Reborn Dijiao

Chapter 228 Who Can Tell Between Past and Present Lives (4)
Shen Heng was beaten to the point of losing strength, he raised his head, the anger in his chest burned straight into his eyes, his canthus was tearing apart, blood roared with hatred.

"I'm going to kill you!!!"

Shen Xun stood still at the same spot, Shen Heng's increasingly ferocious face was reflected in his calm eyes, which was close at hand.

As long as Shen Heng stepped forward, he could bite off his neck like the most ferocious beast in the world and devour his flesh and blood to relieve the hatred in his heart.

But the chain is only so long.

"Why bother?"

"Let me tell you another piece of good news." Shen Xun waved his long whip with a smile, his tone remained gentle, but revealed cruelty: "I'm going to depose her and send her down to accompany you today after five years, how about it?"

"You dare to touch her!!" Shen Heng roared hysterically, with an expression like a cornered animal that was still unwilling to accept its fate.

Ye Qingwan's heart was cold and her teeth were cold, her head buzzed, her eyes were dim, and she almost fell over.

It turned out that not only Shen Yan's fate, but even her fate was clearly arranged by Shen Xun early on.

The death of the child, the death of the Ye family, the decree of the abolished queen, and my own fate.
Everything was calculated by the man in front of him.

It's no wonder that that day, Shen Heng broke free from the shackles and frantically looked for her everywhere.

"It's ridiculous, have you been alone less in the past five years?"

"It's a pity you didn't get to see the pitiful way she begged to be pampered by her."

"And she was alone"

Shen Xun stared at Shen Heng, who was beaten so hard that he could hardly lift his head anymore, with a contemptuous expression, but playful eyes, he deliberately didn't finish his sentence, and repeatedly stimulated the dying person.

Ye Qingwan's fingertips seemed to be completely cold.

She knew it was a dream, but the bloody scene in front of her still made her heartbroken and brought her to the verge of collapse.

"No Shen Xun, don't say it."

".Don't, don't, don't say it again."

She turned around and tried to hug Shen Heng to share his pain, but her hands passed through his body, and she couldn't hug him or protect him.

"Please stop talking, don't provoke him, I beg you."

"Stop hitting him"

"—he will die!!"

But she is just like the dead soul back then, she can't do anything, nothing can stop her.

He could only watch helplessly, watching Shen Xun calmly defeat Shen Heng's precarious psychological defense line with cold words, watching Shen Xun whipping Shen Heng's bruised and bruised body again and again with vicious weapons.

Lips and teeth opened and closed lightly, and he added what he hadn't finished without rushing.

"A look of desire and dissatisfaction in the loneliness."

"I told you to stop talking!!!"

No, I never have!

Even then, I always thought of you
I can't control my body, I can't control my mind
I don't know what's wrong with me.
I just know that I was never voluntary.

"Get out!! Cough cough!"

Suddenly, another mouthful of blood spewed out from his mouth.

"Shen Heng!!!!"

With a splitting headache, Ye Qingwan suddenly opened her eyes.

The early winter sun came in through the window, reflecting on her pale face.

Ye Qingwan sat up quickly, clutching her throbbing heart, panting heavily.

Sinking
Ye Qingwan closed her sour eyes.

It's a dream, it's a fact that has actually happened and cannot be changed.

Cold sweat drenched her thin coat, and Ye Qingwan put her hand on her forehead, not daring to recall the scene that made her heartbroken and frighteningly real.

After gradually recovering from that horrible dream, Ye Qingwan let out a long breath of relief.

She secretly made up her mind that since she was unable to tamper with the past, she would recover everything from Shen Xun a hundred times and a thousand times in this life.

After sitting for a while, Ye Qingwan suddenly felt something was wrong.

Didn't she remember that she was on the roof yesterday?How could he go back to his room and fall asleep?
Could it be that she remembered wrongly?She never went on the roof at all?

Ye Qingwan was confused.

Forget it, what to do with this.

Just at this time, Zhiyi came in with water, and after seeing Ye Qingwan, her eyes fell directly on her face.

Ye Qingwan was a little uncomfortable being watched, her voice was hoarse when she just woke up: "What are you staring at me for, is there something on my face?"

As she spoke, she touched her face, and when her fingertips brushed her lips, a slight pain made her frown slightly.

Zhizhi said: "Girl, why are your lips broken?"

Ye Qingwan froze for a moment, then stretched out her hand to touch her dry lips again, touched the one that felt the pain just now, and found that it was just as Zhiyi said, a small piece of skin was broken.

"Perhaps it's because the weather is relatively dry, and the peeling skin was bitten by myself." Ye Qingwan said.

Ye Qingwan didn't care too much about it.

She still has more important things to do today, after getting up to wash up, Ye Qingwan thought about the time, wondering if she should go and look for the man with the mark first?
mention the imprint
Ye Qingwan skillfully walked to the window and sat down, and began to recall what happened yesterday.

She was drunk yesterday, but she still remembered a little about asking Xu Gu to take her to Prince Yi's mansion.

She seemed to have fallen from a tree and landed in Shen Heng's arms.

As for what she said, she couldn't remember clearly.

He only vaguely remembered the eye-catching light red mark on Shen Heng's back.

Drinking is really a mistake.

But why is there a mark on Shen Heng's back?

Jiang Shuo said that he was looking for a man in his twenties, and Shen Heng happened to be in his early twenties this year.

Is Shen Heng the person Jiang Shuo is looking for?
But looking at them, Jiang Shuo shouldn't be unaware that Shen Heng has a mark on his back.

So what is going on.

Ye Qingwan just looked at the scenery outside the window, thinking about it quietly.

Time passed quickly, and the morning passed in a blink of an eye.

Thinking about it, the drowsiness struck again, and he fell asleep by the window.

Until Zhiyi came to wake her up, the gorgeous sunlight fell on the bright face, looked up and saw the blue sky was dyed red by the sunset, the scenery in the twilight was covered with a crimson gauze, the setting sun was like blood, Hazy and picturesque.

How come I fell asleep again.

Ye Qingwan rubbed the center of her brows regretfully, then got up to tidy up, and called Xu Gu, but Xu Gu's face was surprisingly ugly.

"What's going on again?" Ye Qingwan looked at him suspiciously.

Xu Gu pursed his lips, but shook his head without saying a word.

Ye Qingwan didn't bother to take care of him anymore.

The two followed Ye Qingwan to an ordinary tea shop on the long street, and ordered a pot of Biluochun and two dishes of snacks.

Xu Gu was slightly puzzled: "Girl, what are we doing here?"

Ye Qingwan sighed.

Zhiyi explained for her: "It should be here to inquire about the oiran's news."

Xu Gu was still puzzled: "Then why don't you go to the Zhuchen Residence next door? Isn't it better than here?"

"." Ye Qingwan couldn't bear it anymore, squinted her eyes, and said coldly: "You think my money is all blown by the wind?"

(End of this chapter)