Chapter 337 Luo'er's Identity Exposed? Prince Su Makes His Move!
The same face, the same hairstyle.
They have the exact same body shape, and even the exact same expression.
Even Li Qingluo, the person in question, was astonished.
There is someone in this world who is so similar to me!
If Li Qingluo hadn't known there was something fishy going on, she would have suspected that Qu Shi had given birth to twins back then.
As if looking in a mirror, Li Qingluo couldn't help but touch her own face.
But when she thought about her current state, she clicked her tongue.
Before he even put his hand down, the extremely faint sound was already heard.
"who--?"
"Get out here!"
Duan Rongshi raised his hand and flicked his finger, sending a chess piece crashing heavily towards the door with a 'smack'.
Li Qingluo was caught off guard when the door panel bumped into her forehead, instantly making her feel a burning sensation and even a little dizzy.
She braced herself on the other side, finally managing to stand up, and touched her forehead, which was already swollen.
A surge of anger welled up in Li Qingluo's heart.
She opened the door with a creak, and Zhuiyu and Pofeng were already pointing their swords at her menacingly.
Li Qinglu raised her hands and walked out with a gloomy expression.
The mute servants in the garden were outside, gesturing to explain.
Duan Rongshi: "Oh...?"
"How could I not know? When did I ever have such a... friend?"
Duan Rongshi's gaze gently fell on Li Qingluo.
He was dressed in coarse linen clothes, and his face was plain and unremarkable.
He's an ordinary person who would be completely overlooked if thrown into a crowd.
But when he saw her eyes, his expression paused slightly.
Then he frowned slightly.
Those eyes are bright, though.
It even gave him a slight sense of illusion and absurd familiarity...
"Your Highness."
Li Qingluo looked at Prince Su with confusion, and mustered up her courage to gently tug at his hem and shake it.
Who is this?
Li Qingluo's eyes were watery, like a little deer, gazing intently at the person before her.
Who wouldn't be attracted and moved by those eyes?
Duan Rong subtly withdrew his arm, leaving her holding empty-handed.
A hint of disappointment involuntarily appeared on Li Qingluo's face.
Duan Rongshi stared at her and asked, "I don't know. Do you know me?"
Li Qingluo exclaimed softly, "How could I possibly know? Your Highness, I remember nothing. Didn't Your Highness already have the imperial physician examine me?"
"Could it be an old acquaintance I knew from when I was in the Liu family?"
The fake 'Li Qingluo' couldn't help but cast an inquiring glance at the real Li Qingluo.
After all, looking at such a lowly and ordinary person, only this village girl could have known her back in the mountains.
But how did he manage to find his way to this Osmanthus Garden?
Unless they are someone who is particularly close to Prince Su!
Is Li Qingluo really this close person?
The way Prince Su just asked her that question clearly... that's her!
And 'Li Qingluo' still hasn't figured out what the Prince Su's attitude is towards the real Li Qingluo.
It's like we're very close.
Yet, he was desperately trying to suppress something...
This greatly surprised the fake 'Li Qingluo'.
She was ordered to approach Prince Su, having guessed that the relationship between the two was unclear, and was prepared to offer herself at any time.
But she never expected that these two blockheads would actually be completely adhering to the proper etiquette between men and women!
This really left her at a loss.
However, what she was certain of was that Prince Su was genuinely concerned about the real daughter of the Li family.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have lost control of his emotions when he saw himself at the foot of Qishan Mountain.
They wouldn't have carefully and tenderly carried her onto the horse's back and galloped back to the city overnight.
The locked city gates opened for themselves.
She could also forcefully knock on the palace gates, summoning the imperial physicians and all the doctors in Prince Su's residence to carefully diagnose her injuries.
She did have a hard time impersonating Li Qingluo.
However, when his gaze passed over the doctors and landed on Prince Su, he couldn't help but feel a slight stirring in his heart.
That was the King Su, the Yama, the God of Slaughter, whom everyone in the entire Great Liang feared and whose name alone struck fear into people's hearts!
Moreover, he was incomparably handsome, possessing an unparalleled appearance.
Her appearance, noble demeanor, and temperament were unmatched in the entire Daliang.
Now she has discovered that he also has such a gentle, considerate, domineering yet tender side.
Which woman in the world wouldn't be moved by him?
Li Qingluo naturally wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to stay by Prince Su's side.
This completely replaces that person who is base to the core.
Moreover, 'Li Qingluo' despises the real person from the bottom of his heart.
How incredibly foolish! She's holding onto someone who's clearly unattainable yet willing to humble himself before her, and still hasn't won him over.
This time, I'll have to really put in the effort.
Moreover, she could feel that Prince Su's gaze was fixed on her several times, his eyes fixed intently on her.
Even if it were the real body, how could it possibly compare to oneself?
Zhuiyu and Pofeng had already reached the corridor. Zhuiyu pointed the tip of his sword at Li Qingluo's neck and shouted coldly, "How dare you!"
"You lowly person! Who do you think you are?"
"Why don't you quickly reveal your true identity? How dare you harbor malicious intentions and impersonate His Highness's friend? Do you want to be executed by slow slicing?"
Li Qingluo calmly raised her hand and gently pushed away the cold-gleaming sword of Zhuiyu.
