After I was resurrected from the dead, I turned from an old man to a peerless beauty

Konghuakonghua, accompanied by each other, will never be separated.

Is it because of this that there is a slight sense of spiritual understanding under such circumstances?

Lin Mao didn't think too much because Qiao Muyun's confession of love to him was still in a mess.

I don't know if it was because he felt Lin Mao's distress, but at this time Jia Ruo asked another question that he would never say too much given his temperament.

"Are you never going to love anyone else?"

Hearing this question, Lin Mao couldn't help but startled.

"Did you hear that?"

This is obviously what he said when he rejected Qiao Muyun before.

Jia Ruo nodded seriously.

Lin Mao sighed, and replied with complicated emotions: "Yes...that's not an excuse made up to reject Qiao Muyun, but my heartfelt words."

Lin Mao smiled wryly and said, "Actually, if Senior Brother Chang survives, I'm afraid I can still be freed."

In his mind came the feeling of near despair when he just found out that Chang Qing still had a child left behind.

"...But he happened to be dead."

"The living are never as good as the dead, right?"

I don't know where Jia Ruo heard this weird remark, but after thinking about it, Lin Mao felt that it was actually very reasonable.

"Perhaps it is."

Lin Mao replied softly, to be honest, discussing such a topic with Jia Ruo in such a situation made him feel a little weird, at this moment, he just wanted to end this topic as soon as possible.

But Jia Ruo did not intend to give up.

"What if it's not human?"

"Not human? What is not human?"

Lin Mao asked in confusion, not understanding what the sudden sentence meant.

Unknowingly, the vines on Jia Ruo's body slowly protruded from his collar and cuffs.

Surrounded by tender and emerald green leaves, Jia Ruo asked solemnly, "A living person will never be better than a dead person, but if an empty flower like me is not even a human... Impossible, how can it compare to the dead person in your heart?"

What kind of day is it today, and why all these people suddenly confided their feelings to him together?

Lin Mao secretly groaned in his heart, for a while, he really didn't know how to respond to Jia Ruo like this.

When facing Qiao Muyun, Lin Mao could chew each other more or less harshly and even cruelly, but facing Jia Ruo, who was as harmless as a plant, and who was physically dependent on him and communicated with him, Lin Mao's refusal was not as good. Had to think carefully.

"Can you like me?"

In Lin Mao's silence, Jia Ruo added a sentence.

"The two of us should actually be together, right?"

Lin Mao smiled wryly and said, "Yes, if it's just based on our nature, maybe we should really be with each other. But..."

Lin Mao stroked his chest lightly, and then added: "But I have been stained by this world of mortals, and I have something to do with my heart, so I can't be myself."

Jia Ruo blinked, and he asked in a daze, "You mean, you don't like me, right?"

Lin Mao raised his hand and gently stroked the vines and young leaves that were growing on his body.

"You will be my friend and relative, but you will never be my lover."

Because all the love of my life has been poured into the person who will never come back to me.

Lin Mao didn't say the rest of the sentence, but inexplicably, he felt that Jia Ruo might have noticed all his thoughts through the mysterious connection between Konghua and Konghua.

After being rejected, Jia Ruo didn't lose her composure like Qiao Muyun.

In fact, he even looked calm, just like when he confessed to Lin Mao, everything happened naturally.It seemed that the question he asked before was just a simple inquiry.

"I……"

Jia Ruo's face seemed to be a little paler than before, but because he was originally far more fair than ordinary people, this weak pallor was not so conspicuous.

Some vines followed his will, drooping on his thin shoulders like water-deficient plants, and those new young leaves had scorched yellow edges on the edges of the leaves.

"It's weird, I feel a pain in my chest."

Jia Ruo pressed his hands on his chest in confusion.

"Why does my chest hurt so much?"

He looked at Lin Mao and asked strangely.

"Because you have a heart... People who have a heart will suffer so much."

Lin Mao suddenly stretched out his hand and hugged the tall monk.

"But I'm not human, and I don't have a real heart."

Jia Ruo replied stupidly.

Lin Mao responded: "Since you will feel heartache because of my answer, then you are human."

……

Afterwards, Lin Mao did not continue to entangle with Jia Ruo on this topic.

Since he has made up his mind to hide in the coffin and enter the palace tomorrow, the next thing will be extremely busy and hectic.

Of course, the extinguishing lamp was still put away by Lin Mao.Even if this behavior is somewhat cheeky.

