The spring days were long, and she wore a blue gauze skirt and dragged a long skirt to the ground. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The figure is naturally excellent, but what surprised Chu Yunsheng that he was almost speechless at this moment was because this woman's appearance was almost exactly the same as her!

It's not the same as her current rebirth, but her previous life, Chu Yunsheng, who has a red birthmark of Lingxiao Flower and is called a hot pot demon by the world, is exactly the same!

Even the Lingxiao flower on the right sideburn is no different.

Chu Yunsheng looked at her as she walked in steps, as if she was looking at herself in the previous life through time and space. If it weren't for her, she would have thought for almost a moment that the man wasn't dead.

Chu Yunsheng's heart ached, seeing that face that he was familiar with to the shock, he walked closer and closer to him, and many of her dusty memories were also reviving little by little as she approached.

Those dark days that she didn't dare to think about and couldn't think about, those days of ridicule and spurning after leaving the tower, and the days when she was finally used by He Rong and killed by Tang Xuexu......

Little by little, all came to mind when I saw that face again.

Her heart was numb with pain, and tears poured out of her eyes before she knew it, and fell directly down her cheeks.

However, these hot tears also made her lose her sense of proportion because of the first sight of this woman instantly returned to her place, she blinked her eyes as soon as she reacted, and forced the remaining tears in her eyes back, and then opened her eyes and looked at He Rong on the opposite side, wanting to see if his abnormality had been seen by him at this moment, but this time, he found that He Rong was actually stunned and looked at the woman who walked slowly from outside the garden, and the dark eyes were filled with inexplicable feelings.

Chu Yunsheng didn't have time to think about what he meant by this expression, and before He Rong came back to his senses, she hurriedly raised her hand and touched her cheek, wiped the tears on her face, and then turned her eyes to look at the woman who was bowing down with Yi Yiran walking in front of her, her body trembling a little, her eyes were already clear, and there were no waves.

"Look up. He Rong's gaze was firmly locked on her face as soon as the woman appeared, and even though she was kneeling in front of the stairs at this time, so close, he still seemed to be in a trance and felt that he was dazzled and wrong. this

How can there be two identical women in the world?

He Rong's voice was faint, but the tone was filled with the coercion of the long-time high-ranking person who was not angry and self-threatening, which made the woman's body stunned, and under the blowing of such a warm spring breeze, she actually began to feel the cold, but she still had the courage to raise her bright and moving eyes and look at He Rong.

Click!

A crisp sound sounded in the pavilion, Chu Yunsheng followed the sound and looked, only to see that the white jade teacup in He Rong's palm broke in response, and the tea was hot, spilling his hands and bodies, but he didn't feel it at all, and continued to hold the broken porcelain piece tightly, his eyes were like a hook, and he tightly locked the face of the woman kneeling in front of him.

The same look, the same look, even the innocent eyes that she looked at herself with nervousness and fear, were exactly the same as the woman at that time.

At that time, he was waiting for her outside the lock demon tower, and when she saw him for the first time, she looked at herself like this, those smart eyes, the pupils were like black crystals, inlaid in the glass-like eyes, like this red dust, ten miles of soft red, all under her eyes, but it seemed to be everything in this world, all quiet and beautiful, all the dirt, not in her eyes.

What kind of eyes are that.

He Rong suppressed his surging heart at this time, and then looked at the woman in front of him, only to feel that although it was similar, but if he looked closely, there was still something different.

For example, these eyes, the woman's eyes are so clear and clear, and the aura is compelling, and the woman in front of her, although she is also clear and smart, but the eyebrows at the corners of her eyes are slightly raised, and in the clear, it is a little more charming and moving, as if it only takes a smoke wave to circulate, so that the stunning man in this world is willing to fall for it, be hooked, be captured, and be willing to become a minister under her skirt.

For example, this figure, the woman in the memory is too thin, especially when she was released from the lock demon tower, there is only a skeleton left, and although the woman in front of her is also thin, her face is full and ruddy, and she is a little more beautiful than her.

If she takes care of her body later, she will grow like this in the end, right?

