Fengming Tianxia's Concubine Empress

Chapter 105 The Tight Body

And he also clearly felt her tense body.He felt the uneasiness in her heart, as well as the faint nervousness, and he couldn't help comforting him: "Don't be afraid, little sister, it doesn't hurt at all!"

She suddenly felt a lightening on her face, followed by a faint breeze.

"Okay." Su Yuqing said as she folded the gauze in her hand and put it aside.

She subconsciously raised her hand to touch the newborn's cheek, but was stopped by Su Yuqing.

"Don't move! Although the gauze has been removed, the skin is still very fragile. Don't touch it easily with your hands. If you feel itchy, you can apply this to your face." He put the small porcelain bottle on her face. hands.

Looking at the doubt in her eyes, he continued: "This is anti-inflammatory and muscle-generating ointment, which will help the skin recover in the later stage."

"Oh, thank you, big brother, it's just a skin, my little sister doesn't care much." She said with a light smile.

"That's wrong. Everyone loves beauty. Are you willing to go shopping with an ugly face every day?"

Su Yuqing's words finally made her smile, "Brother made fun of little sister again."

Su Yuqing laughed heartily, and seeing her sorrow gradually fade away, she walked outside the door, but when he walked in again, there was obviously an extra item in his hand.

That thing was made of pure copper, if she guessed right, then the object in his hand was an ancient bronze mirror.

"Little sister, when elder brother found you, you had already fallen into a coma, and your face was covered with wounds of all sizes, so you couldn't recognize your appearance at all, and elder brother didn't know what happened to you before. Look, so big brother hopes that you will be prepared, maybe the face after repairing will be different from your previous face, or even not as beautiful as before." He stared at her beautiful face and said seriously.

She smiled lightly and said, "Brother, no matter how you change your appearance, as long as your soul remains the same." She smiled and took the bronze mirror in his hand.

But when she saw the woman in the bronze mirror, she was shocked again!

There was only a bang, and the bronze mirror fell down.

"Little sister, what's wrong with you?" Su Yuqing walked over quickly, supported her precarious body, and asked anxiously.

Is that her in the mirror?Why was she born exactly the same as her in the previous life?If she hadn't seen her again in the mirror today, she might have forgotten what she looked like in the previous life, right?This had too much visual impact on her, those people and things that had been forgotten, were now constantly reappearing in her mind like a movie, which caught her off guard.

She pushed Su Yuqing away suddenly, squatted down, and picked up the bronze mirror on the ground.Same face, different identities, same eyes, different state of mind, she then looked up at Su Yuqing, seeing the surprise in his eyes, she couldn't help sighing in her heart: same big brother, different people.

After a long time, she got up, and then knelt down in front of Su Yuqing.

Before Su Yuqing could react, she heard the sound of her forehead touching the ground.

A kowtow.

"Thank you, Brother Su, for saving your life."

Kowtow again.

"Su Mei, thank you for your kindness in shaving your face."

Three nods.

"Su Mei greets the eldest brother."

His face was calm, and the waves in his eyes were like a still lake without any waves.

"Since you call me big brother, it's better to hit the sun than choose a date. How about you and I sworn brothers and sisters with the same surname today?"

Her pupils shrank, and a surge of joy welled up in her heart. Although they were different people, they were still brothers and sisters. She smiled and nodded.

Outside the thatched cottage.

A wooden table, an incense burner, and some wild fruits.

"In heaven, I am Su Yuqing today." He turned to look at Su Mei.

"I'm Sumei."

"Being brothers and sisters of the opposite sex, we have the same blessings and share the same hardships, and we will never leave each other in this life!" The two then shouted in unison.

The top of Jinyu Mountain.

Shang Junyuan stood facing the wind in white clothes, his brows were slightly furrowed, his eyes were fixed on the distance, and his expression was sad.

Two months have passed, but there is still no news of her. Could it be that she really has to pass away?No, it's impossible, more than a year ago, she fell off such a high cliff and was still alive, not to mention how much shorter this Jinyu Mountain is than that mountain peak?She will definitely not die, she is destined to die!
"Dark Wind, follow me to the bottom of the cliff."

As soon as he finished speaking, he flew towards the bottom of the cliff along the rope he had set up earlier.

Dark Wind sighed, and flew to the bottom of the cliff.

The cold wind was whistling in his ears, making his cheeks hurt, but he didn't feel it at all, and he was only thinking about her.

In less than half an hour, the two of them reached the bottom of the cliff.

Overgrown with weeds and trees, it was lush and lush, and there was no road in sight.

"Dark Wind, go over there and have a look."

"Yes, master." An Feng nodded, and then flew over there.

In fact, they had already been to the bottom of this cliff two months ago, but each time they came with hope, and each time they returned with disappointment.

I hope this is the last time for the master to come to the bottom of this cliff. If you fall from such a high place, even if you survive a catastrophe, you will also be disabled. That deformed body will also be devoured by wild beasts.

Although Anfeng thought so in his heart, the speed under his feet never slowed down.

Suddenly, he saw a path in front of him, and he quickly ran over it. After a look, it was indeed a path, and it seemed that people walked out of it.

He didn't continue forward, but ran back quickly.

"How's it going?" Before An Feng could speak, Shang Junyuan asked.

"Master, there seems to be a path ahead."

But before Anfeng finished speaking, Shang Junyuan had already flown ten meters away, Anfeng sighed, and then followed.

