Transmigrator Meets Reincarnator Chapter 324: : We are the same
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The guard followed He Changyu to open the iron forged door for him, and then reverently stepped aside.
He Changyu walked coldly into the jail with a dim light.
His gaze fell on the corner of the narrow, damp prison, onto the curled-up figure.
He Changyu's arrow did not kill Mu Xiang before. She just sustained a serious injury to her right shoulder blade, was penetrated, and her arm was abolished.
He has many things to interrogate her, how can she make her die so happy!
Xu Shi heard the sound of the iron chain when the prison door was opened, and the woody trembling trembling together finally raised his head.
She stared for a moment, and finally saw the slender figure standing in front of the prison door, the familiar face, still the appearance of the engraved in memory.
It just changes the expression.
Because of the chaos in the brain of the injured high fever, Mu Xiang thought she had hallucinations. She shook her head and opened her eyes to see that He Changyu's figure had not disappeared.
So suddenly a joy, we will jump over and hug him.
The man in front of her is a gentle and tolerant husband. She regrets that she betrayed him and chose to be with that poisonous man. Has he finally returned to find her now?
But before she made the fluttering action, she had a severe pain from her right shoulder to her right arm, and her memory seemed to drown her relentlessly.
The sharp pain of sharp arrows penetrating the flesh through the bones, and his cold and hateful eyes.
Suddenly, the yearning in Muxiang's eyes became frightened. She retracted her body and kicked her feet straight back, as if she wanted to retract herself into the seam.
He Changxi smiled when she saw her look so afraid.
It was just that the smile didn't reach the bottom of his eyes. He opened his long legs and took a few steps towards Muxiang.
Mu Xiang suddenly shook her head and exclaimed, "You ... don't come over!"
He Changyi sneered, "Why should I listen to you? Your life is now in my hands."
Muxiang stared at the man in front of her with wide eyes, panic spreading all over her, which made her calmer than before.
She looked at He Changyu with horrified eyes, and found that even though the person in front of her had the same face as the previous life, that face did not coincide with the previous life.
It wasn't until this moment that she regretted how stupid everything she had done since she was reborn.
Again, how can she still think about men! Isn't it enough lessons in a lifetime?
The only thing you can rely on is yourself, and everyone else who blocks her way should be killed!
Mu Xiang is calmer and calmer, and her head is turning at a rapid speed. The whole person seems to finally wake up from the mist and see the confused way forward.
Her eyes are clear, and she is thinking about countermeasures in the face of the cold man in front of her.
Her unharmed hand clutched her horns, and then begged pretendingly: "Hou Ye, slavery is threatened, Hou Ye, seeing the service of the old lady for so many years My son, please spare your slaves! "
As long as he escapes under He Changyu, Hai Kuo relies on the fish to leap and let the sky fly as a bird!
Xiao Bojian and He Changyu owe her, she will come back hundreds of times!
He Changyi sighed ironically: "Do you think I'm blind?"
Mu Xiang's eyes were shrunk, knowing that this method of showing weakness was useless to He Changyu.
She regretted why she hadn't noticed that he had been different from the sunshine of the previous life, becoming cold and cunning?
Muxiang lowered her head, digging her head and thinking about the countermeasures, but did not expect that He Changzheng's words made her despair.
"Give up, you are destined to die in this dungeon today, and I will solve it with my own hands." He Changyu's voice was calm, but it seemed to infiltrate the bones with a chill, making people tremble.
Muxiang looked up at him in disbelief. Those anger and unwillingness that could not be restrained appeared like a volcanic eruption.
She reluctantly thought about it for a while, and in the end she couldn't find that she really couldn't escape.
In this case, Muxiang broke the jar, and she was going to die anyway, which would not make He Changyu better.
Suddenly, Muxiang laughed nervously.
She bowed her head, her buns were already scattered, making her look like a lunatic lunatic.
"He Changyu, since you don't want me to live, don't worry about it! Do you know who I am? Do you know who is your wife who is sleeping in bed every night?"
He Changyu looked down at Muxiang with cold eyes, and his cold eyes seemed to be looking at a dying joke.
This disdainful look made Muxiang blew her hair, and her sharp voice echoed in the damp dungeon, like the evil spirit crawling out of hell.
"He Changyu, let me tell you, I am the sixth Young Lady of the British government! The woman around you is clearly a monster!"
If Muxiang did not experience the strange event of Resurrection I, she would never believe such a thing.
The Dawu dynasty is in awe of ghosts and goddesses. Once He Changzheng determined that she was telling the truth, then the relationship between their husband and wife may be broken, or Chu may be handed over to death.
Muxiang was waiting for the expression on He Changyu's face to break, but after waiting for a long time, she faced her cold and stern face without even a trace of extra emotion.
She was hesitant: "You ... don't believe it?"
Next, she gave a series of examples, which is absolutely enough to prove that Chu Yi is not the original Chu Yi.