Then he gestured: "Your Highness is a person of high status and has a bad memory. It is only natural that you do not remember me."
"But Your Highness truly doesn't remember the incident at the foot of Qishan Mountain last time, when Your Highness was escorting this young lady down the mountain, when you encountered the merchant caravan that I was leading?"
Upon hearing this, both Zhuiyu and Duan Rongshi were stunned.
Zhuiyu remembered that the leader of that caravan was an old man in his fifties.
When did this young punk become the one in front of me?
He's clearly lying!
But how did he know about this?
Only Li Qingluo was at a loss.
"What did she say?"
Of course she couldn't understand the gestures.
All that could be seen was that Prince Su's expression and eyes changed instantly.
"Who...who are you?!"
Prince Su lifted his foot and walked towards Li Qingluo.
Li Qingluo suddenly turned and ran to the side.
Zhuiyu shouted, "Don't run!"
But before he could catch up, Prince Su had already caught up with Li Qingluo.
Li Qingluo was naturally no match for Duan Rongshi, who possessed excellent lightness skills.
He grabbed her shoulder from behind.
Li Qingluo felt as if his shoulder was about to be crushed by his palm.
Moreover, she already had an injury on her shoulder, and the pain made her wince in pain.
Even so, she gritted her teeth and didn't utter a sound, and turned around to fight Prince Su bare-handed.
Her martial arts skills were utterly insignificant compared to Prince Su's; they were not even worth a second glance.
To the Prince's surprise, she seemed to know exactly how he would make his move.
They even repeatedly launched deadly attacks against me—
These deadly moves were all familiar to Duan Rongshi, as they were all moves he often used.
He stared at the man in front of him in utter astonishment.
No.
His gaze suddenly fell on her earlobe.
Two ear piercings are clearly visible.
She was actually a woman disguised as a man—
Prince Su made a move and ripped off Li Qingluo's hair tie.
In an instant, his long, black hair cascaded down like a waterfall.
Duan Rongshi blinked and felt her hair gently brush against his face.
Soon, Li Qingluo in her female form was caught red-handed by Zhuiyu and Pofeng.
"It was a woman!"
"Tell me, who exactly are you?"
"Your Highness, why not just cut her head off!"
"This woman is definitely up to no good; she must not be allowed to live!"
Chasing Rain and Breaking Wind each said one thing.
Duan Rongshi turned away coldly with his hands behind his back, not even glancing at her again: "Lock up this female thief."
"I will interrogate him personally later!"
Both Zhuiyu and Pofeng were surprised.
This is a woman!
Your Highness...aren't you afraid the young lady will misunderstand?
Looking at Li Qingluo's side, her face was indeed full of melancholy and sorrow.
As Duan Rongshi walked over, she immediately came to greet him: "Your Highness, are you alright?"
Are you injured?
"She's actually a woman, Your Highness. Do you know her background?"
Li Qingluo looked at Prince Su with gentle eyes, scrutinizing him from head to toe.
It was as if she would feel heartbroken and distressed if even a single hair on his head was damaged.
Duan Rongshi: "I remember that you injured your throat a while ago and couldn't speak. How did you recover?"
Li Qingluo's expression froze.
"Your Highness. How do I remember?"
"Anyway, when I woke up at the foot of the mountain that day, I saw Your Highness."
"Moreover, I have even forgotten who I am. If Your Highness hadn't said that I am a daughter of the Li family, I wouldn't even know my own name..."
"What's wrong, Your Highness?"
"What do you suspect about me?"
"The person who saved me has treated all my injuries, and I am truly grateful."
"But if Your Highness were to doubt me because of this, and if I had truly done something wrong... then I would be utterly speechless and unable to defend myself."
As she spoke, her face lit up with tears, as if she were about to burst into tears at any moment.
Although Prince Su did not pursue the matter further.
But when Li Qingluo lowered her head, her eyes turned gloomy.
That woman is suspicious!
I originally wanted to be mute.
However, because he was worried that the mute 'Li Qingluo' would hinder communication with Prince Su, he pretended that his voice had been healed.
But that woman dressed as a man just now clearly couldn't speak!
She can also use hand gestures.
He also knows a little martial arts!
Who exactly is she...?
Surely the Qinling Mausoleum wouldn't be so unreliable as to let someone escape, right?
Li Qingluo was completely unaware that although she had lowered her head, her every move was now being watched by almost everyone present.
Especially chasing the rain.
Looking at the girl who should have been very familiar to him, Zhuiyu felt a strange sense of unfamiliarity.
Can a person with amnesia really change so much?
Li Qingluo was locked in the room.
She first took off her outer garment and looked at her swollen, red shoulder.
The wound reopened, and blood seeped out again.
She quickly pulled out the wound medicine she had casually taken from the medicine shop in Qinling, and then quickly sprinkled the powder onto it.
Since she had no bandages, she tore up the bed curtains.
Then, biting the other end of the cloth tightly, he endured the pain and bandaged the wound again.
By the time she finished doing all this, she was covered in sweat.
Just as he put on his outer robe, a voice suddenly rang out from behind him: "Who exactly are you?"
Li Qingluo turned around.
He saw the fake version of himself with a gloomy expression, followed by two assassins from the Night Slayer Sect, slowly walking towards him.
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