Royal Beloved Black Wife

   Chapter 375 Come to the door (3)

   The little boy raised his head suddenly, a pair of eyes that were as bright as clear springs shone like stars on his dirty face.

Chu Qianqian patted his head and said to A Yuan, "You can help him find a coffin shop, and after burying his mother, send him to Putuo Temple, others are small and powerful, so he can't be a novice, but he can still do chores. of."

   "But you are the only one..." A Yuan was worried.

  Chu Qianqian pointed to the pharmacy opposite: "I'll wait for you there."

After   , he turned around.

   "Husband... madam."

  Chu Qianqian turned around and smiled slightly: "What's wrong?"

   The little boy seemed to see the spring light blooming in front of his eyes, and it was like seeing the sun shining above his head, his body quivered by the warmth: "Rong Qi...Thank you madam."

  Chu Qianqian walked into the pharmacy, and after picking out the herbs, she asked for an atrial rest.

  This is a lounge for dignitaries to wait for medical treatment. It was fairly clean. Chu Qianqian yawned and prepared to lie down.

   Suddenly, a figure as bright as fire came to her.

  Chu Qianqian stood up vigilantly: "Who are you?"

  The man took off the curtain.

  Chu Qianqian just glanced at it and fell on the bed with a bang!

"you you…"

  Ouyang Qing nodded: "Yes, it's me."

  Chu Qianqian's blood seemed to congeal, she couldn't move, she only opened her clear eyes and stared at her.

  Ouyang Qing indifferently pulled over a chair and sat down: "Is it so scary to see yourself?"

   This is not scary, what else is scary?

   A person who has been dead for more than ten years, his soul has been reincarnated, but his body is still there!

   "Who are you?" Chu Qianqian squeezed the dagger in her wide sleeve, a person who looked like her? Or the one who occupies that body with his soul?

  Ouyang Qing elegantly rolled up his wide sleeves and said with a calm expression, "Don't lie to yourself, you know I didn't lie."

   "But you...but you..." Chu Qianqian held back her horror, walked to her side, and touched behind her ear.

  Without a human skin mask, this face...is real!

   The fourth master of the year also looks exactly the same as Sejong, what about his real face? Who can be sure that she is himself?

  Ouyang Qing grabbed Chu Qianqian's hand and Chu Qianqian's dagger fell out.

  Chu Qianqian's complexion changed!

  Ouyang Qing picked up the dagger and plunged it into his palm.

   "Ah—" Chu Qianqian tensed up in pain!

   However, when Ouyang Qing stabbed her a second time, she didn't feel it anymore.

After the third    prick, she trembled with pain again.

   Chu Qianqian was already bloodless from the pain by the time Ouyang Qing stabbed for the fourth time.

  Chu Qianqian grabbed her hand and panted, "Stop!"

  Ouyang Qing returned the dagger to Chu Qianqian. As for the **** hand, she didn't seem to care at all: "Is this the letter?"

  Can you believe it?

  Chu Qianqian sat on the head of the bed in shock, remembering the pain in his chest that he felt before, panting and asking, "Are you injured?"

  Ouyang Qing gave a light "um": "Don't worry, you won't die even if I die."

  Chu Qianqian said, "But I will be in pain."

  Ouyang poured a cup of tea: "Occasionally, not every time I can feel it."

  According to your style of not cherishing your body, if I could sense it again and again, wouldn’t I be tortured to death?

  Chu Qianqian couldn't see her injury after all, so she took the potion and cotton **** from her bag and cleaned it up carefully for her.

  This process should be very painful.

   But she didn't feel it.

very nice!

   "What about your injuries? Show me."

   "No need." Ouyang winked and motioned her to sit down.

  Chu Qianqian looked at herself in her previous life strangely, and couldn't tell what she felt in her heart: "You...I...that...what's going on?"

  Ouyang Qing said expressionlessly: "I have one soul and one soul, and the rest is on you."

  So, she is the main body! Chu Qianqian blinked: "Then... the things I forgot in my previous life, are they in your memory?"

   Ouyang glanced at her.

   This look is like ten thousand years.

  Chu Qianqian's heart shrank: "Why do you look at me like that?"

  Ouyang Qing's expression remained unchanged: "Well, yes."

  Chu Qianqian's eyes lit up: "Then... what did I forget? Did His Majesty Sejong do something that I'm sorry for?"

  Ouyang slammed her to the ground with a palm.

  Chu Qianqian didn't understand, why did a very common sentence provoke Ouyang to the point that he would not hesitate to shoot at the body? If the main body is dead, Ouyang Qing will not be able to get anything good.

   "Cough cough..." A trace of blood spilled from the corners of Chu Qianqian's mouth, "You...why are you hitting someone? You're still doing it so hard!"

  Ouyang Qing looked at Chu Qianqian stubbornly, his eyes seemed to come from the nether hell, making people instantly smell the smell of death.

  Chu Qianqian took a step back: "Don't come here! If you come again, I'll be rude to you!"

  Ouyang Qing swept away coldly, sat back on the chair, and said in a loss: "I'm afraid that one day, you will blame me for starting, not heavy enough."

   "Mad!" Chu Qianqian glared at her, grabbed the dagger, stood up, and stood three meters away from her: "You came to me, didn't you want to meet me?"

  Ouyang shook his head.

  Chu Qianqian said again: "Then what's the matter with you?"

  Ouyang Qing said: "I'll tell you that the man wearing the hat is the maharaja."

   (end of this chapter)