As she became more flustered, He Changzheng suddenly chuckled, "You say my wife is a monster, what am I? What are you? You are like this now and want to come to you Is not much better! "
He Changhe suddenly came up with a lot of information.
Muxiang's eyes widened unbelievably staring at He Changyu.
What did he say?
He was born again like her?
What kidding? How could such a thing repeat!
The stimulus of Mu Xiang by He Changzheng really broke down.
I thought everything could be done again, but now it looks like she's just a delusion.
How ridiculous she is doing all this.
Her face is numb. A husband and wife of the previous life are now standing in a cell. already has become an enemy.
He Changxi didn't have much joy in his heart. At this moment, he just wanted to quickly end the annoying grievances, and then returned to Chu Yi to draw his warmth.
For a long time, Mu Xiang suddenly said quietly: "He Changyu, you let me go, and I tell you a secret."
He Changxi really wanted to laugh. At this time, she didn't give up. It seems that she really did not see the coffin and did not cry.
"What secret? Are you Lu Luan's illegitimate daughter? Presumably, you secretly disclosed this news to Xiao Bojian!"
Lu Luan is the name of Emperor Cheng Ping.
Since the hunting of Emperor Cheng Ping, the change in his attitude towards him, He Changzheng felt that something was wrong, and Xiao Bojian deliberately designed to be close to Chu Yun. With this relationship, all this can be explained.
Muxiang's eyes widened. She never thought about it. He Changyi knew it.
In previous lives, she did n’t know the secret until she died, and she still knew it from the relics left by her mother. At that time, He Changdi died early already.
At this moment, Muxiang is truly surrounded by despair.
Another quarter of an hour later, He Changyu came out of the innermost dungeon, and came to guard the door. He glanced towards He Changyu's blood-stained right hand, and probably already guessed what the inside was.
He Changji paused and told him, "You burned the body yourself."
Laiyue then took people to the dungeon, and saw the corner of the dark dungeon. The woman had a dagger on her chest and an unwilling expression on her face, but Aura was long gone.
He Changyu walked to the small yard outside the dungeon, looking up at the dim An Tian space slowly wrapped in the night, and the emotions in his deep eyes fluctuated.
He stands on his back. After the enemy of the past, he doesn't have much pleasure in his heart, but his heart becomes more desolate and empty.
He glanced in the direction of Song Tao Yuan, and couldn't help it anymore, hurried forward.
Back to Song Tao Court, the people in the courtyard saw He Changying's shameless appearance, and even the sound of breathing was lightened.
He Changyu first went to Jingfang to bathe and change clothes, washed off his **** body, and then changed into his homely clothes to return to Chu Yi.
Chu sleeps in a sleepy state, and feels himself in a familiar warmth.
Maybe it's a morning habit. When He Changzhen raised her head and stretched her arms under her neck, she subconsciously matched.
Such a small gesture dissipated the haze in He Chang's heart.
His long arms were slightly tight, and his sturdy chest was attached to Chu's slender back, and he buried her whole in his arms, as if only to fill his uneasy emptiness.
He Changyu stroked along Chu's shoulders until he touched her little hand on his side. He held her hand, intersected her five fingers, and finally gently stroked her folded belly.
He Sanlang took a deep breath of the air filled with Chu Xiang's body. He bowed his head and kissed her hair gently, and gave Chu Yu a thin quilt before sleeping with his wife.
Xu is a major event that resolves the siltation in his heart. He Changyu sleeps extremely dark and relaxed.
When he slowly opened his eyes, Chu Yan had already awoke, and he opened his clear eyes and stared at his face in his arms.
He Changyi was surprised for a moment, then his face softened, he raised his hand and touched his wife's tender cheek, with a hoarse voice just woke up, "What's wrong?"
This little lazy pig, but rarely wakes up sometimes before him.
While He Changyu was asleep, Chu Yan opened his eyes and saw that he thought about many things.
From the moment she arrived in the Dawu dynasty, all this seemed to make sense if He Changzheng was born again.
Chu Qiao's mouth tilted up, and he gave him a sweet and trusting smile.
She actually understood that during the time when he came back to rest, He Changzheng must have seen Muxiang.
I want to know from Muxiang's mouth by her means of a serpent spouse.
Although she didn't say it clearly, he's probably already clear and clear.
She can feel that instead of encountering a crisis of trust, the relationship between the two people cherish and trust each other more and more.
"Don't you want to ask me anything?" Chu Yan asked, touching his sharp side face.
He Saburo smiled for a moment, the smile on Jun's face became more real.
He couldn't help but peck Chu's pink lips, and asked her the same question, "Don't you want to ask me anything?"
The couple said these two sentences, and they laughed at the same time the next moment. He Changma stretched out his arms and held Chu Huan in his arms. Chu Huan also stretched his arms around his narrow waist.