Yuzhu still doesn't understand, on the day she received the letter of resignation from King Jin, the young lady's face was calm and waveless, and she didn't see how sad the young lady was, why did she jump into the fishing pond to find a short time?

Could it be that this is more mourning than heart death, and the young lady has made up her mind to die, so she is not sad?

Thinking of this, Yuzhu scolded Ling Chen in her heart, and greeted Ling Chen's ancestors for the eighteenth generation with the most vicious words she could think of. After scolding, I felt afraid, Ling Chen's ancestor, wasn't he the first emperor of the first emperor?

Yuzhu helped the young lady up hard, let her lean on her thin body, and carefully fed her the medicine little by little.

It's bitter!

Lu Man was choked half to death by a bitter medicine, couldn't help coughing, and opened his eyes slightly, it was a broken hut, and a small yellow face shook in front of her......

Yuzhu shook his hands in fright, all the medicine was spilled on the ground, he looked at Lu Man blankly, and after reacting for a moment, he was surprised and happy, hugging Lu Man and crying and laughing, "Miss, Miss, you finally woke up!" "It's been more than a month, she thought that Miss would never wake up again, but she didn't expect that her aunt was in the spirit of heaven, bless Miss to wake up.

Lu Man's face suddenly sank.

"Tell Watson to come to me." She shouted coldly.

sneered in his heart, Watson's marksmanship was nothing more than that, and he didn't kill her with one shot.

"Qu ...... Minister? Miss, what is this? Yuzhu looked at Lu Man blankly, not knowing what she said in a daze.

Not a Watchen?

"You can't be a Tyrannosaurus rex." Lu Man said with a cold face, his slender fingers slammed into Yuzhu's throat. How many hairs the tyrannosaurus has on its body, Lu Man knows it clearly, a big living person, where can he hide it from her?

"Ahem, ahem, Miss, I'm Jade and Yuzhu." Yuzhu's face turned white with fright, and her pale and colorless face was pinched so red that it turned blue, and then turned purple.

Yuzhu?

In the end, it is a girl who has depended on each other since childhood, Lu Man's heart moved, why is this name somewhat familiar?

"Who the hell are you?" Lu Man frowned, and gradually let go of his hand, a pair of bright eyes as sharp as eagle eyes, staring at Yuzhu vigilantly, the depth of his eyes was like a pool of deep water, as if he wanted to ingest people deeply.

As soon as Lu Man opened his eyes and encountered an unfamiliar environment, out of professional instinct and vigilance, his first reaction was that his thin white and slender hands tightened, and the whole person was in a state of imminent triggering, and then pinched the jade bamboo. Yuzhu didn't know that in her young lady's thoughts, these small white hands could let her lie down at the ghost gate.

"Who am I?" Yuzhu's eyes widened, and she was puzzled: "Miss doesn't know the slave?" ”

"Slave?" Murong Yan's sharp gaze looked at Yuzhu, a thin child who had been malnourished for a long time, and the clothes on his body were even more tattered than this tattered hut.

Finding that Yuzhu did not have any threatening power, Lu Man took off his guard and looked away, his eyes swept over the dilapidated hut again, and when he touched his pair of delicate and beautiful fingers like snow, Rao is heart no matter how tough her heart was, she had to be horrified, and suddenly wondered: "Who am I?" ”

It's not her hand! Her hands have been holding guns for a long time, they are calloused, and their joints are thick and deformed, and these slender and well-proportioned hands, as white and tender as fine porcelain, are by no means comparable to her hands.

"Who are you?" Yuzhu's mouth also widened, and she was surprised: "Miss doesn't remember herself?" ”

Lu Man wanted to stand up, but after lying down for a long time, his body was weak and weak, his head hurt violently again, he reached out to stroke his forehead, his eyes were dark, and he fainted again.

"Miss! Miss! Yuzhu cried in fright, pinching and slapping.

After a while, Lu Man woke up slowly, with a splitting headache, and he didn't know whether it was because of time travel or because he had slept for too long, and his whole body was sore. She quietly looked at the room, looked at the tattered jade bamboo, raised her hand to look at her flawless hands, and said with a cold face: "What are you crying for?" Where did I die so easily? ”

But who is she?

Who the hell is she?

Lu Man looked at Yuzhu who was staring at him nervously in confusion, and after a while, he muttered, "You are Yuzhu?" ”

Lu Man only felt weird, obviously he hadn't seen this girl, why did she look like an acquaintance?

Yuzhu was pleasantly surprised, "Miss, you finally remembered the slave." ”

Memories came flooding in, and Lu Man's indifferent expression, which had not changed for thousands of years, finally broke the ice.

She finally knew who she was.

Lu Man looked at the girl in front of her who had been dependent on her since childhood, her long-term malnutrition made her look like a little girl, and she had to work hard to take care of Murong Yan who was in a coma, and her body was getting thinner and thinner.

Lu Man's heart was throbbing inexplicably, and she felt it, this was a throbbing that didn't belong to her.

Thinking that the master and servant had been dependent on each other for more than ten years, and in such a situation, Lu Man, who had already been as hard as iron, couldn't help but be slightly moved, and there was a rare smile on his face, "Yuzhu, you have worked hard!" ”

Yuzhu shook her head desperately, and said with a smile: "As long as the young lady wakes up, the slave is not hard at all." ”

Lu Man glanced at her, slowly accepting this incredible fact in her heart, and she said affirmatively: "You are Yuzhu, I am Murong Yan." ”

It's also Lu Man.

Tyrannosaurus asked her what her name was before she died, and she told him after he died that her real name was Lu Man.

Although Lu Man has a bright identity, she has always been an undercover agent since she walked out of the military point school, and the undercover agent will always live at the forefront of the darkness, and there will never be light or future.

Lu Man smiled bitterly in his heart, since God let her live again, okay, then she will be Murong Yan.

Lu Man, who was scarred in his heart, had died under his lover's gun.

Since then, there is only Murong Yan, and there is no Lu Man.

Murong Yan in the sun under the wanton life.

The sound of joy came faintly, Murong Yan's face turned cold, and she said in a cold voice: "Ling Chen is going to marry Murong Makeup?" ”

Yuzhu looked at Miss with pity and sadness, and some fear, she always felt that Miss's eyes were so cold and cold, and they were scary...... It seemed that it was different from before, and the young lady's eyes were unusually sharp and cold.

"Isn't it?" Murong Yan's cold voice became a little heavier.

Yuzhu is an honest person and is not good at lying, otherwise Mrs. Feng would not have left her, "Miss, don't be sad, you hurt your body, Second Miss...... She must have a hard time, please Miss still forgot...... King of Jin. ”

"Bitter?" Murong Yan smiled contemptuously, "Do you know who pushed me into the water?" ”

Yuzhu was so surprised that she almost bit her tongue, "Isn't Miss—didn't she kill herself?" ”

Murong Yan sneered: "I'm living a good life, why do I have to look for a short view?" Just for a negative man who is not worth relying on? ”

Bah!

Whether ancient or modern, these men are not a good thing, one is more negative than the other, and one is worse than the other.

"Who pushed Miss into the water?" Yuzhu said angrily.

Murong Yan snorted coldly and did not answer Yuzhu.