Lin Mao called Hong Mudan and told her to send Qiao Muyun out of the city to avoid danger.

"This, is this... such a thing?"

Red Peony found the unconscious Qiao Muyun unprepared, and was told what Qiao Muyun had done before.

Through the thick disguise, Lin Mao could clearly see that her entire face had lost all color.

"Don't worry, this matter will be settled here." Lin Mao looked at Hong Mudan, and felt a little sympathy for her in his heart, and then couldn't help but comfort him, "Don't tell my disciple Chang Xiaoqing either. "

Otherwise, whether Qiao Muyun would be able to leave the capital alive or not is another matter.

Since Lin Mao had the cheek to confuse the secret treasure handed down by the Qiao family, at this time, of course, he couldn't just watch Qiao Muyun fall into Chang Xiaoqing's monstrous anger, so he had to hide it.

But speaking of it - this is also Qiao Muyun's luck. With Chang Xiaoqing's temperament, it is really rare that Qiao Muyun and Lin Mao can be left alone instead of watching coldly from the sidelines. .

It was only at this time that Lin Mao faintly realized that something was wrong, and after asking, he realized that the reason why Chang Xiaoqing was not by his side was because he had to take care of other important matters.

To put it bluntly, this so-called "important matter" is a coffin.

And it's the coffin that Lin Mao will sleep in when he enters the palace tomorrow.

Lin Mao sent Qiao Muyun away, and calmed down Jia Ruo, who was somewhat disheartened, and then hurriedly followed Hong Mudan to a secret room underground in Chizheng Mansion.

I have to say that Lin Mao was a little dazed when he saw the coffin.

In fact, Lin Mao had already prepared in his heart. In order to rescue Gong Ningzi, Chi Zhengfu must have done something on the coffin.But even so, Lin Mao never thought that the coffin he saw would be like this.

It was a very large coffin, made of high-quality red sandalwood, and there were countless patterns and reliefs carefully drawn by skilled craftsmen on the surface.

If you only look at these things, you will probably feel that this coffin is not ordinary. After all, with the power of the government, it is not ordinary to copy the emperor's imperial coffin exactly.

But what is amazing about the coffin in front of Lin Mao is not its material, but its shape.

This coffin can be said to be unheard of and unseen.

Because this is actually a "double coffin".

To put it simply, there are two places reserved in a coffin.

That's why the shape of the coffin in this sentence is so huge and terrifying, and it is heavy and heavy.

"The bottom of the coffin can be filled with interlayers to hide people, and the sides can also be hollowed out to prepare some traps and hidden weapons."

Watching Lin Mao step into the secret room, Chang Xiaoqing jumped off the high coffin lid and landed in front of Lin Mao.

He was just instructing the secret craftsman raised in Chizheng's mansion to transform this coffin.In fact, being able to prepare such a huge coffin would be of great benefit to the plans of Lin Mao and the others in the future, but for some reason, Chang Xiaoqing seemed to have a very bad face when he mentioned the coffin.

And the reason for this seems to be not just because Chang Xiaoqing thinks it is too unlucky for Lin Mao to lie in the coffin as a living person...

It was Red Peony who inadvertently revealed the clue.

At that time, it was Lin Mao who felt uneasy and raised a question: "...The coffin made into this shape and sent to the palace is too eye-catching, isn't it? It is simply telling others clearly that we have tampered with it."

Red Peony shook her head and said: "Master Lin, don't worry, this is the coffin that Gong Ningzi prepared before. This coffin for two people is really shocking, and it even caused Her Royal Highness to go to the palace to find that guy Yunhuang crying. for a long time."

Lin Mao couldn't help asking: "Crying? Why?"

Hong Mudan said: "Because this coffin was originally chosen by Gong Ningzi..."

As she spoke, she pointed to the word "Gong" surrounded by reliefs on the coffin.

"However, there are two places in this coffin, and the other place is not reserved for Her Highness the Princess. This guy Gong Ningzi would rather be buried with others, but never with Princess Yongtong. Difficult."

As soon as Lin Mao heard the ins and outs of the coffin, he already secretly felt something was wrong.

Looking at the delicate expression of the red peony, it was even more painful——Sure enough, Lin Mao took a closer look, and sure enough, he saw a small word "Lin" next to the word "Gong" that was well concealed by the relief. .

"This...is too ridiculous."

Lin Mao couldn't help whispering.

He didn't remember it before, but now after Red Peony reminded him, he finally remembered that he knew about the shocking double coffin.