He Rong sighed in his heart, but he didn't give himself almost to delve into why there was such an inexplicable out-of-control emotion, he had already regained his self-control, and lost the broken white jade cup in his hand with his eyes, and then looked at the palm of his hand, which had been cut into several blood marks by the fragment, and the red blood came out along the lines of the palm, but he didn't seem to feel any pain, he raised his hand and put it aside like no one, and let the palace maid on the side help him bandage it busily, and his eyes were slightly cold and looked at the woman who was still kneeling below and was frightened: "Who are you and what is your name?"

"Your Majesty, the slave's name is Liu Wanwan, and she is the girl of Wanhualou. After saying this, Liu Wanwan felt that the gaze that came to her was a little colder, under such a majestic gaze, she couldn't use any strength at all, she just wanted to kneel on the ground, find a gap, and hide herself deep inside, but the person who was born ordered herself to raise her head, so even though she was afraid to die, she still had to hold her breath and force her body to meet the man's gaze.

He Rong's gaze swept over her face little by little, as if he was trying his best to see her face clearly, from the tip of the eyebrows, to the bridge of the nose, to the red lips, to the chin, and then up, to the earlobe, and finally when it fell to the red flowers on her right forehead, the cold color in his eyes was a little colder and said, "Born?"

Liu Wanwan's eyes didn't dare to blink, and when he met He Rong's gaze, he found that he was staring at his forehead, panicked in his heart, couldn't hold it anymore, his body fell to the ground softly, and cried: "This is not born by a slave, my mother said that it is easier to make the guests like this, so I ordered someone to stab it, and asked Your Majesty to forgive me, this is not the original intention of the slave, and the fight between the sons of the Cui Lin family, it is not the fault of the slave, the two sons have always had a dispute, but it only broke out today, ask Your Majesty to see it, the slave ......"

"That's enough! Lone didn't ask you about today. He Rong's tone interrupted her crying coldly, his eyes were firmly fixed on the Lingxiao flower on her tattoo and said: "Didn't Wanhualou's mother tell you why you wanted to tattoo this mark? Even if she didn't tell you at the beginning, then at that time, the benefactors brought to you because of this mark, and even the signboard that your Wanhualou put out, didn't they say the reason?"

He Rong's voice was extremely cold, revealing the cool air that came out of the cold hell, and he was talking about questions, but his tone was real determination and rebuke.

Liu Wanwan, who was crying on the ground on the ground, had already panicked, and hurriedly kowtowed and cried: "The slave doesn't know if it's okay, my mother said that it was the demon of Chen Guo, and it has nothing to do with our Zhao State, saying that I only need to take care of this face, so that those benefactors who come can hold me into an oiran, the slave doesn't know that this is wrong, the slave has no parents since he was a child, and he has never studied the law and doesn't understand the law, I don't know if it's wrong, Your Majesty ......"

"Enough!" He Rong took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and didn't want to look at this face anymore, and said in a tone that was still as cold as ice: "With you, you are also worthy of stabbing this Lingxiao flower?!"

As he spoke, he suddenly opened his eyes and instructed the general of the Imperial Forest Army and the eunuch in charge of the palace army who were on standby next to him: "Go and give the Wanhualou to the lonely end, and punish the old bustard to death," as he spoke, he turned his eyes and looked at Liu Wanwan, who was completely frightened and couldn't make a sound, and said, "Remove her tattoos." ”

The last word, like a knife, is fierce, murderous and hateful.

However, such a delicate Lingxiao flower tattoo has already experienced an inhuman pain to be tattooed, it is the embroidery girl with excellent skills who pricked the silver needle thousands of times, and stabbed the red into the flesh and bones, but now if you want to get rid of it, I am afraid that the pain will be even worse.

He Rongyan said, and the little palace maids who were serving on the periphery heard a trace of unbearable color in their eyes.

But since the order had been given, two Royal Forest Army soldiers immediately stepped forward and set up willow silk on the left and right.

From He Rong's words, to the two people who came forward to drag Liu Wanwan away, her whole person was in a state of standing, and it was not until her body was erected that she reacted from the huge panic, and she began to cry heartbreakingly.

Chu Yunsheng, who was sitting opposite He Rong, had already had cold limbs, and after seeing this woman, he finally regained his composure and calmness, but after hearing her say that she was from Qinglou, and because her appearance was too similar to herself, she was tattooed with Ling Xiaohua by the old bustard, so she recruited many benefactors with the same posture as the "demon of the country", and thus became the Oiran of Wanhualou......

For a while, Chu Yunsheng's mood was mixed.

