The Queen of Gossip

"Brother Huang..."

Subconsciously, the name blurted out.

A warm color flashed across Huang's face, and his obsidian eyes lit up.

"Saori, do you remember?"

Su Wanqing was taken aback, shook her head, and said, "I just saw some fragments."

"What part?" Huang asked impatiently.

Su Wanqing opened her thin lips slightly, thought for a while, and then closed them again.

"It's nothing, just a little thing."

She sat up, put down her helmet, and got out of bed.

"Why is it a trivial matter? I need to know the progress of this contact hypnosis, so that I can know the intensity next time..."

"It's really nothing!" Su Wanqing interrupted him, "I just saw Grandpa, he... took me for a walk."

Huang was silent, and his excitement gradually cooled down.

He thought that after she woke up, the first time she called his name, she--

"I want to meet Grandpa, is that okay?" Su Wanqing asked.

She had a lot of questions and wanted to ask the old man.

"Of course, the lord has wanted to see you for a long time, and has been waiting for you to fully recover."

"Just now, I can't wait."

Su Wanqing stood up and walked towards the door. After more than ten years, the layout of the whole courtyard has not changed, it is still so simple and remote.

"Saori—" Hoshino Huang called her from behind.

"I know the way, don't follow me."

Su Wanqing waved her hand to stop the man.

Akira Hoshino stood on the spot, watching her gradually receding back, expressionless, with a trace of loneliness flashing across his deep pool-like black eyes.

Next time, he must persevere longer, thoroughly dig out her deeply buried memory, and let her completely recall herself.

Su Wanqing walked south along the corridor, and finally stopped in front of a quiet bamboo house. In front of the elegant house, there was a spring with fish swimming.

This is the study where the lord usually stays.

There are no guards in front of the door, only hidden guards. Anyone who wants to survive will not dare to trespass without authorization.

When Su Wanqing took a step closer to Yashe's small courtyard, two sharp daggers were thrown from a height and landed in front of her feet.

Although Su Wanqing was surprised, she did not retreat because of it.She raised her head and shouted to a looming figure high in the bamboo forest: "Puppet Girl, long time no see."

The woman in the green skirt at the top of the bamboo forest gradually fell down. She looked good, in her 30s, about the same age as Su Jiuge.

The puppet girl stared at Su Wanqing for a while, her eyes widened suddenly, and she asked in surprise, "Miss Jiuzi, are you back?"

Su Wanqing shook her head and said, "You're talking about my mother."

"Then you don't—" The surprise on Puppet Ji's face was even worse.

"I want to see Grandpa, can you let me know?"

"Okay, Miss Saori."

The puppet girl's figure was like a gust of wind, flashing into the forest and disappearing.

There are four major shadow guards around the lord, all of whom were born as ninjas with first-class skills, and Puppet Girl is one of them.

After about 10 minutes, there was another green shadow, and the puppet girl flashed in front of her again, and said respectfully: "Miss Saori, the lord let you in."

Su Wanqing nodded, followed behind the puppet girl, and entered the bamboo forest elegant house.

She was the only one who entered the door. It was a simple and large Japanese room. In the partial memory that was just unlocked, she often came here.