The rebirth of the poisonous concubine is charming and sweet

Chapter 789 He is a walking dead
Beneath the veil was a face covered in red rashes.

In the past two days, she ate too much fish and shrimp, and her face became even more rotten.

Li Dan and Zhu Biao only took one look, then quickly looked away.

Shen Cong glanced twice, but couldn't bear to look away.

Only Jiang Shu kept staring at her nonchalantly, as if trying to dig out some familiar traces from her face.

Those eyes look so much like his Lolo!
It's almost like it was printed from a mold.

But in the eyes in front of him, there is no Luo Luo's cunning and agility, there are only bewilderment and a little bit of heartache.

Prince Ace's eyes quickly turned around the two of them, and sighed: "Jiang Shizi, I know what you are looking for. But Susu is really just Susu, and her eyes are indeed a bit like your wife's." , but haven't you noticed that her eyeballs are the same color?"

"Other places can be faked, but the eyes cannot be replaced!"

Jiang Shu stared at Su Luo and found that her eyes were light brown.

And his long-sleeping lover has a pair of particularly dark eyes, which are a completely different color from the eyeballs in front of him.

He raised his eyebrows and smiled.

The little ashes that were still in the bottom of the eyes before completely disappeared at this moment, and the wilderness-like silence was restored.

"Sorry, I admitted the wrong person..."

After he said this to Prince Ace, he flew down from the second floor, landed on the horseback in a questioning manner, then stretched out his thin and slender hand, and slowly pressed it on the black coffin.

After Su Luo put on the veil, he happened to see this scene.

Damn!

It hurts again.

She tightly grasped the clothes on her chest, not daring to look any further, and took her eyes back with difficulty.

Li Dan and Zhu Biao sincerely apologized several times on Jiang Shu's behalf, and then turned over.

Shen Cong was the only one left. He stared at Prince Ace and asked, "Did you find her in the mass grave in the west of the city?"

Prince Ace denied: "How is it possible, what did I go to the mass grave for when I have nothing to do? She was actually an assassin. We can fall in love with each other, and we can be regarded as acquaintances without fighting. Love arises from hatred."

After Shen Cong was silent for a while, he nodded: "Today's matter is that we were too abrupt. Jiang Shizi lost his beloved wife, and he was worried and unforgettable, so he acted a little too aggressively, which surprised the young master. I will tell the shopkeeper to save three days The accommodation expenses of the young master and his party will be used as an apology!"

After speaking, he nodded to Prince Ace and Su Luo, jumped to the ground, and followed the footsteps of the funeral procession that had already moved forward.

Su Luo wanted to take a closer look, but Prince Ace dragged her to the room and pressed her on the bed: "You were scared just now, it's all my fault, you are not in good health now, you shouldn't let you see These, take good care of your injuries, and wait until you recover! I have to go down for a while!"

Prince Ace thought to himself: I was too negligent.

Jiang Shu must have known about his feelings for Su Luo, so since Su Luo died, he had to show something.

If you can't go to the house to express condolences, then when you go out for the funeral today, you should at least send a paragraph of it along with you.

Perhaps it was because of this that Jiang Shu became suspicious.

At that moment just now, he really thought that he was going to lose Su Luo.

Fortunately, those eyes that changed color fooled the man.

Now, it is necessary to make the play a little more substantial.

He raised his foot to leave, but Su Luo grabbed his wrist and asked, "Ace, do I really not know the group of people they just had? Why do I have a feeling of deja vu?"

Prince Ace squatted down and said very gently: "Susu, you don't tell me much about your past. Maybe you really know them. Don't worry, as long as your memory recovers, everything will be fine. I will remember it all, don’t force yourself now, okay?”

Su Luo nodded: "Okay, let's go!"

Prince Ace was only going to come back after being sent out of the city gate, but before he knew it, he followed the funeral procession all the way to the cemetery.

This is the cemetery of Duke Qi's mansion, and it is quiet and silent everywhere.

Even though there are hundreds of people in the cemetery now, there is no other sound except low sobbing and breathing.

Standing in the crowd, Prince Ace watched as Jiang Shu and his subordinates slowly carried the coffin into the dark tomb passage, and filled it with soil one by one.

Throughout the whole process, the man didn't say a word, didn't cry, and didn't make a sound.

But that huge indigestible sadness was still transmitted to Prince Ace.

For a moment, he couldn't help but tell the man in front of him the truth.

But as soon as he thought of Su Luo's eyes full of tears, the thought stopped immediately.

He may only have her for a day, a month, a year.

Once he told the truth, he would lose her immediately.

While witnessing Jiang Shu's repetitive and mechanical filling, Prince Ace suddenly understood a fact.

He couldn't do it.

No matter how well he does, it is impossible for him to make Su Luo love himself as much as he loves Jiang Shu.

I love him so much that even if I lose my memory, I will still cry involuntarily when I see him.

Once Su Luo's memory is retrieved, she will definitely leave her without hesitation and return to Jiang Shu's embrace.

So, just let him be so despicable once, even if he knows that Jiang Shu is sad, let Su Luo stay by his side for a little longer.

Prince Ace's lips moved, and he said silently: "I'm sorry, Jiang Shizi, maybe tomorrow she can regain her memory and return to your side! She is yours after all, I just take up a little more time."

When the last pinch of loess was pressed to completely seal the tomb passage, a torrential rain brewed for two hours and poured down.

It was as if someone had blown a hole in the sky above his head.

Jiang Yang held up a huge black umbrella and tried to support it on Jiang Shu's head, but the man pushed it away.

He raised his pale face like a ghost, looked up at the sky, and even smiled in the rainstorm.

He said: "Lolo, my timing is just right, you didn't get a drop of rain."

Jiang Yang's eye sockets, which had finally dried up with great difficulty, immediately became moist again, and he hurriedly stopped talking, not wanting Jiang Shu to see it.

The man just stubbornly drenched in the rain and returned to the city, no matter who came forward to persuade him, it didn't work.

Zhu Biao was about to die, and wanted to forcefully press the umbrella on Jiang Shu's head, but was grabbed by Li Dan: "Leave him alone, he needs to vent, after today, everything will be fine!"

When he learned that Zhu Yue was going to marry, he was in a similar mood to Jiang Shu now.

I feel hopeless, I feel like I'm going to die.

But since he hasn't died for so many days, it means he won't die.

His brother Shu will live well.

With hatred, I will live well.

Jiang Shu returned like a walking corpse. When he was at the gate of the city, he was stopped by someone.

(End of this chapter)