Chapter Thirty-Six: Eye-Catching
"Shut up, you're a grown man acting all effeminate." Gu Yan glared at Lu Lingjun, got up, tugged at his slipping clothes, and went out.
Let's go see a play.
Seeing that he wouldn't be able to eat meat today, Lu Lingjun sighed, got up, and followed.
Inside Qingping Palace, Nan Wan'er felt like she was going to die. Otherwise, why would she be unable to see anything clearly, and why would her mind be so foggy and she be unable to breathe?
No, it seems she can breathe again.
The girl lay on the ground, panting heavily, and gagging because of the pain in her neck. Tears and saliva streamed down her face.
Above the palace, Lu Lingjun asked Gu Yanjing beside him, "Has Your Majesty guessed that Gu Shiyue doesn't really kill Nan Wan'er, but just wants to scare her?"
Although, it almost scared someone to death.
Gu Yanjing didn't answer: "Shut up, you're so noisy."
Inside the hall, the madman stood up and looked at the disheveled girl lying on the ground.
"Who exactly are you?" He and the real Nan Wan'er were childhood sweethearts, and from the moment this person walked in, he knew that this was not his Wan'er.
Even if their appearance and voice are exactly the same, they are still not the same.
And **any chance of getting away with it.
"I... ah..." Nan Wan'er gasped for breath. Having just escaped death, she was noticeably more obedient. She stared at the madman in terror, completely forgetting that he had discovered her.
However, when she opened her mouth, she found that she had lost her voice.
"You can't speak anymore?" The madman's gaze sharpened, somewhat surprised.
Nan Wan'er covered her throat and nodded, crying uncontrollably.
"Then I'll ask you, will you nod or shake your head?" The madman squatted down again, grabbed Nan Wan'er's wrist with great force, and made Nan Wan'er's tears flow even more profusely.
The emperor stripped him of his identity and disfigured him, but he kept his martial arts skills.
It's unclear whether they had other uses for it or simply didn't care whether he could escape or not.
Nan Wan'er nodded obediently, trembling with pain.
"Then let me ask you, are you a reincarnation? Is this body Wan'er's or yours?"
He had also read many ancient tales of the strange and supernatural, some of which contained accounts of souls returning to life through possession.
Nan Wan'er shook her head frantically, wincing in pain and instinctively backing away.
The madman forcefully dragged the person over.
"So you were sent to the Nan family by Gu Yanjing because you were born the same as Nan Wan'er?" the madman asked again.
He knew that Wan'er had been... His father had also told him that Wan'er had committed suicide in the General's Mansion, but when he heard that Wan'er had returned to the Southern Mansion, he still believed it.
Wan'er who believed him is still alive; Wan'er who believed him has just become a bit more unconventional.
But in the end, it was all just an illusion.
Nan Wan'er nodded this time, crying silently, looking utterly hideous.
Lu Lingjun took Gu Yanjing's hand: "Your Majesty, the scene down there is quite an eyesore. Why don't we go back and have some drinks?"
Gu Yanjing slapped it away: "Get off me! Even if she's an eyesore, can she be as an eyesore as you?"
Lu Lingjun said aggrievedly, "Am I really so ugly in Your Majesty's eyes?"
Gu Yanjing sneered, completely unmoved by Lu Lingjun's honey trap: "It's good that you know."
The man and woman below continued their question-and-answer session, but Nan Wan'er didn't know much. After asking for a while, she was released.
As Nan Wan'er left, she couldn't help but turn back to look at the madman standing there.
Who is this?
Nan Wan'er is mute, but that doesn't stop the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet from being held every year.
Although the Empress has encountered trouble this time, it makes no difference whether she is present or not. Things will remain the same as before.
If there is any difference, it is that the post in the palace today was sent out by Prime Minister Lu.
The implications of this are thought-provoking.
After all, the Empress is still alive.
The imperial concubines are here too, so it's not the turn of the ministers from the previous dynasty.
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