That was many years ago when he had not cut off contact with Gong Ningzi. There was quite an ambiguity between the two, but neither of them explained the matter thoroughly.

And at that time, by chance, Gong Ningzi got a red sandalwood tree that couldn't be hugged by several people, and then he wanted to use this rare piece of wood to build a shocking double coffin .

For Gong Ningzi, it was probably to express his determination to live in the same bed with Lin Mao and die in the same acupuncture point.

But Lin Mao was still taken aback by Gong Ningzi's behavior. Not only was he not moved, but he couldn't help but write a letter to scold Gong Ningzi, telling him not to mess around like this.

From then until the two broke up, Lin Mao never heard any news about the coffin.

He didn't expect that Gong Ningzi not only didn't give up the idea back then, but even made the coffin.

Lin Mao stretched out his hand and caressed the cold and hard surface of the coffin, his hands were oily, knowing that Gong Ningzi probably never forgot to order someone to oil it over the years.

"What's the trouble?"

Lin Mao was speechless.

Hong Mudan glanced at Chang Xiaoqing, who had a cold face, and a helpless smile appeared on her lips.

"It's just a thought... It is said that Gong Ningzi found your clothes at the beginning, and planned to be buried with your clothes a hundred years later. It is precisely because of this reason that he was reprimanded by Emperor Yun that year. But As the saying goes, a blessing in disguise, this coffin wanted to leave a record in the palace. When I sent you into the palace, I only said that Gong Ningzi insisted on you using this coffin. It would not be too surprising to think about it. It is Gong Ningzi who has not changed her infatuation, and her delusions have not stopped."

"That's true."

Lin Mao could only answer in this way. He just thought of how Gong Ningzi prepared this coffin alone, and how he worked so hard to find Lin Mao's clothes to make a tomb. Lin Mao couldn't help it. Some moods are complicated.

But when it came to Chang Xiaoqing, there was only a dark fire in his heart, which made his temples twitch.

Fortunately, the reason why Red Peony called him here was to let those craftsmen refit the coffin according to Chang Xiaoqing's best skills, so that this heavy wooden box could help Lin Mao and his party when it came to the palace. .

Chang Xiaoqing also unceremoniously asked someone to scrape off the words "Gong" and "Lin" on the coffin, and replaced them with complicated reliefs covered with poison. Silver needles as thin as a cow's hair shot straight out of the pattern.

In addition, some ventilation holes and peeking holes were punctured inside the coffin by means of embossed concave-convex patterns, which are ready for emergencies.

After such modifications, even though the coffin looks a bit overhanging from the outside, its structure is exactly the same as an ordinary coffin, and there is nothing worthy of attention.

And the wood joints between the coffin board and the interlayer are ingenious and seamless, even if you look closely, you can't see any gaps—but as long as Chang Xiaoqing exerts force from the inside, the wooden board can be lifted He broke out of the coffin and took the head of the old man Qianji!

That is to say, only a place like Chizheng Mansion can support so many skilled craftsmen, and according to Chang Xiaoqing's instructions, it can complete the transformation of this birthday material that looks like a coffin but is actually a red sandalwood castle within a day.

But even so, by the time Chang Xiaoqing and Lin Mao returned to their room to rest, it was already late at night.

Because the unknown old man attacked again the night before, this night Chang Xiaoqing had to watch the night and sleep together beside Lin Mao's bed no matter what.

And he didn't expect that, he found the tooth mark left by Qiao Muyun in the daytime on Lin Mao's body——

"How is this going?!"

Chang Xiaoqing grabbed Lin Mao's arm and looked at the tooth mark on his shoulder that had begun to heal.

"It was just an accident."

Lin Mao said quickly.

But his cover-up of weakness didn't help.

"It's Qiao Muyun, right?"

"..."

Lin Mao stood there in embarrassment.

Chang Xiaoqing's eyes touched Lin Mao's shoulder slightly, then with a smile on his face, he got up and walked out the door.

"Master, please wait a moment, I need to go out to deal with some chores..."

"Xiaoqing! Don't do this—"

In a panic, Lin Mao grabbed Chang Xiaoqing.

"Master..."

Chang Xiaoqing stopped in her tracks immediately, turned her head to look at Lin Mao, and called him hoarsely.

His eyes and the breath on his body exude a subtle feeling that cannot be described in words.

Lin Mao only felt as if even the surrounding air had become heavy, and fine cold sweat broke out on his back.

