Empress marry

Chapter 902 She Looks So Like Her, But It's Not Her

The man's pupils shrank again.

His hand suddenly raised to touch the beaded veil on her face, but she didn't push it away, but Shangguan Jinglan remained stiff for a long time, still not daring to take off the thing covering her face.

She said she was not Lu Qingqing.

But their voices are clearly the same.

Although she seemed to be thinner and her demeanor seemed to be colder and more indifferent, she was clearly Lu Qingqing.

Shangguan Jinglan's pupils changed drastically, and his hands trembled slightly, not daring to move.

He was afraid that it really wasn't her when the veil was lifted. If he didn't confirm it, he could at least tell himself that it was her based on the information, but if he really found out that it wasn't her, then all hope at this moment would turn into despair.

Lu Qingqing looked at the ever-changing expression on his face. The man who had always been moody and angry was writing all his emotions on his face at this moment. Whether it was fear, panic or despair, it formed a ridiculous joke in her heart.

She slowly raised her hand to touch his big palm, her fingers were slender and white, "I dare not look, do you want me to help you?"

It seemed to be a question, but after asking, she pressed his hand hard without waiting for his answer.

Driven by her movements, the man slowly took off the golden beaded veil without knowing whether he was actively or passively.

His eyes were fixed, and he seemed to be holding his breath.

The moment the veil fell, the woman's beautiful face appeared in front of the people, which should have amazed everyone, but suddenly a slight disappointment flashed in his black pupils.

A heart that had been broken for more than four years seemed to be reassembled before this moment, and then crushed hard again.

Not her.

So much like her, but not her.

The eyes, nose, and mouth seem to be hers, but the face formed by assembling them is slightly different from hers. Although it is very similar, the outline of the face seems to have some subtle changes.

And there should have been a scar on her face.

Feng Quanqing said that the cut was too deep and there was no cure.

Although he once suspected that the woman lied to him, if even "death" lied to him, then the scars are not a problem.

The woman pulled her lips slightly and smiled, "Looking at the young master, he seems very disappointed."

She smiled and said: "Could it be that Weiqing's ugly appearance has polluted the young master's eyes?"

"..."

Shangguan Jinglan closed her eyes, and the Mo eyes that had overturned the turbulent waves finally returned to the calmness of death, but suddenly, as if remembering something, the hand that had been slowly lowered suddenly lifted up to touch her cheek again.

He kept groping around her face and even behind her ears.

The woman raised her eyebrows, "Why, have you forgotten the one who promised to be a showman but not a person? Still touching me?"

"You're wearing a human skin mask."

As if saying these words firmly, Shangguan Jinglan didn't look at her, just stared at the skin on her face looking for a breakthrough.

Lu Qingqing giggled, "Master, are you deceiving yourself?"

He paused, but continued to search without giving up.

The smile on the woman's face gradually faded and turned into a lazy and lazy, "You can't find out why, if you want to touch me, just tell me, why do you have to find such a high-sounding excuse to do such a wretched thing? "

The man searched for it for a long time, then stopped completely, and narrowed his phoenix eyes slightly to stare at her inexplicably, "You say I'm wretched?"

(End of this chapter)