"Ah......" Zhu Luan smiled bitterly, "That's right." You got it. ”

She didn't think that her previous identity could be concealed for long, although the conversation between her and the Qin family before was completely forced by the situation, she just said it, but she didn't expect that the Duan family was really a magical family, and they actually recruited their eldest son back who was in the divine capital.

It seems that the Qin family really doesn't want to see the eldest son left by this husband's ex-wife, and unceremoniously calls the eldest son for the marriage of the younger son.

But in the final analysis, it was he who recruited this man back.

She only knew that it would be the brother of her current fiancé and her ex-fiancé, but she didn't expect the fiancé to become her ex-husband, and this ex-husband inexplicably appeared in many places where he shouldn't have been.

"We shouldn't have seen each other before," Duan Haochu looked at Zhu Luan's face, "As far as I know, Li Zheng actually didn't know that there was such a fiancée as you," the young man's gentle eyes became sharp, "The matter of the marriage contract, the words of the matchmaker of the parents' order, although the eldest brother is like a father, but this matter should have been discussed with Li Zheng's mother," Duan Haochu's voice paused, and then continued to ask, "Why do you want me to talk to you about this matter?" ”

He looked at her deeply, and there were many questions in his tone, but looking at his calm and waveless eyes, it seemed that the question just now was just an expression of doubt on the surface, and he didn't seem to feel strange at all.

Zhu Luan's eyes flickered, although the question just now was simple, but each one had a pit in it, waiting for her to jump.

"This uncle," Zhu Luan's voice became very weak, "Are you sure you want to ask me these questions at this time?" ”

"Besides," the girl's voice was calm but stubborn, "I just asked the first question, and you haven't answered me yet." ”

Duan Haochu smiled.

"It's true that your cousin found Duan's Mansion and begged Princess Jinyang to save you," Duan Lizheng glanced at her, "Your Highness agreed, but your cousin said that you were on the verge of death, and I was worried that Her Royal Highness Princess Jinyang would only see a corpse when she arrived, so I will hurry here first to see if you are dead." ”

The young man's voice was flat, but his eyes were bright.

Makes sense, but it's not something a normal person would do. Zhu Luan heard Duan Haochu's answer, but he still didn't understand what he was thinking.

"My cousin told you the location?" She frowned, "But why don't you go into the house, but look for it on the outer edge." ”

"Because I don't think even if you are seriously injured in bed, you won't lie on the bed and wait for someone to save you." The man chuckled softly, "I know someone, that's it. No matter how many injuries you have, no matter how many times you fall, you can always get up. ”

"Who is she?" Zhu Luan asked.

"My wife." Duan Haochu's eyes were bright, and he answered this question gently again.

This couldn't go on, Zhu Luan turned her head, only to feel that the feeling of suffocation was getting worse and worse, she gasped heavily, and then found that this feeling came from the tendons in her body.

The strength in the body is losing bit by bit.

"Hey, wake up."

The badly injured and dying girl sat against the wall, her face pale and her eyes closed, as if she was about to fall into a permanent dark and sweet sleep in the next moment.

Duan Haochu's eyes became grim, and his body, which was originally squatting on the ground relaxed, became tense, he stood up, raised his hand and waved gently.

There was the sound of wind wafting in my ears.

A teenager dressed in a brown jog appeared silently beside him.

"Sir." The boy knelt on one knee and saluted respectfully.

"Ah Yuan, where is Princess Jinyang? Can that kid really bring people in? He asked.

"Princess Jinyang has already arrived at the front street," replied the young man named Ah Yuan, "There should be less than a stick of incense before it arrives, and his subordinates have already sprinkled blood stains on the road as a mark, if that Zhu Rong can bring Princess Jinyang here, he will definitely be able to find Miss Nine by following the bloodstains." ”

"Yes, you can." Duan Haochu nodded indifferently, "Very good, continue to follow them." ”

A-Yuan nodded, followed by a few ups and downs, and disappeared into the woods.

Duan Haochu stood in place, the original playful look on his face disappeared, when he stood up, he did not fold his hands in front of him like ordinary people, but behind him, straight as a pine, a pair of thin lips pursed lightly, cold and sharp, not angry and arrogant.

At this time, he was no longer the young man who teased the little girl, but indeed the youngest but high-ranking Shangshu of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

He looked at the periphery of the west courtyard, estimated the route and distance of Princess Jinyang, and then prepared to leave, before leaving, he squatted down and looked at the girl leaning against the wall again.

His gaze shifted from a distance to Zhu Luan's fixed glance, and the content in it was too rich.

It's unpredictable.

A voice that seemed to sigh or whisper disappeared into the air.

Zhu Luan was leaning against the wall alone, with a few drops of blood scattered in front of her, and there were other blood stains not far away that converged into a route, outlining her trajectory.

……

……

Based on some past experiences and her confidence in herself, Zhu Luan didn't believe that she would die, but the injuries she suffered today were too serious, and the blows one after another, including the hallucinations she had seen before, the invisible spear that pierced her chest in the hallucinations, everything was beyond the scope of her cognition, so less than three months after coming to this world, she had to start thinking about death formally.

She really is the kind that gets worse and worse, every time she wears it, she feels closer to death, and the state of near-death is also earlier than the first life, and the physical condition is worse than the first life.

It's really not as good as the generation.

In such self-deprecation.

Zhu Luan woke up again, and then tried to open his eyes in the first time, and raised his head to look around with the last of his strength, wanting to see if he had come to the underworld, whether the underworld really existed, or whether he still had to continue to cross.

Some warm droplets of water fell on her face, and a woman's pear blossom with rain appeared at a very close distance from her, and the steps on the woman's head made the sound of pearls and jades colliding, and the eyes on that face, although they were a little red from crying, stared at themselves without blinking.

The woman's outfit looked so familiar for some reason, and Zhu Luan, who was a little confused by the injury that caused her body, did not feel afraid, but felt a sense of closeness.

Zhu Luan leaned against the wall, tilted his head slightly to look at the woman nearby, laughed weakly twice, and said: "There shouldn't be a few good-looking yaksha in the underworld, it seems that I shouldn't be dead,

The face of the woman who was close at hand did not frighten Zhu Luan. She suddenly opened her eyes, but Princess Jinyang was startled. Princess Jinyang's eyes widened, staring at the other party's pale face, and asked, "What's wrong with you?" ”

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