Fantasy: The past is exposed, and the empresses cry for forgiveness

Chapter 89: To him, I am Jian Linger, but Jian Linger~Jian Ling feels an indescribable weirdness in her heart!

Jian Linger's true appearance has always been her biggest secret.

And now, she has completely revealed this secret to Luo Xuan.

It was obvious that she believed in him without reservation in her heart.

Even last night, Jian Ling'er was ready to give herself to him.

The result, the result... Humph, what a blockhead!

Thinking of the scene of the two of them hugging each other this morning.

Waves of shyness appeared on Jian Ling'er's beautiful face again.

The young Luo Xuan also knew this.

It turns out that the fake scar on her face has always been her way of protecting herself.

"Ling'er, how did you get that fake scar on your face?"

"It was painted on. How else could it have been put there?"

Hearing Jian Linger's answer, the young Luo Xuan couldn't help but speak.

"... Is this enough to deceive other monks?"

“I don’t know either. At first I thought it would be good enough if I could hide it from some ordinary monks.

But the other great monks didn't seem to notice anything wrong. Anyway, no one has ever coveted my looks."

The young Luo Xuan was speechless.

I didn't expect the truth to be so simple.

Indeed, Jian Linger was unable to practice, and she did not dare to tell anyone else this secret.

This scar on her face could only have been drawn by her herself.

But such an ordinary method actually deceived many people.

If Jian Ling'er cast some kind of illusion spell on her face, it would easily be noticed by some great monks.

As a result, such an ordinary painting was actually able to conceal the truth.

After all, no one really cared to figure out whether the scar on her face was painted on or not.

Just like before, didn’t he fail to realize that the horrible scar on Jian Linger’s face was actually fake?
The young Luo Xuan couldn't help but laugh.

"So that's how it is. The truth is simple. The ancients were really honest."

Jian Linger couldn't help but want to curl her lips.

Such a beautiful woman like me was in the same room with the young boy Luo Xuan.

As a result, this wooden man was only concerned about how the scar on her face came about.

I am only concerned about the simplicity of the great way.

What a piece of wood!
There's nothing I can do, this wood is just like this...

Then let her take A!
This wooden guy never looked down on me because I was an ugly girl, and he was always very kind to me.

Now that my true appearance has been revealed, I'm sure this piece of wood won't be able to control himself, right?

"Mu Tou, did you sleep well last night?"

"……fine."

The young Luo Xuan actually wanted to say that he didn’t sleep well.

If he hadn't been bothered by Jian Ling'er in the morning, he would have slept well.

Jian Linger's eyes were full of anticipation.

"Well, why don't we continue to sleep for a while, okay..."

"not good."

Jian Linger: ...

Jian Linger said this just now.

The monks in the Heavenly Emperor's Palace had not yet gotten excited.

As a result, they were all choked by the young Emperor's words.

No, how can you, Emperor of Heaven, remain indifferent when such a beautiful woman throws herself into your arms?

Jian Ling'er felt that maybe she hadn't expressed herself clearly enough, and spoke with a bit of shyness.

"What I mean is, just continue to hold me and sleep for a while like before. It would be better if I could just lie down for a little while longer..."

"That's even worse."

Jian Linger:? ?
Now, Jian Linger felt that her little head was full of question marks.

She felt embarrassed enough to say what she just said.

In the end, the wood remained unmoved. "Okay, then, let's wait until night.

Wait until you, Mu Tou, come back from the Sword Spirit Library in a few days and then we'll talk..."

Seeing Jian Ling'er trying several times to throw herself into the arms of the young man Luo Xuan.

In the Heavenly Emperor Palace, Wang Teng's gaze was enough to kill people with a knife.

“Emperor of Heaven!!”

If Wang Teng could get a peerless beauty like Jian Ling'er, he would be willing to be her lapdog every day.

As a result, Jian Linger took the initiative to throw herself into Luo Xuan's arms, but Luo Xuan remained unmoved.

Now, Wang Teng felt his whole body was numb and sore!

After Jian Linger finished speaking, the young Luo Xuan looked over.

Just when Jian Ling'er was feeling uneasy.

I just heard the young Luo Xuan talking.

"Ling'er, didn't you say that you just wanted a warm embrace to lean on, even for just one night? Yesterday was already a night."

Jian Ling'er was stunned.

"Well, can't you just treat me as a piece of wood and let me lean on you for one more night..."

The young Luo Xuan looked at her.

"Woman, your name is greed."

Jian Linger: ???

This time, Jian Ling'er was completely defeated by the young Luo Xuan.

She was so angry that she wanted to hit him with the pillow.

But when it comes to taking action, I feel reluctant.

Afterwards, he could only bang his pillow and vent his anger on it.

The young man Luo Xuan saw that Jian Linger was a little angry and was thinking about how to comfort her.

Jian Linger thought about what had just happened.

“Perhaps… to him, it makes no difference whether I am beautiful or ugly.

To him, I am Jian Ling'er, just Jian Ling'er~"

Thinking of this, Jian Linger's lips subconsciously curled up into a beautiful arc.

Isn't it this kind of wood that makes her like it?

Even she herself didn't know when she fell in love with Luo Xuan...

Even though she was originally an ugly girl in his eyes, he never looked down on her, but instead took care of her in every way.

Now that she showed such a stunningly beautiful face, he treated her no differently, without becoming fawning or trying to please her.

Sure enough, she was right.

One day, her peerless beauty will grow old. When that day comes, this piece of wood will definitely not despise her.

Because in his eyes, I have always been Jian Ling'er.

In this case, what else can I be dissatisfied with?

The anger that had been rising in Jian Linger's heart disappeared immediately, and she walked to the young man Luo Xuan.

Just like a cat wagging its tail, I just want to stay by his side.

The young Luo Xuan just felt very confused.

"You were angry just now, why are you not angry anymore after just a while?"

Thinking this in his mind, Luo Xuan found it completely incomprehensible.

Women’s hearts are really hard to understand…

In comparison, even practicing is much simpler.

Inside the Heavenly Emperor Palace, Jian Lingxin felt somewhat angry and chilled when he saw these scenes.

"How can this Jian Ling'er be so spineless!"

Although this Jian Ling'er gave her a vaguely familiar yet strange feeling.

But this Jian Ling'er is definitely not her, so there will be no such thing as me scolding myself.

Seeing someone who looks exactly like him and is trying to please the young Luo Xuan in every way possible.

Jian Lingxin just felt that there was something indescribably weird in his heart!

Moreover, some fragmented images flashed through her mind, seemingly related to Jian Ling'er, but also seemingly not.

What is the identity of this Jian Ling'er?
(End of this chapter)