Lin Zeyu saw that Fan Leilei was still shirking her responsibilities at this time, and she gritted her teeth with hatred, but now he was more worried about Zhao Mengyao's safety, and turned his head to look at the bottom of the cliff, but he couldn't see Instructor Li anymore.

Meng Yao...... Be safe!

Lin Zeyu prayed silently.

Zhao Mengyao was woken up by a melodious singing.

When she opened her eyes, she found that she was surrounded by birds and flowers, and that she was standing barefoot in the cold stream, singing from the other side.

She raised her eyes and looked at the other side—

It was a woman in a pure white silk dress, with a green silk hair casually tied behind her head, a few strands hanging down to her ears, and she teased it with her white and slender fingers. Since the distance is a bit far, the appearance is not clear.

But it doesn't look like a modern outfit in any way.

What's going on?

Didn't she just fall off a cliff? Now here - is it the bottom of the cliff? But that doesn't explain the situation of the girl on the other side of the valley who was humming a little song briskly.

No, since she fell off a cliff, why didn't she feel any pain on her body at all?

Zhao Mengyao suddenly realized this problem, and when she looked down, she saw that through her translucent body, she could also see lovely flowers and plants.

- She's dead?

Zhao Mengyao was a little confused.

She had no memory of what had happened after falling off the cliff. If you just die so easily without any pain, it doesn't seem bad.

Zhao Mengyao is a temperament that is easy to meet, and when she comes, she is at ease, so she walked to the other side of the valley unhurriedly, wanting to see the girl's appearance.

However, as she approached the shore with her efforts to step on the bone-chilling water, she froze in place in great shock.

Not far away, a girl humming a beautiful song was scooping up water with her hand to clean the blood stains on her arm...... This is nothing, what is even more terrifying is that girl has exactly the same appearance as Zhao Mengyao!

Zhao Mengyao was motionless because of excessive shock. At this moment, a tall man wearing a light cyan tunic came out from behind the bushes and whispered softly to the girl sitting by the stream, "Good work, Yao'er." ”

The moment she heard the title "Yao'er", Zhao Mengyao felt as if she had been subjected to an electric shock, and she had a strong sense of déjà vu.

It seemed as if many scenes had passed through her head in an instant, almost bursting her head, and it seemed that there was nothing left, and she still didn't remember anything.

Zhao Mengyao frowned and looked at the man's face, but there was always a fog blocking his face, and he could only see that he was slender, fair-skinned, and elegant, and his gestures were all extravagant that could not be concealed.

The two of them didn't seem to see Zhao Mengyao, and chatted to themselves.

"It's not hard, it's not hard, Juntian is too capable. I just need to wrap it up. It's so much easier than ever. ”

The man seemed faintly unhappy: "You trust him so much? ”

"There is no doubt about employing people, since he is willing to be used by me, I believe in him." The woman casually washed her porcelain-white arms while casually saying nonchalantly.

"I still think it's better not to trust him too much."

"You also believe in that unfounded curse? As the king of a country, it's not good to be blinded by gossip so easily. The woman smiled and said. The latest chapter of "Forced Marriage: The President's Favorite Wife Routine Deep Claw Book House" is free to read for the first time.