She raised the wrong cub

Chapter 141 Picture Scroll
When Hua Rong left on the second day, Zhou Ling had already adjusted her mentality.

From the dog-skin plaster model of passionate love, it has become a hardworking and hardworking person.

to the third day.

This calm was soon broken.

A Li pouted, and angrily put the snack plate on the stone table outside the courtyard, thinking that the lady was still in the pharmacy, he kept muttering:
How does the lady look like that Zhou Ling!Our young lady is as beautiful as a fairy, with an unparalleled beauty.

Cut~ Just because the name is similar and the appearance is a bit similar, just talking nonsense there!

I see with my own eyes how much Lord Ling Wang dotes on Miss!Which substitute can be so careful!

Let me hear it next time, I have to pick all your Tesuji!
……

"What Zhou Ling? What is the substitute?"

Zhou Ling yelled.

She is not an ordinary person now, a monk in the middle stage of foundation establishment, the magical function of hearing and eyesight, this is the first time she has used it for eavesdropping.

Just after refining a batch of elixir, Zhou Ling lay in front of the window and saw A Li talking to himself at the stone table with a grim expression.

Zhou Ling thought it was very interesting, and her gossiping heart made her quietly let go of her consciousness to eavesdrop.

But what she heard next, she was stunned.

Hua Rong's predecessor was Zhou Ling?

The same body as the one she smashed into the mud?
look similar?alternatives?

There was a blank in front of Zhou Ling's eyes, and the word "substitute" was like tens of thousands of alpacas galloping in her mind.

Then, the feeling of horror rose again:
That pharmacist is Zhou Ling!

Is it a coincidence or...

Thinking of the possibility of this problem, Zhou Ling felt chills all over her body, feeling that she had probably been tricked by fate.

"Ah! Miss! You...I'm talking nonsense! Miss... woo woo woo"

Ah Li ran all the way into the room, wiped his tears, and explained helplessly.

"I don't know where the news came from, but now the entire sea of ​​clouds knows...Miss, woo woo woo..."

Ah Li told the ins and outs of the matter angrily and with special distress.

The general idea is: Somewhere rumors spread that Zhou Lingling is a substitute, because she has the same name as the woman who was burned to death in Beiyuan, and even looks like a sister.

So now, everyone in Dayunhai is muttering, Zhou Lingling was able to attract Lord Lingwang to be a guest so quickly, it was not because the eldest lady was a substitute!
Some of those gossips were full of resentment and dissatisfaction, while some female monks said it with a smile on their face.

All of a sudden, the news spread uncontrollably.
Zhou Ling was in a trance when she heard it, and it took a while before she said:
"You find me the portrait of Zhou Ling, go immediately!"

She wants to verify one thing!

Ah Li sniffed in response, and ran away quickly, but as soon as the door opened, he bumped into Zhou Aiai with red eyes.

"Second Lady"

Seeing Ah Li's appearance and seeing Zhou Ling sitting there in a daze, Zhou Aiai burst into tears immediately.

"Lingling. Why. You, don't be sad! I'll leave for the floating world in a while, and if I risk my life, I will go to the Lingwang Hall to ask Hua Rong for clarification! How can I treat you like this!"

Zhou Aiai said, comforting Zhou Ling with tears.

Seeing Zhou Aiai crying worse than A Li, Zhou Ling's heart fluctuated a little, warm.

Just as she was trying to reassure her that she was fine, she saw Zhou Aiai took out a scroll and stuffed it directly into her hand.

Ah Li followed in immediately, leaning his head to see the woman who looked like Miss, rumored to be King Ling's favorite.

She wants to see how similar she can be!

"Look! I'm so pissed off! Zhou Ling looks a little like you this week, but her nose and eyes are not as exquisite as my sister's! If she is still alive, you two stand together, and you will see whoever has eyes." Find out who is the supporting role!"

Zhou Ling felt her heart tremble, and spread out the picture scroll with trembling fingertips.

Boom.
Zhou Ling's mind is full of thunder!
The person in this painting.
This man! ! !

　Zhou Ling: My life is so exciting
　　
　
(End of this chapter)