi. It was now extremely looking forward to the couple recovering their memories.

Lin Qiqi heard the joy in Ice Cream Cone's tone and thought it was happy for her, so she quickly entered the system mall to check. Sure enough, there was a light flashing in the wishing well. It was indeed the strange silk, but it had not yet materialized. It seemed that it was evaluating the price and how to obtain it.

Lin Qiqi prefers it to appear in the system mall for her to purchase, because if it is obtained for free, she is afraid that some tasks will be forcibly added, and if it is difficult to complete, it will affect the progress of her plan.

But there was no point in being anxious, she could only wait.

As she put the pig figurine back into the bookcase, Lin Qiqi suddenly caught sight of a report on the paternity test instrument. It lay there alone, as if crying out, "Why hasn't anyone read it yet?"

Lin Qiqi then remembered that she had not taken care of the blood she had collected in the secret room after throwing it into the machine, thinking it was just a sample collection.

However, at this moment, the report was faintly flashing with white light, as if calling Lin Qiqi to open it quickly.

Lin Qiqi picked up the report, took a quick look, and was stunned: No way? What a coincidence!

He turned around and glanced at Yun Qing behind him, then handed him the report: "A Qing, I think we found your father?"

Yun Qing took the report with confusion: "Didn't Qiqi say that he and my mother were imprisoned in the valley together?"

Lin Qiqi nodded: "It seems that it was in Yun Mansion before, and then moved here."

Yun Qing opened the report and took a look. He had seen Lin Qiqi's report before. The content was very similar, except for the different numbers.

"Looks like I need to have a good chat with Yun Boyu to see if he knows who your biological father is," Lin Qiqi said. "Looking at the situation in the secret room, it's similar to how Old Madam Xu was imprisoned. They don't want his life, but they won't let him live well either. The only difference is that there's no formation in the secret room."

Yun Qing felt a little complicated. What happened to his grandfather had already surprised him, and now there was news about his biological father. None of this had happened in his previous life. Now that he was living again, Qiqi was back, and everything was indeed different.

"Let's go back to the Yun Mansion." Lin Qiqi took Yun Qing's hand and shook it gently, "I'll show you a good show."

At midnight.

Yun Boyu tossed and turned in bed, unable to fall asleep.

What happened recently has been spinning in his mind.

First he was kidnapped, and then he met Cang Qing. He originally thought that he would be detained in the Imperial Master's Mansion, but he didn't expect that he would be allowed to go home without even being punished.

Based on his previous understanding of Cang Qing, Yun Boyu felt that there must be a greater punishment waiting for him, and he felt very uneasy.

And how did his son become like that? He hangs out in Nanfeng Pavilion all day long, with no ambition and no manners.

Maybe Yunnan Sang is still sad. After all, it was his father who pushed him out. Maybe he will feel better once the sadness passes.

I had wanted the Imperial Master to accept him as his disciple before, and I finally got the chance to talk to him, but now he has become like this. Sigh.

Yun Boyu sat at his desk, his thoughts surging like a tide, his mind constantly interweaving and flickering. Gradually, he felt a wave of fatigue set in, and his eyelids grew heavy, as if weighed down by a heavy burden.

He vaguely felt that there were gusts of cold wind blowing around his head. The wind was so chilly that he couldn't help but shiver.

An extremely itchy feeling spread across his eyelids, as if countless tiny insects were crawling on them. Yun Boyu couldn't stand the itch any more, so he closed his eyes and raised his hand to gently scratch.

However, when his fingers touched that spot, he actually felt a strand of soft and smooth hair! He was startled, thinking that the little hair he had left was not combed neatly, so he casually pushed it aside.

But just as he pushed aside this strand of hair, another strand fell silently, and with the faint cold wind, it gently caressed his eyelids.

Yun Boyu became more and more irritated. He suddenly opened his eyes and wanted to see what was causing the trouble.

However, the scene before him instantly terrified him—a woman with a face as pale as paper and long, disheveled hair was quietly floating right above him!

Her body seemed weightless, floating in the air, the ends of her hair dancing wildly in the wind, swaying back and forth over his eyelids.

Ghost! Yun Boyu was terrified and opened his mouth wide to scream, but to his despair, his throat seemed to be blocked by something. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't make even the slightest sound.

The entire room was pitch black, with only the faint moonlight streaming in through the window illuminating the terrifying scene. With that little moonlight, Yun Boyu trembled as he looked towards the woman's face, only to find it somewhat familiar.

Just as he was about to take a closer look, blood suddenly began to flow from the woman's eyes without any warning! The bright red, thick blood slowly flowed down her cheeks, and drops of sticky blood with a warm breath continuously dripped onto Yun Boyu's face...

Yun Boyu's eyes rolled back and he fainted from fright.

It wasn't long before Yun Boyu woke up again. When he woke up, he smelled a faint fragrance.

The woman was still floating right above him, staring at Yun Boyu without blinking, blood still dripping from her eyes.

The more Yun Boyu looked, the more familiar she looked. Finally, he asked tremblingly, "An...An Ning?"

The woman did not respond or move, but Yun Boyu felt a sudden gust of wind and two slaps landed hard on his left and right cheeks.

Yun Boyu was stunned. No way, was it really Gong Anning? Was Gong Anning dead and here to seek revenge? Otherwise, given her physical condition, it would be impossible for her to leave that place.

Yun Boyu suddenly felt cold all over and his body stiffened. Gong An Ning must not die. If she and that man died, their plan would be ruined.

Just as Yun Boyu was about to speak, the female ghost suddenly descended, landing just a little more than a fist's distance from him, staring into his eyes, motionless and silent.

Yun Boyu's heart was beating so fast that he fainted again.

The female ghost suddenly reached out and patted his face: "Hey, stop pretending to be dead."

No response. Absolutely no response.

Yunshan jumped down from the beam, pried open Yun Boyu's eyelids and took a look: "This time he is really dizzy." Then he turned to look at the female ghost: "You acted too well, just like a real ghost."

Liu Anyu, who was dressed as Gong An Ning, rolled her eyes speechlessly: Maybe she wasn't playing a ghost?

In fact, they didn't know what Gong An Ning looked like now, and the portrait provided by Tiantong was also from many years ago. It was only because Yun Boyu was upset, and with the help of the incense that disturbed his mind, that it was so smooth.

"Carry him over and proceed according to the plan." Liu Anyu said to Yunshan, "I'll be there soon."

"Okay." Yunshan picked up Yun Boyu and carried him on his shoulders and walked out of the door in a swagger. The guards around Yun Boyu's yard were sleeping soundly at this moment.

Liu Anyu watched Yunshan leave and disappeared from the spot.