Same face, same hair.
Exactly the same figure, even the same expression.
Even Li Qingluo, the real owner, was shocked.
There is someone in this world who is so similar to me!
If Li Qingluo hadn't known that there must be something fishy going on, he would have doubted whether Qu had also given birth to twin girls.
Just like looking in a mirror, Li Qingluo couldn't help but touch his face.
But when she thought of her current state, she uttered a "tsk".
Before he put his hand down, the extremely soft sound was already heard.
"who--?"
"Get out!"
Duan Rongshi raised his hand and snapped his fingers, and a chess piece hit the door with a heavy "bang".
Li Qingluo was hit on the forehead by the door panel unexpectedly, and instantly felt hot and even a little dizzy.
She supported herself on the other side and finally managed to stand steady. She touched her forehead and found it was swollen.
A surge of anger surged in Li Qingluo's heart.
She opened the door with a creak, and Zhuiyu and Pofeng were already staring at her with swords in hand.
Li Qingluo raised his hands and walked out with a gloomy face.
The mute slaves in the garden were explaining with gestures outside.
Duan Rongshi: "Oh...?"
"How could this prince not know? When did this prince have such a friend?"
Duan Rongshi's gaze fell gently on Li Qingluo.
He was dressed in coarse linen clothes and had a plain and ordinary face.
Even if he were thrown into a crowd, no one would even look at him twice.
But when he saw her eyes, his expression paused slightly.
Then he frowned slightly.
These eyes are bright.
It even gave him a slight illusion and a sense of absurd familiarity...
"Your Highness."
Li Qingluo looked at Prince Su in confusion, and mustered up the courage to reach out and gently pull the hem of his clothes and shake it.
"Who is this?"
Li Qingluo's eyes were watery, like a little deer, looking at the person in front of him with full heart and eyes.
Who wouldn't be attracted and moved by these eyes?
Duan Rongshi withdrew his arm without leaving a trace, leaving her hand empty.
Li Qingluo couldn't help but reveal a look of disappointment on his face.
Duan Rongshi stared at her and asked, "I don't know. Do you know him?"
Li Qingluo whispered, "How could I know him? Your Highness, I don't remember anything. Hasn't Your Highness already asked the imperial physician to examine me?"
"Could it be an old acquaintance I met when I was at the Liu family?"
The fake 'Li Qingluo' couldn't help but cast an inquiring look at the real Li Qingluo.
After all, looking at such a humble and ordinary person, only this village girl could have known him in the mountains before.
But how did he get to Guiyuan?
Unless he is someone who is particularly close to Prince Su!
Is it really Li Qingluo who is this close person?
Prince Su just asked himself that, it was obvious...she was it!
And 'Li Qingluo' still hasn't figured out what the Prince Su's attitude is towards the real Li Qingluo.
Like we're particularly close.
Yet, he was trying his best to suppress something...
This surprised the fake 'Li Qingluo'.
She followed orders and came close to Prince Su. She guessed that the relationship between the two was unclear, and she was ready to sacrifice herself at any time.
But she really didn't expect that these two idiots were actually strictly observing the etiquette between men and women!
This really made her feel at a loss as to where to start.
However, what she was sure of was that Prince Su really cared 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 Mount Qi.
He would not even carefully carry her on the horse's back with great care, and gallop back to the city all night long.
The locked city gate opened for himself.
She could also knock on the palace gate in an extremely domineering and forceful manner, calling out the imperial physician and all the doctors in Prince Su's mansion to carefully diagnose her injuries.
It was indeed difficult for her to play the role of Li Qingluo.
But when his eyes passed through the doctors and fell on Prince Su, his heart couldn't help but move slightly.
That is the King Su, the Yama God of Death, who is feared by everyone in Daliang and is terrified just by hearing his name!
Moreover, he is extremely handsome and has a peerless appearance.
Her appearance, noble demeanor and temperament are unmatched in the entire Daliang.
Now I see that he has such a gentle, considerate, domineering and tender side.
Which woman in the world would not be moved by this?
Li Qingluo naturally wanted to take advantage of this opportunity and stay by Prince Su's side.
Thus completely replacing that person who is lowly at heart.
Moreover, 'Li Qingluo' despises his true self from the bottom of his heart.
She is so stupid that she is waiting for such a person who is obviously unattainable but is willing to lower his head for her, but she still hasn't won him over.
This time, I have to try my best.
Moreover, she could feel Prince Su's gaze fixed on her several times, his eyes deeply fixed on her.
Even if it is his real body, how could he possibly be compared to me?
Zhuiyu and Pofeng had already walked to the corridor. Zhuiyu pointed the tip of his sword at Li Qingluo's neck and shouted coldly, "How dare you!"
"Lowly people! Who do you think you are?"
"Why don't you quickly reveal your true identity? How dare you harbor evil intentions and pretend to be your Highness's friend? Do you want to be tortured to death?"
Li Qingluo raised his hand calmly and gently pushed away Zhui Yu's sword, which was shining with a cold light.
Then he gestured: "Your Highness is forgetful, so it is only natural that you don't remember me."
"But Your Highness, do you really not remember that when you were escorting this girl down the mountain from the foot of Mount Qi, did you encounter the caravan I was leading?"
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