Chapter 18: The Devil's Mind
"Don't talk nonsense, I know this myself. Otherwise, do you really think that if I draw a picture of her childhood, and then look for her all over the world to find out her whereabouts? If I really say that I, Yu Wenheng, are looking for a girl with a scar on her back, then I don't know how many women will be scarred! When the time comes, it will be the enemy country that will be sent to the general. Look at her, out of order, like a red-eyed rabbit, where does she look like a prepared assassin? β
Yu Wenheng glanced at Xia Moyang, who was lying on the bed and didn't know anyone.
That Yuwen Rin thought roughly, and then suddenly realized.
What the eldest brother said is also reasonable, but the woman of this Liang country is so fierce that she also bites the eldest brother hard.
It really makes him angry!
"Then let's see, if there is any injury on the back!" Yu Wenrin felt that this woman was lying there, whether it was the childhood confidant that the eldest brother was looking for, he could know at a glance.
But as soon as he strode forward, he was stopped by Yu Wenheng reaching out in front of him.
Yuwen Rin looked at his eldest brother with a puzzled expression, and his brother glared back at him.
"Get out! It's none of your business here. The eyes provoked a sharp light, and he was obviously not very happy that this brother interfered more, and there was nothing to do.
"Tsk! Look at the one that makes you nervous. A little girl with no two meats, I don't want you to give it to me! β
Yuwen Rin felt that his brother was inexplicable.
Those tribute girls who were driven out of the camp by him were Yan Thin and Fat, each with its own merits.
Will he take a fancy to this kind of dead girl?
Big brother is really a ghost!
Yuwen Rin shrugged his shoulders, swayed a few steps with a nonchalant expression, and then turned around and walked out of the marshal's tent.
Leaving Yu Wenheng behind, and the tear-stained face behind him, Xia Moyang, who was already unconscious but still in shock.
The lights in the tent were flickering.
On Xia Moyang's face, a long figure was cast.
The man held out his hand and wiped the tears from her face.
Unconsciously, there is also a little imperceptible tenderness.
It's just a Liang Guogong girl.
Yu Wenheng looked at this girl and felt that he was also out of order today.
Not like.
They don't look like each other at all.
Moreover, this girl is only fifteen or sixteen years old, and it is impossible to be Xia Er twelve years ago.
But for some reason, when he saw the woman hiding in the corner, he was caught in the eye.
Her eyes are so special, but they have the power to reach the heart.
They don't look alike, but I don't know why, but this state is so similar.
Rin was right.
Xia Er may have died a long time ago.
In the burning palace of the Zhou Kingdomγγγγγγ
Thoughts are reversed, scene by scene, side by side, streamer like an arrow.
He Yu Wenheng was the most painful, the most unbearable, and the most confused years.
The petite figure of that man, although it was the faint of the firefly fire, was enough to light up his heart.
However, he couldn't save her from the fire in the Zhou Palace!
"Damn!"
Yu Wenheng's big hand slammed on the edge of the bed, making Xia Moyang frown in a drowsiness, like a frightened bird.
Yu Wenheng looked at the princess of Liang Kingdom, and couldn't help but feel lucky.
The man was extremely beautiful, but suddenly, in this mottled overlap of light and dark, the corners of his lips were lightly opened.
Suddenly put on a cruel smile, his eyes narrowed slightly, and it was so dangerous that it made people's hearts beat.
He is like an immortal who has fallen into the mortal dust, but he has already been mottled by the miasma of smoke in this world.
It's not pure nobility, but it's a different kind of cruelty.
He couldn't tell what special feelings he had for this girl, but he felt different.
Perhaps, this princess of Liang Kingdom will be so similar to his Xia Er in her gestures, it is also a kind of fate, right?
It's a pity that he can't love anymore.
"Being favored by General Ben can be regarded as your catastrophe. If you weren't my Xia'er, if you bite General Ben, I'll let you die and come back to life, and I'll regret it! β
After speaking, the man grabbed Xia Moyang's lotus arm with his big hand and turned her over.
The moment he turned his back, the man unconsciously held his breath.
I know that the age doesn't match, but I still look forward to it.
In the eyes that condensed all kinds of thoughts, sure enough, there was still a cloud of disappointment.