Reborn from the ashes: The Fifth Miss Devil

"Yun Jingchu" three words, Yun Jingchu said each word clearly and slowly.

The expressions of Dongfang Chen and Concubine Dong Xian became more and more shocked. Dongfang Chen looked at Yun Jingchu as if looking at a lunatic, while Concubine Dong Xian was shocked mixed with excitement.

"My story is over, Xiaoqi, what do you have to say to me?" Yun Jingchu smiled coolly, looked at the shocked Dongfang Chen, and asked slowly.

"..." Dongfang Chen opened his mouth a few times before making a sound, "What the hell are you talking about? Are you trying to tell me that you are Yun Jingshu? Who is that comatose woman in the palace? Don't think that If you talk like Yun Jingshu, I will believe you."

Dongfang Chen's face was livid, and the muscles in his face were trembling, and the eyes he looked at Yun Jingchu were like a raging lion.

Yun Jingchu smiled coldly, "That woman, Xiaoqi, you should know better than me, isn't that the woman you found to pretend to be me? What?! You can't even recognize yourself?"

"Impossible!" Dongfang Chen categorically denied, "I know the person I found is an idiot. If she is the Yun Jingshu who made the harem a mess a year ago, no matter what I won't believe it!"

"Yun Jingshu a year ago was naturally not played by that woman, but by me." Yun Jingchu smiled slightly, then slowly took out a few silver needles from his sleeve, and then injected them into a few acupuncture points on his face Cut in, "Although my face has changed, isn't there a great disguise technique in this world? Xiao Qi, you should know that I am very good at this. You can think about it carefully, a year ago, Yun Jingshu recovered At that time, did Yun Jingchu's identity disappear from everyone's sight?"

While speaking, Yun Jingchu's face was already changing rapidly, slowly changing into another appearance at a speed visible to the naked eye—the appearance of Yun Jingshu.

Of course, if the skin were fairer, it would be Yun Jingshu.

"You...you..." Dongfang Chen pointed at Yun Jingchu, too shocked to speak.

A flash of excitement flashed across Concubine Dong Xian's face, she grabbed Yun Jingchu's hand and asked in a voiceless voice, "Are you really my sister?"

Yun Jingchu turned her head, patted the back of Concubine Dong Xian's hand reassuringly, then nodded.

"Impossible, impossible, I don't believe it. Princess Yun'an, I can understand that you feel wronged for your elder sister, but I will not believe such absurd things. Resurrecting the soul with a dead body?! I haven't heard of it when I live so old This kind of thing." Dongfang Chen returned to his senses, watching Yun Jingchu roar like a cannonball, with obvious panting in his voice.

"Xiaoqi, I'm just telling you the truth of the matter. As for whether you believe it or not, I can't control it. The purpose of my saying this is to tell you that it is impossible to let me enter the palace. Because I no longer believe in you. Therefore, I want to pursue the glory and wealth from another way, and I hope Xiaoqi, you will not hinder me." Yun Jingchu said coldly.

"Another way, what way?! To marry Bai Ruoxi? To be the Duke's wife in the future? Ah, no, I just remembered that there is also a prince from the Luo Kingdom. Yun Jingchu, you found this reason not to enter the palace. It's really strange." Dongfang Chen's face turned purple, and he flew over, reaching out to grab Yun Jingchu's arm.

Yun Jingchu dodges.

"Yun Jingchu, listen to me, you'd better not go against my will and offend me, and I will make you regret it." Dongfang Chen pointed at Yun Jingchu's nose and said angrily.