Chapter 169: Memories of Past Lives

The child's mother looked sad, her eyes were red, and she had obviously just cried.

Qin Chaolu was very puzzled, why didn't she ask the doctor at this time, or did they have already invited her, after all, she just saw one-sidedness and couldn't arbitrarily infer anything.

The child's mother stepped out of the way, and then said to the woman in red in a dumb voice, "Go in." ”

The woman in red hummed softly and followed.

Qin Chaolu also followed, and at this time, the candles in the house were bright, and under the light of the candles, the corners and corners of the house were illuminated.

She followed the light and looked around, and found that the furnishings in this room were unusually familiar, like the house she had been kidnapped by King Gong when she first arrived in the capital.

But she wasn't too sure, because many of the houses were almost the same. The only difference is in the decoration and ornaments in the house, and the flowers and trees in the backyard.

Qin Chaolu decided to go out to see if this house was the place where she was kidnapped in the first place.

Thankfully, she's just a wisp of empty consciousness now, able to get out through the walls.

It was a cool night outside, and the bright moon shone in the sky, passing through her body and falling to the ground, and there was no shadow of her on the ground, which made her feel a little uneasy, as if she was a ghost.

But she wanted to find out what was going on in the house, so she didn't think about whether it was a ghost or not, and went straight to the flower bed in the front yard.

She remembered that there was a locust tree in the center, and there were two osmanthus trees next to it.

Locust trees, osmanthus, there are really them.

She still remembers that the street outside the door went out, turned a corner, and then walked one street to the night house, I don't know how big the night stream is at this time, what it looks like, and what the night family looks like!

Hey, yes, she will definitely be able to see Yeliuhuai's father and mother when she goes to Yefu now, she is very curious about what Yeliuhuai's father and mother look like, but here, she is also curious about what the child's mother and the woman in red are doing.

Whether to go to the night house or go back to the house, she really couldn't think about it.

But in the end, after hesitating and deciding to go back to the house, but before going back, he hurriedly walked forward for a while, making sure that the street scene in front of him was the street scene of that day, and after confirming that this house was the house where King Gong tied her, Qin Chaolu entered the house.

Only then did she be sure that there had been people living here, and it was still a mother and daughter.

When she entered, the wind was blowing in the house, and the candles flickered and dimmed.

The child's mother bent her hands into claws, and under the candlelight, she held the child and the woman in red.

Then, she used a strand of it, and I don't know if it was witchcraft or fairy magic, in short, in the end, she saw with her own eyes that the soul of the woman in red entered the child's body, and the child's soul came out and stood next to Qin Chaolu, looking at her with big eyes.

Qin Chaolu also looked at her with a bone, and asked, "Do you know me?" ”

The child nodded, pointed at her and then at herself, and motioned for Qin Chaolu to look at the bed.

Qin Chaolu took a few steps closer and looked at the bed.

The belly pocket worn by the little baby lying on the bed was exactly like hers, and she instantly understood something, and she stepped back in shock, and her heel hit the corner of the table, which shook slightly, and the candle flame dimmed slightly, but it was bright again.

The woman sensed something and got up to look this way, but she didn't see anything, and only tried to call softly, "Ah, is that you?" Haven't you left yet? ”

When Qin Chaolu heard this shout, she was excited and her scalp was numb, and she was confused, she didn't know which one her mother was calling.

She didn't dare to agree rashly, and glanced down at her little self.

The little self suddenly floated up, floated out of the window, and drifted away.

Qin Chaolu stopped and quietly looked at this strange mother, this was her biological mother, she finally saw it.

She is indeed as beautiful as Zhao Yunwen said, but she is indeed a little different. Her hair is long and straight, and her facial features are indeed carved with knives and axes, not descriptions, but real.

She had seen this kind of physiognomy recorded in that medical book, so when she looked at her mother's face, she knew that she had used a lot of knives, and she really didn't look like her, no wonder she had been in Beijing for so long, and no one recognized her.

"Ahh Her mother was still calling her.

Qin Chaolu's heart trembled, and he raised his eyes to look over, wanting to call his mother, but he restrained himself, for fear of scaring her.

After the mother called a few times, she finally stopped calling, but turned around and picked up the baby in her arms and waited quietly, as if waiting for some miracle.

At this time, Qin Chaolu felt an external force dragging her out, she wanted to stand still, but she pushed her back with her own strength, and finally she went back, returning to her original consciousness, it was dark in front of her, and she also fainted.

Qin Chaolu's body, who was outside, was in a coma at this time.

Chaohua has already sent someone to bring Ye Liuhuai back.

Ye Liuhuai just stayed by Qin Chaolu's side, waiting quietly, he held her hands tightly, his eyes were red, and his heart was as uncomfortable as a cat's paw.

He had already scolded Chaohua, but after all, the person who didn't protect her was himself, so what's the use of scolding others.

What's more, he is so upset now, he is tired even breathing, let alone scolding, so he is so quiet now.

Chaohua quietly withdrew and closed the door by the way.

Ye Liuhuai clasped Qin Chaolu's hand with both hands, put her hand against his lips and kissed it gently.

No matter what happens, he just wants her to live, to live, he doesn't care about the rest, he has already figured it out, completely figured it out.

Early the next morning, Qin Chaolu woke up.

When she woke up, she found a man lying beside her.

The man is handsome and handsome, with full and sharp facial features, but with a little softness.

The man held her in his arms, one long arm resting under her and the other around her waist.

She lay in his arms, face to face, lips to lips, only a finger between them.

The man's warm snort sprayed down, and there was a little smell of wine.

She wondered who this man was, who she was, why they were so close, and where it was.

She cautiously turned sideways, facing up, her eyes skeletal as she looked around.

But at this point, the man loosened a little.

She was nervous, raised her head to take a closer look at him, and after making sure that the man showed no signs of waking up, she gently removed the hand that was on her waist and wanted to get out of bed.

As a result, the man's big hand gently pressed her back to the bed.

She was startled, and when she turned her eyes to look at him again, his eyes were still closed, as if he had just been sleepwalking.

She couldn't help but move again.

The man said shallowly, "Don't move." ”

She felt a hairy feeling in her heart, and an inexplicable sense of crisis came up, making her subconsciously open her mouth to bite him.

The man snorted and opened his eyes.

She let go of her mouth.

The man sat up from the bed, stroked the back of her head with his big hand, pressed her against his shoulder, and closed his eyes, waiting for her to bite.

She was shocked, and cautiously probed, "This is what you asked me to bite, don't regret it!" She opened her mouth and took a hard bite.

The man frowned in pain, but only said superficially, "No regrets." "This is the best punishment for him.

If he hadn't looked at her, he wouldn't have let her endure such pain.

Compared to her pain, this little pain is nothing.

The man couldn't help but hug her tightly in pain.