When she thought of the woman in front of her with the same face as herself, how many men had been tossed and turned, and she was tactfully happy, her stomach was overturned.

It's uncomfortable and it's tight, it's hateful it's tight, and it's cold and it's cold.

It's uncomfortable, and it's uncomfortable to think of the men who have had a love with this woman, more or less holding that they are playing with the "evil of the country".

Hate, but not because of this woman, after all, her fate in the Qinglou is pitiful enough, and she is manipulated by others, what she hates is this world, this person who does not know the truth and follows the trend to curse himself as a world of disasters and demons, on the one hand, he shouts and kills himself, on the other hand, he is proud to occupy a dirty soul that can enjoy the same body as the appearance of the "Disaster Country Demon".

Cold, because people's hearts are cold, because of the cold and cruel fact that they are cold and cold.

Chu Yunsheng sat in place in a daze, forgetting his reaction, and could only stand to the side in a daze, looking at He Rong's disposition of the woman in front of him with cold limbs.

After hearing He Rong say such a punishment, when she wanted to remove the Ling Xiaohua mark that she had already pierced, Chu Yunsheng's heart suddenly tightened, and a faint needle-pricked, thin, and deep pain was born.

However, before she could speak, He Rong suddenly raised his hand and said to the two Royal Forest Army soldiers who had already dragged the crying Liu Wanwan out for a long distance: "Slow down first." ”

The two of them didn't know why, and they froze in place.

Liu Wanwan, who was erected, saw He Rong's eyes at this moment, as if she saw hope, and even forgot to cry, she opened her mouth wide.

Chu Yunsheng on the side was also stunned.

He Rong rarely has this kind of thing that makes his own decisions and backtracks.

He is a very stubborn person, he just made an order like this, but he immediately stopped, she looked at the expressions of the soldiers of the Imperial Forest Army and the eunuchs and palace maids around her, and she could guess that it should be the first time.

Ignoring everyone's puzzled gazes, He Rong slowly put down the right hand that had just been bandaged, and didn't look at Liu Wanwan, but said coldly: "Lock her up first, no one can see her without Lone's order." ”

"Wow. ”

Hearing this, the stunned Liu Wanwan finally came back to her senses, knowing that she had escaped first, she immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and her body immediately softened, allowing the two Royal Forest Army soldiers to drag her down.

However, Chu Yunsheng looked at He Rong very puzzled at this time, but seeing that his expression had returned to his usual calmness, and she couldn't see any clues at all, she couldn't help but quip: "When did it start that King Zhao also took pity on the jade like this?"

Hearing Chu Yunsheng's cool words, He Rong seemed to have just detached himself from the fact that he had just seen Liu Wanwan, who was exactly the same as Chu Yunsheng in his previous life, and realized that she had been beside him, he was stunned for a moment, then smiled with relief, and said calmly: "Miss Liu doesn't know who this woman deliberately imitated." ”

Qin Yunjin's memory is in Chu Yunsheng's mind, there is no paragraph, in her existing memory, Qin Yunjin has never seen herself before her death, and she herself is sure that she has not seen this woman, so there will be no intersection or even friendship between the two of them.

Therefore, when he heard He Rong's question, Chu Yunsheng raised his eyebrows, did not answer, and asked, "How do you know, but what if you don't know?"

Hearing this, He Rong smiled, unlike the previous smug and arrogant laughter, this laughter Chu Yunsheng sounded, but he vaguely felt a little bitter.

Bitterness?

As soon as this word came out, she couldn't help but want to laugh at herself, how could it be!

But seeing He Rong's expression again, he was no longer as calm as before, but a little lonely, Chu Yunsheng couldn't help but think of He Rong's expression and performance after seeing Liu Wanwan just now.

Although he was surprised, his expression at that time was a little excessive, and after hearing the identity of the woman and the tattoo Ling Xiaohua deliberately for it, the anger in his eyes was clear, and even let people get rid of the tattoo alive.

He's angry, what's he annoyed about?

Shouldn't it be a cold bystander and have nothing to do with yourself?

Chu Yunsheng was puzzled, raised his eyes and looked at it carefully, but He Rong had already returned to his usual calm and calm, as if the lonely look just now was just her illusion.

She couldn't help but feel a touch of self-deprecation in her heart, and sure enough, she was thinking too much.

(To be continued.) )