"Master, this is the path."

"En." Shang Junyuan nodded, and walked forward along the path.

The two of them didn't go far, and they came to the end of the path. Looking around, weeds were overgrown again, and they couldn't see the end at a glance.

Anfeng looked around, and suddenly found a weed not far to the left that was more than half a meter high. When he was puzzled, he couldn't help but softly shouted: "Master, look!"

Shang Junyuan looked over as his fingers let him go, and he saw the small protrusion, and subconsciously wanted to lift his legs and walk over there.

"Master!" As he spoke, the dark wind pulled Shang Junyuan away.

Shang Junyuan turned around suspiciously.

"Master, there are overgrown weeds here, there may be snakes, let the slaves lead the way." As he spoke, he drew out the sword hanging obliquely at his waist, and then swung the sword to cut at the weeds.

Soon, a path wide for one person appeared in front of him, and Shang Junyuan walked quickly.

"Master, look." Anfeng pushed aside the weeds on both sides with his hands, and the wooden tombstone appeared in front of him.

"The Tomb." An Feng murmured softly, and looked back at Shang Junyuan in surprise.

I saw that Shang Junyuan's face was also surprised, but there was a look in his eyes that Anfeng couldn't understand.

"Dig it!" A cold voice spit out from his mouth, but his tightly clenched fist trembled a little, and even his voice trembled slightly.

Anfeng looked at him in surprise, feeling a little unbearable in his heart, the dead cannot be brought back to life, since Princess Zhaohua has passed away, why not let her go quietly?Why disturb her soul?
"Master, the princess is her."

Before he could finish speaking, Shang Junyuan said coldly again: "Dig it out!"

Looking at his frosty cheeks, An Feng didn't say anything anymore, as if no matter what he said, there would be no change.

"Yes, master."

When the two of them came down, they didn't bring any tools. Anfeng could only rely on the sword in his hand and use the inside to dig up the buried grave.

Two months had passed, and even when he dug it up, he could only see a skeleton. He didn't understand why his master was so stubborn. Wasn't it obvious that he was rubbing salt on his own wound?
Shang Junyuan has been watching coldly, with a stern face, but only he knows how uncomfortable he is at this moment, how much he hopes that the one lying in this tomb is not his bride Princess Zhaohua, How much he hopes that there is still no news from her. At least, if there is no news, it means that she is still talking and there is still hope, but now, any hope in his heart is instantly shattered, leaving only pain.

"Master, look, the big red wedding dress." Dark Wind dug halfway, and saw a piece of red dress material exposed.

Naturally, Shang Junyuan also saw it, and he couldn't help frowning deeper and deeper, but Anfeng clearly heard his relieved voice.

Could it be that Princess Zhaohua is lying here?But seeing that the wedding dress clearly belonged to Princess Zhaohua, and the golden dragon and phoenix decoration, that's right!It is indeed the clothes of the princess, and in the whole world, only the royal family can use such patterns.

It's just that Anfeng didn't know that when she was attacked on the mountain that day, Princess Zhaohua changed the wedding dress and put on a plain dress because it was cumbersome and not easy to fight.

"Keep digging!" Obviously, the coldness in that voice was no longer there, but relaxed a lot.

"Yes." Anfeng was a little puzzled, but he wisely chose to keep his mouth shut and speed up his hands.

After a while, the entire tomb was dug up. Sure enough, after two months, the person in the tomb had turned into a skeleton, and nothing could be distinguished.

"Dark Wind, please bury it carefully." Shang Junyuan said lightly.

If the wedding dress just now is not completely sure that it is not Princess Chaohua, then at this moment, he can tell from the woman's stature and shape that she is not Princess Chaohua, but the girl next to her. Maid, that woman named Yan Cui.

"Master, is she the princess?" Anfeng didn't understand, since he had already found Princess Zhaohua, why didn't he bring her bones back, why did he let her sleep at the bottom of this desolate cliff?

"She's not a princess!" Saying that, Shang Junyuan turned around and looked away.

Shang Junyuan's eyes regained their former radiance, and he gazed into the distance with vigour, eyes full of hope.Zhaohua, where are you?No matter where you are, I will find you, you must live!Must live!

Is she really not a princess?Is the princess still alive?But who is this woman lying here?Dark Wind thought puzzledly.

The dark wind filled the tomb again, and then covered it with some weeds.

At this moment, a colored mist appeared in the eastern sky. After Shang Junyuan saw it, he frowned again. He knew that it was a signal that would only be sent when something urgent happened in Shanghuang Kingdom, but he secretly When he came to Dragon Feather Country, no one else knew about it except the hidden guards around him. Could it be that something happened in the mansion?
"Master?" An Feng looked at Shang Junyuan, wondering what should he do next?

"Go, go back." Shang Junyuan said coldly.

The two climbed to the top of the cliff along the rope that went down.

cliff top.

"An Yu pays homage to Master." Seeing the two of them flying towards him, An Yu immediately knelt down and saluted.

"What's the matter?" Shang Junyuan asked seriously.

"Master, the emperor called you back urgently, saying that he has something important to discuss." An Yu replied respectfully.

"Do you know what it is? Who is there?"

"The slave doesn't know."

"Well, get up."

After a few horse crows, a group of people left in dust.

Dijiao Country, Yuping Mountain.

(End of this chapter)