"Brother Li, although it may be unbelievable, I am the real Hua Qingcheng, and he is actually Hua Heshang Wuchen."

Hua Qingcheng, who was dressed as Wuchen, finished speaking. Except for Wuchen, all the men in the room looked at the bald monk in white robes as if they had seen a ghost.

"I know it's hard for you to accept, but it's true."

Then Hua Qingcheng told the story of how Han Shuying brought her to the charity cemetery and how she inexplicably exchanged bodies with Wu Chen.

"I see."

"Humph! I've already said that she is not Hua Qingcheng."

Zuo An didn’t know whether others believed it or not, but he, Uncle Zuo An, believed it anyway.

Mu Lige fell silent upon hearing this. This was indeed an outrageous and difficult matter. But at least based on the current situation, Hua Qingcheng, who was wearing Wuchen's guise, did not seem to be lying.

"Qingcheng, you, you guys..." Situ Ye looked at "Wu Chen" and then at "Hua Qingcheng", and was suddenly speechless.

"No! Xiao Qingcheng, this can't be true, right?"

Han Yichen pinched Situ Ye's arm hard, causing Situ Ye so much pain that he almost cried. Only then did Han Yichen believe that this was not a dream.

"Oh my goodness!"

"My poor little Qingqing and little Xiaochen..."

Han Yichen sat on the ground and cried loudly without caring about his image.

"What she said is true. I am indeed Wu Chen." As if afraid that Han Yichen was not hit hard enough, Wu Chen, who was dressed in the appearance of Hua Qingcheng, said with a sly smile on his face, touching his head in a gangster-like manner.

Han Yichen, who was sitting on the ground howling like a ghost, couldn't help but cry even louder after hearing this.

"You bad guy, you just made me run around in circles. It was fun, wasn't it?"

Zuo An, whose left cheek had a bruise, immediately pinched his fingers until they crackled, and looked like he was ready to fight with gritted teeth.

"Hit me, hit me!"

Wu Chen confidently brought Hua Qingcheng's pretty face in front of Zuo An. He didn't believe that when he knew that this body belonged to his "good sister", this guy who coveted his "good sister" could still fight.

“You, you…”

Although he knew that the woman in this body was no longer that woman, Zuo An really couldn't bring himself to do it.

"Then it's okay for me to beat your real body!" Zuo An then sharpened his knife and prepared to beat Wu Chen's physical body.

"Then go ahead! Anyway, I'm not in my own body now. No matter how you hit me, it won't hurt me." Wu Chen said in a gangster tone.

“You, you…”

Zuo An was once again so angry at Wu Chen that he almost vomited blood.

"Woof woof woof woof woof, woof woof woof woof woof woof woof!" (What's so strange about this? Can't you see how I look like a freak now?)

Looking at the group of shocked men in the room, Nalan Yunzhi, who looked like a novice, couldn't help but complain.

"Xiaobai, I know you and Third Father are on the same page. You can't accept your mother's appearance, right?"

Han Yichen, who was sitting on the ground crying loudly, suddenly stopped crying, picked up the little white tiger that was barking "Woof woof woof", and rubbed its fur fiercely until all the fur on the little white tiger's back exploded.

"Woof woof!" (Wrong!)

"Woof woof woof woof!" (She is not my mother!)

"Woof woof woof woof!" (I am her mother!)

Nalan Yunzhi gritted his teeth and said.

But in the eyes of everyone, Xiaobai was just an angry man, roaring at Han Yichen fiercely.

"Brother, what should they do now?"

Although it was hard to accept, Situ Ye, who had calmed down, could only find a way to help the two of them return to their souls.

"Well..."

Mu Lige sat in front of the round table, his brows slightly furrowed, his fingers tapping the tabletop, thinking seriously.

As Mu Lige was lost in thought, his mind couldn't help but flash back to the scene in Xuanyi Valley where Yu Haotian resurrected the dead Millennium Ice Toad...

After a while, Mu Lige finally spoke: "Return to Huaqiao Village as soon as possible. Maybe my fourth brother has a solution."

Seeing his little wife become a big brother, Mu Lige was also very depressed, but now he could only pin his hopes on Yu Haotian, who was good at soul-capturing and communicating with spirits.

Since the inn was full, Mu Lige and his group finally moved to Situ Ye's villa in the city, including Hua Qingcheng and Wu Chen who had exchanged bodies.

At the hour of Hai, Hua Qingcheng and Mu Lige, after dinner and bathing, chatted in the pavilion in the garden.

"I'm sorry, Brother Li, for making you worry."

Seeing that the doctor, who should have been at home taking care of the baby, came to the capital from Huaqiao Village to find her regardless of everything, Hua Qingcheng was not only moved but also deeply guilty.

"Qingqing, you and I are husband and wife, there is no need to separate you and me. Don't worry, I think fourth brother should be able to find a way." Although Mu Lige was not sure in his heart, he still spoke to comfort her.

In the pitch-black night without a trace of moonlight, Hua Qingcheng and Mu Lige were chatting in the dim light of the lanterns hanging in the pavilion.

However, they both tacitly avoided mentioning Wuchen. Hua Qingcheng felt guilty towards Mu Lige because she had feelings for Wuchen; Mu Lige, on the other hand, felt guilty because Wuchen had saved Hua Qingcheng's life; without Wuchen, Hua Qingcheng would have perished. Mu Lige, unsure how to handle this complex relationship, decided to leave it alone...

"Clang clang clang~"

Wu Chen, who couldn't sleep in the side room and was feeling upset, got up and took out the jade harp that Hua Qingcheng brought back from the charity cemetery, put it on the round table in the room, and fiddled with it a few times.

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