Fast wear strategy female with poison

Chapter 909 Song Wuxia Extra Story (5)

Song Wuxia changed his face, he turned himself into an old man named Yisu instead of a young man named Yisu with Song Wuxia's face.

Bailimo is also different from the previous Bailimo. The Bailimo in this world is not arrogant, but gentle and polite, and the city is deeper. He knows that Song Wuxia's existence will affect his status. So, he began to pretend to be dumb to cover himself, and he also understood the importance of the prime minister's support to him, so he treated the scenery gently, and even after being caught by the scenery and seeing him with Yi Ren, he chose to give the flower to her. To the scenery.

And the scenery took over.

It's not that Song Wuxia hadn't thought about killing the self ten years ago, and walking with the scenery instead of him, but soon, the irresistible butterfly effect forced him to give up this idea. He couldn't tolerate a little mistake, There is only one thing he wants to guarantee, and that is to keep the scenery alive.

But first of all, he had to guarantee that the scenery would not like Bailimo.

Therefore, he imprisoned Bailimo and locked him in a water prison under the cold palace. He put on a mask and became the handsome and handsome prince.

Yi Ren soon discovered that he was not the real Bailimo. A person's face can be changed, but his pulse cannot be changed, but so what if she found out?
Song Wuxia took Yi Ren to the water dungeon once, and saw Bailimo who was only breathing. Yiren easily compromised. In order for Bailimo to survive, she could only obey Song Wuxia's order, and everything was as usual. Make anyone in the East Palace suspicious.

Especially making the scenery suspicious.

Song Wuxia watched the scenery and his ten-year-old self face each other from tit-for-tat to glue-like in the end. While suppressing the idea of ​​killing that self, he continued to play the role of Bailimo.

But occasionally, it's also quite interesting to snatch the scenery by my side and let that young self be deflated.

So, on that night, the young Song Wuxia made a move to make the scenery his own.

At that time, he thought, the first time he had skin-to-skin contact with Feng Ming was in his Green Bamboo Pavilion, and that was the second time Feng Feng was bitten by a tiger and brought him to the Green Bamboo Pavilion, he couldn't hold back, Asked for her there.

A whole month later than this impatient young man.

The day to go to the paddock is coming soon, and he had to find another self. When he tore off the mask and looked at a face that was exactly the same as himself, it was obvious that the slightly younger Song Wuxia was stunned for a while, and soon Accepting the setting of another self, he understands himself, and naturally knows that this so-called self that came from ten years later is not fake, and after hearing what will happen in the future, he is not so calm.

The two Song Wuxia went to the hanging pot together. Needless to say, he knew what had happened when he saw the two Song Wuxia. plan of.

The scenery survived, and survived together with Song Wuxia.

And he is another Song Wuxia, the Song Wuxia who has... the scenery that has died.

There is only one scenery left, but Song Wuxia has two.

He thought, he could kill that man now.

But the other self seemed to know what he would think. After leaving the paddock, he flew away with the scenery.

But he forgot that there is still Tiger Biting.

In fact, no matter how you dodge, it is useless, because the two of them have the same logical thinking, and no one can escape from the palm of the other. When they came to the south of the Yangtze River, Song Wuxia followed the tiger and came all the way to a yard.

He heard the laughter inside, and he also knocked on the door.

A pleasant female voice came from the other side of the door, "Who is it?"

He moved his lips, and before he could utter a syllable, his eyes went dark, and when he opened his eyes again, all he saw was the top of the bed.

He felt movement around him, and the woman who was tightly hugging his waist stuck out her head from under the quilt, her eyes opened a slit in a daze, and she asked lazily, "What time is it now?"

He didn't answer.

She blinked strangely, then leaned forward and kissed his face again, "Are you still awake?"

"Yes..." He finally responded, he turned his body and hugged her tightly, as if he wanted to integrate her into his own flesh and blood, and never separate her again.

She was uncomfortable being hugged by him, "Did you have a nightmare?"

"I dreamed... dreamed that you were dead."

She laughed out loud, "Aren't I right by your side?"

"Yes, you are by my side..." He turned over and pressed her against him, and kissed her delicately on her brows, lips, neck, and tender chest...

Being so enthusiastic early in the morning, it seemed that he was really having a nightmare.

She lay flat and let him move his mouth and hands, secretly thinking that it is really hard to find a wife who is as considerate as her.

She would never know that he had gone through a period of desperate and lonely years before he could return to her side.

(End of this chapter)