No matter in front of Qiao Muyun or Jia Ruo, Lin Mao can still look like a senior to some extent, but when facing his apprentice, Lin Mao is always involuntarily flustered and short of breath.

Lin Mao regained his composure, and said, "It's late at night, and tomorrow you and I will probably face a tough battle, why don't you rest earlier."

As soon as he heard Lin Mao's familiar perfunctory words, Chang Xiaoqing finally couldn't hold back the evil fire in his heart, turned his hands tightly to hold Lin Mao's hands, and approached him: "It's like this again...Master always has so many The reasons for fooling everything, and so dull, as if not knowing anything, not aware of anything!"

Lin Mao gritted his teeth and whispered, "Xiaoqing, stop talking."

Chang Xiaoqing's handsome face revealed deep and thick sorrow, but her pupils were frighteningly bright: "Master, can you... treat me as my father?"

"What nonsense are you talking about?!"

Lin Mao's whole body trembled, and his voice became flustered.

"Actually... I am the same as my father." Chang Xiaoqing forced Lin Mao to touch his cheek with his hand, "Master clearly knows my intentions but always refuses in every possible way, because he doesn't like being a disciple. Is it me? But if it is my father, the master will not refuse, right?"

"To shut up--"

"Cat..."

An unusually familiar voice, an unusually familiar tone, and an unusually familiar look.

Lin Mao's body shook suddenly, and his whole body froze in place as if in an ice cave.

Chang Xiaoqing looked exactly the same as Chang Qing at this moment.

Lin Mao had known for a long time that Chang Xiaoqing was similar to his senior brother, but he never thought that these two people could be so similar.

Even Lin Mao, who had loved Chang Qing deeply for so many years, couldn't tell the difference between Chang Xiaoqing and his senior brother at that moment.

"Cat, I like you."

Chang Xiaoqing looked deeply at the master in front of her, and through the voice of her "father" in name, revealed the hidden feelings in her heart.

"I love you."

He bathed in the disbelieving gaze of his master, and repeated.

Lin Mao looked weaker and paler than ever before, his eyes stayed on Chang Xiaoqing's body from beginning to end, his lips parted slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't utter a single syllable.

The severe pain deepened in Chang Xiaoqing's heart bit by bit, like sharp claws tearing his heart apart bit by bit.

He saw his current appearance in the reflection of Lin Mao's clear eyes.

It was a total stranger.

That is Changqing, but very Xiaoqing.

All the touches of his favorite master at this moment are just because he timidly imitated the appearance of Changqing in his mind.

"Cat, do you remember me all these years?"

The amazing thing is that he has never been with Chang Qing before, but as long as he wants to imitate, the image of the other party will naturally appear in his heart.

It seems that imitating evergreen is not a deliberate thing, but a natural behavior.

And obviously, on this night, the figures of Chang Xiaoqing and Chang Qing overlapped.

Lin Mao didn't know how much effort he had to spend to keep himself from falling to his knees.

The person in front of him is Chang Xiaoqing, his apprentice!

A voice in his head was screaming frantically, but he couldn't move at all, let alone speak.

He could only stand there in a daze, looking at the man in front of him—as if he was looking at a lover who had crossed life and death and time and slowly returned to him.

"often……"

he whispered unconsciously.

But it was this syllable that shattered the drunken illusion between Chang Xiaoqing and Lin Mao like a stone.

Chang Xiaoqing's expression froze, and Chang Qing's expression and expression quickly faded from his face like mist, replaced by pain and despair.

"Do not say."

Chang Xiaoqing interrupted Lin Mao's conversation.

His heart was beating wildly in his chest, as if it was going to rush out of his chest in the next second.

He didn't want to know at all... let alone know who the person Lin Mao wanted to call at that moment just now was.

And before Lin Mao had time to react, Chang Xiaoqing had already leaned forward and kissed Lin Mao's lips preciously.

"Well?!"

Lin Mao let out a quick and surprised low cry.

But soon even this whisper was annihilated by Chang Xiaoqing's almost rough licking and gnawing.

Years of fantasies have finally been pulled from the other side of fantasy to reality, but Lin Mao's lips are sweeter and softer than Chang Xiaoqing's countless imaginations and speculations over the years.

Chang Xiaoqing even had an illusion that she was about to be completely swallowed and submerged by those luscious lips - mind, soul, body, and this world would all disappear completely.

All that remains in his world is the unparalleled satisfaction and happiness at this moment.