The surrogate princess of crossing

Chapter 143 The True and False Sister

After listening to the little nun's narration, Zhuang Qing couldn't help tears welling up in her eyes. It turned out that she came out of the house for her, and this was the result she never expected.

Wiping the tears from the corners of their eyes, Zhuang Qing and Zhao Qian pushed the door and entered. In the room, Long Xiruo was still knocking on her wooden fish repeatedly, as if she had no interest in the visitor.

"Enlightenment, your friend from Yandu is here to see you!" Seeing that Long Xiruo didn't turn around at all, the little nun wanted to go up to call her, but Zhuang Qing stopped her, and compared with her the gesture of "don't disturb", The little nun smiled slightly, clapped her hands together and saluted Zhuang Qing and Zhao Qian, and exited the room.

Walking gently behind Long Xiruo, she saw a spirit tablet on the table in front of her, which read: Shangguan Qing's Spirit Tablet.

"Enlightenment, enlightenment, sister Xiruo chose this name, does it mean that you can only realize it after the end?" The voice was faint, with a touch of heartache, heartache for her disheartened heart.

Long Xiruo slowly turned around. Behind her was a strange woman, and Zhao Qian, who was loved by her sister Qing'er.

"Young Master Zhao! I'm sorry for you! I'm sorry for Sister Qing'er!" Seeing Zhao Qian, Long Xiruo cried and knelt down to him.

"This... Princess, what is this doing?" Zhao Qian was taken aback. What the little nun said earlier completely changed his impression of Long Xiruo, so he called her "Princess".

"Sister, why are you doing this, get up!" Zhuang Qing helped Long Xiruo up.

Long Xiruo looked suspiciously at the woman beside her who helped her up. She was dressed in white, with only the simplest hairstyle on her head and a chic jade hairpin. Her whole body was so clean that it made people feel comfortable.

Her outfit was Qinger's favorite outfit in the past. At first she thought it was a sign of Shangguan Qing's poverty, but later she realized that even if she is the royal sister of the emperor and the current princess, she still has the same outfit. Su Jing, unlike her, who piles gold, silver and jewels on her head every day, eventually making people more and more tacky.

She has a pair of eyes similar to that of Qing'er's sister, so clear that there is no trace of impurities, faintly, but so fascinating.

"You have eyes similar to my sister's." Almost blurting out, the corners of Zhuang Qing's mouth slightly twitched at Long Xiruo's words.

"I'm your sister, how could it be that I have similar eyes?"

"What? My sister? Hahaha." Long Xiruo smiled wryly.

"My sister, my sister has already been killed by me! My sister is here!"

"I am indeed your sister, my name is Zhuang Qing, you can call me Qing'er!"

"No, you're not Qing'er! You don't deserve to be called Qing'er!" Long Xiruonu stared at Zhuang Qing. With eyes similar to her sister Qing'er, does this woman think she is qualified to be called Qing'er?
"There can only be one Qing'er in this world. You will never be able to catch up with her beauty and kindness."

Zhuang Qing couldn't help chuckling, it seemed that it was really her honor to leave such a good impression in her heart.

"Well, Qian, tell me, am I really inferior to that Shangguan Qing?" Blinking mischievous eyes, he deliberately dragged Zhao Qian into the water.

Zhao Qian smiled helplessly, this little girl really doesn't care about time and place when she gets naughty.

"Oh, how come, in my heart, you are Qing'er, is there any need to compare?"

The extremely ambiguous words made Zhuang Qing chuckle and Long Xiruo worked up.

"Zhao Qian, I still don't believe people say that you are romantic and sentimental. Looking at it today, my sister Qing'er really misjudged you. She has only been away for a long time, and you have forgotten her and found another new love. You, you are not worthy of being here." My little sister Qing'er appeared in front of me, get out! Get out!" Long Xiruo was so angry that she pushed the two of them out of the room.

Zhuang Qing smiled and pulled Long Xiruo back.

"Sister, sister Xiruo, I'm really your sister, you heard what I said, okay? Oh, it was Qing'er's fault just now, Qing'er should apologize to her sister, Qing'er shouldn't be joking with you .”

"Don't call me so affectionate, my younger sister is only Shangguan Qing." Don't turn your head away, don't look at the two people in front of you.

Zhuang Qing smiled lightly and read a poem lightly.

"Boil the beans and burn the bean dichotoma, and the beans are weeping in the kettle. They were originally grown from the same root, so why not fry them in a hurry."

Long Xiruo turned her head and stared fixedly at Zhuang Qing.

"You, how did you know this poem?"

"This is what I read at the wedding between you and Xiao, so why didn't I know."

Long Xiruo's heart was shocked. Is she Qing'er's younger sister?But then his face became cold again.

"Qing'er read this poem back then, and Zhao Qian was there at the time, so it's not surprising that he taught you this poem."

Zhuang Qing smiled lightly and hummed softly. The familiar melody and dance of "Lonely Ballet" back then made Long Xiruo red-eyed.

"That's right, it's this song, it's this song. It seems that you are really Qing'er, really Qing'er!"

Poetry can be taught by Zhao Qian, but this piece of Shangguan Qing's song was a masterpiece, and this woman, if not for Qing'er herself, would never have sung that kind of taste.

"Qing'er! Sister!" Knelt down to Zhuang Qing with regret.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Buddha bless me, I can finally say sorry to you personally!"

"Get up! I know what you mean, get up! Sister Xiruo." Lifting Long Xiruo up from the ground, Long Xiruo looked at Zhuang Qing. Shangguan Qing had inherited Shangguan Wan's beautiful appearance before, but now The Shangguan Qing in front of her could only be considered handsome, if it wasn't for those eyes, the song in her mouth and Zhao Qian's affectionate gaze, she would never have believed that the woman in front of her was Shangguan Qing.

"Sister Qing'er, why did you become like this? Before, I heard they said that you were already...already..." Long Xiruo had been waiting for a long time, but she didn't dare to say that sensitive word. Zhuang Qing said indifferently A smile is just a word for "death", Zhuang Qing died more than once.

"Sister, you want to say that everyone said that I was dead in Fengming, and Fengming also sent a funeral report, why, why am I still here?"

"Qing'er, I'm sorry, I didn't do it on purpose!" Long Xiruo regretted it. Sister Qing'er had gone through such a great ordeal, so she definitely didn't want to bring up those sad past events. She was so stupid, how could she bring it up again.


(End of this chapter)