Return of the Medical Concubine: The reborn legitimate daughter goes crazy and kills!

When Yun Chaomu changed her clothes, everyone understood her intention. The customs of the people in the Great Zhou Dynasty were relatively open, and there was no custom that women could not show their flesh. If it hurt her shoulder blades, she only needed to change into a tube top long dress to expose her shoulders and even the area above her chest.

For some reason, Meng Sijing felt a flash of uneasiness in his heart.

Too calm.

“Qingge…”

She called Meng Qingge's name, her mind tense as a string.

Yun Qianqian also stared intently. She wanted to know whether the murderer was Meng Qingge, how she knew the truth four years ago, and what was her relationship with Yun Chaomu?

She has been going crazy looking for this person these days.

Yan Minglang stared with his eyes wide open, and even bloodshot.

Xiao Zhan always had a cold face, icy and expressionless.

Meng Yanting's heart was tense to the extreme, and he kept repeating to himself that he believed in his daughter.

Emperor Wuming also narrowed his peach blossom eyes. He wanted to see how Meng Qingge would get through this level. He saw the sword wound on the shoulder blade with his own eyes. It was only five days. Even if a great immortal came, the wound would not be healed.

Now it depends on what backup plan she has.

At this moment, Di Wuming had no idea how shocked he would be by the scene he would see next.

And at this time...

Meng Qingge placed her hands on the buttons of the cloak and then slowly opened it.

Everyone held their breath.

Even the old lady had sweat on her forehead, she was really afraid that she would faint the next moment.

The red cloak slowly fell to the ground, revealing her strapless long dress and her jade-like shoulders.

There, a peach blossom is slowly blooming, half of it is hidden in the strapless long skirt, and the other one is blooming above the heart, it is as beautiful as an ink painting. Where is the wound?

At this moment, the wind blew and blew the fallen leaves all over the ground.

You can hear a pin drop, and only your breathing remains.

No one spoke.

Speaking of Yun Qianqian, her face suddenly changed, pale as paper, and she stared at Meng Qingge's shoulder as if she had seen a ghost, Peach Blossom Mark!

How could it be a peach blossom mark!

There was no sword wound as she had expected, but it was even more terrifying than seeing a sword wound, because she was most familiar with the peach blossom mark. It was the mark on Yun Chaomu's body. She had seen it when she took a bath with him. But how could that mark appear on Meng Qingge's body now?

And exactly the same!

How can it be?

Absolutely not.

There is no such coincidence in this world.

At this moment, no one noticed that Di Wuming's eyes suddenly narrowed.

He was lazily leaning on the wheelchair, watching the show as if he was not involved, wondering what tricks this woman Meng Qingge would have. However, he never expected to see the lifelike peach blossom mark.

It’s like a dream back to that night.

He sat up straight abruptly, staring at that spot without blinking.

My thoughts seemed to have gone back to four years ago.

He was drugged and seriously injured. After killing all those who were chasing him, he fled to the cave. He thought he would die there quietly, but he didn't expect that there would be someone in the cave.

A woman who is also insane.

The cave was dark and he couldn't see her clearly.

The woman was controlled by the love poison, and she had no idea what poison had infected her. She climbed onto his body and cried.

He had been a cold-hearted man for most of his life, but the woman's cat-like cry made his heart soften and beat.

"What's your name?"

"I will marry you."

He made his vow in that cave.

He was distracted and confused, and could not see her face clearly, but he remembered the beautiful peach blossom at her heart.

When I woke up, she was no longer there, it just seemed like a dream.

But the mark of the peach blossom was like a mark, imprinted in his mind.

In the past four years, he has sent countless people to search for the woman in the cave, but the clues are limited and there is no news.

The peach blossom mark is also a private mark on a woman's body. If he makes a big fuss about it, he will think it is just an illusory dream and he will never be able to find that woman in his lifetime.

He was in despair.

But even in this situation, the beautiful peach blossom once again bloomed before his eyes.

Is it her?

Is it Meng Qingge?

But, that’s not right!

The last time in the bathtub, when he heard Meng Qingge's vague voice, he had a moment of doubt, just because the tone was too similar to that woman's, so he tore her clothes in a madman and looked at Meng Qingge's shoulders, but there was clearly no mark at that time.

He remembered it very clearly because Meng Qingge slapped him at that time.

So, where did this mark come from in just a few days?

His phoenix eyes were sharp and suspicious as he stared at Meng Qingge closely, but he could not ignore the violent and frantic beating of his heart.

"Impossible, how is it possible? Meng Qingge, what on earth have you done?"

Yan Minglang's stern rebuke woke everyone up.

He couldn't even help but rush forward, rushed in front of Meng Qingge, staring at her shoulder blades.

Yun Chaomu remained calm throughout the whole process. The weather in late autumn was still a little cold. She took off her cloak and wore a tube top dress, which was actually a little cold. However, her jade-like shoulders, set against the lifelike peach blossom, and her cool face made her extremely beautiful.

"You must have used some tricks. How did the wound on the shoulder blade turn into a peach blossom? What did you do?"

He questioned angrily, his eyes turned red, and raised his hand to press on the peach blossom mark on Yun Chaomu's chest.

Yun Chaomu's eyes turned cold, but before he could move, a silver thread broke through the air and directly wrapped around Yan Minglang's wrist. Then a force tightened, and Yan Minglang screamed and was immediately thrown to the ground.

Di Wuming retracted the silver thread expressionlessly.

"Prince Yan, keep your hands to yourself."

The Emperor has no dark ways.

Yan Minglang held his wrist and lay on the ground. Because of the silver wire that had just strangled him, there was a bloodstain on his wrist. He did not dare to refute Di Wuming. He only looked at Meng Qingge with red eyes and murmured, "Impossible, how is this possible?"

What went wrong?

Not only Yan Minglang, but also Meng Sijing. When Meng Qingge took off her cloak, she suddenly felt very nervous. She wondered if she had really made a mistake. Was it possible that she had guessed wrong, and Yan Minglang had checked wrong? Otherwise, why would Meng Qingge be so confident and not panic at all?

If Meng Qingge was really wronged, what should she do? She would have no place to stand in the Meng family.

So in panic she shouted a light song.

But it's too late!

She watched Meng Qingge reveal her shoulders.

No wounds!

There is only a peach blossom mark.

At that moment, she felt her eyes go dark, and the guess in her mind became true! Meng Qingge was not the murderer who assassinated Concubine Yun.

"Did you see everything clearly?"