Evil King's Supreme Poisonous Queen

"Wait a minute..."

Although the voice is very small, it is very familiar in Murong Sheng's ears!

The familiar made Murong Sheng in a trance and thought he had returned to the capital again.

Is this the voice of sun Zheng's poetry?

Murong Sheng stopped walking, turned around and looked in the back direction.

Sure enough, as soon as I looked back this time, I saw half of the body exposed from behind. This familiar face and voice are not sun Zheng's poems. Who can it be?

"That..."

Sun Zhengshi hesitated and walked over from behind. He looked at murongsheng and felt embarrassed and lowered his head seven times. Not long after lowering his head, he quickly raised his head and looked at Murong Sheng. He hesitated a few steps forward.

Now seeing sun Zheng's poems, Murong Shengcai suddenly felt in a trance. It seems that she hasn't seen sun Zheng's poems for a long time?

Since she pretended to be dead, she has no contact with the people in the capital anymore, and it is naturally impossible to meet the people she knew before.

Looking at the appearance of sun Zheng's poetry, murongsheng didn't speak, but quietly watched sun Zheng's poetry come towards her.

To be honest, she really didn't think that she might meet sun Zhengshi after pretending to be dead.

It's not that we'll never meet again. After all, sun Zhengshi is one of the few friends she really makes.

However, murongsheng wanted to meet sun Zhengshi. She had to wait for her to arrange everything and stabilize herself. The identity has been handled. Even if you meet sun Zhengshi, it won't bring any trouble.

She will choose to meet sun Zhengshi.

But I didn't think about it. Now my identity has changed, but I'm not ready yet. Sun Zheng's poem came to her actively.

Although the meeting now will not bring any trouble to sun Zheng's poetry.

However, this process was beyond her imagination and did not follow her expected process. It seemed a little

"That..."

Sun Zhengshi looked at murongsheng and didn't speak. He was also very hesitant. He hesitated and walked slowly to murongsheng. For a long time, he squeezed out a sentence from his mouth: "are you really the sister of the miracle doctor?"

Murong Sheng still didn't speak, but nodded calmly.

As soon as sun Zheng's poetry came out, his eyes did not move away from Murong Sheng's face. But even so, his eyes looked desperately on murongsheng's face. No matter how he looked, he couldn't find any shadow similar to murongsheng.

Although I have already understood that Xue Sheng is not Murong Sheng in front of me, there is no connection between the two people except for their similar voices! However, the heart of sun Zheng's poetry didn't know how, but somehow he held a kind of unwilling and a strange feeling of expectation.

Quietly hovering and winding in her heart, hoping to see a glimmer of dawn.

"Can you... Can you... Let me hear it?"

Sun Zheng's poem hesitated briefly for a long time, and then seemed to react. He quickly waved his hand and said, "I mean, you say a word to me." after reacting, he returned to his previous temper.