After dressing as a villain's ex-wife, she went crazy for whitewashing

Lan Zhihe's pupils constricted, and she grabbed the skirt that fell to the ground with her hands, her heart suddenly went cold.

With trembling lips, she said, "What do you mean?"

Thirty feet away, the beautiful woman's lips fluttered, her smile was like a flower, and she was three points more beautiful than the blooming crabapple branches in the yard.

However, in Lan Zhihe's eyes, such a beauty is more sinister than a poisonous tongue covered in silver rings.

The courtyard was silent, and the guards inside and out were all the people she brought from the prime minister's mansion. Yao Xinyu tapped her cheek from the air, and said slowly, "Is the human skin mask I gave you still useful?"

boom!

This sound seemed like thunder suddenly struck Lan Zhihe's brain, and her fingertips penetrated through the thin fabric of the summer clothes, and grabbed the ground heavily.

Yao Xinyu admired her pale and pale complexion, the boredom of the past few days was almost swept away at this moment, she raised her eyes to wink at the guards.

The guard understood, stepped forward and grabbed the dazed Lan Zhihe, then took out the dagger on her body, ignoring Lan Zhihe's struggle, and cut a wound on her cheek.

The guard didn't hit hard, but still pierced through the human skin mask, leaving a faint mark on his face.

The human skin mask was ruthlessly torn off, revealing her original appearance.

Scars intertwined, a hideous and terrifying face.

Bloodstains flowed down the stream.

"Oh, my face, give me back my face, give me back—"

Lan Zhihe crawled towards the guard like crazy, staring fixedly at the damaged human skin mask in his hand, as if she couldn't feel the pain on her face.

Seeing that she was about to take back the mask, the guard at the side immediately stepped forward, grabbed her by the arm and dragged her back.

"Give me back my face, give it back quickly!"

"Is this crazy?" Yao Xinyu twitched the corners of her lips, and took the human skin mask brought back by the guard.

That pair of black eyes that looked like magic barriers moved with the movement of the human skin mask, turning straight and round, really frightening.

The moment the mask fell into Yao Xinyu's hands, Lan Zhihe bared her teeth and growled hoarsely.

The mask she used to hide her ugly face was torn to pieces in the opponent's hands.

Seeing Lan Zhihe's pain and madness, Yao Xinyu's smile deepened.

"Why, why, what did I do wrong, you want to treat me like this, you poisonous woman, I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you—"

The almost hysterical roar startled the birds in the roof.

In the study room in the inner courtyard not far away, Ji Wuhen put down the book in his hands a little annoyed when he heard the shout.

"What's going on outside?"

The guard opened the door and replied: "It's the princess who is interrogating that girl."

It's strange to say that, as His Highness's confidant, he doesn't even know the girl's name.

"She's recovering." Ji Wuhen asked half doubtfully.

Since the miscarriage that day, he was called into the palace by his father and the queen mother for a training session, and then he was ordered to stay in the study.

These days, he didn't even think about what would happen outside, and the endless guilt almost drowned him as if he was still asleep.

He has nothing to do, he can only focus on these useless books, waiting for the guards to report Yao Xinyu's news every day.

The guard nodded: "It should be great."

Ji Wuhen breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good, that's good, she...would like to come to see me."

His tone was a little harsh.

The guard didn't know how to answer, he hesitated for a while before saying: "How about, the subordinates go down and ask."

"No, you step back."

He rubbed the space between his brows, and sat back heavily on the chair.

The door was closed, he raised his head, covered his eyes and let out a long sigh.

Ji Wuhen didn't understand why things developed like this, and how he and Yao Xinyu came to this point.

He is a prince, it's nothing to have multiple concubines, but such an accident happened.

In fact, he didn't like that maid too much, because she looked too much like Yao Xinyu, the first time he favored that maid was when he was drunk.

That day was the day my uncle was executed.

Ji Wuhen looked at the roof with a disappointed expression, there was no sound outside.

He touched his heart, and the promise he made to her before getting married appeared in his mind, and a self-deprecating smile curled up on the corner of his lips.

He... broke his promise.

Yao Xinyu didn't want Lan Zhihe's life right away, now is not a good time to tear up the face with Concubine Wan and the others.

Lanzhihe should be regarded as a great gift from her to Concubine Wan.

Yin of Shuntian Mansion was dizzy in a hurry, Xiao Yunheng was reprimanded by Emperor Hui for taking Lu Xiyue to inquire about the news earlier, so it is not good to go there blatantly this time.

Xiao Yunheng originally wanted to go to Huai'an Marquis Mansion to discuss this matter with Xie Zhizhou, but the word got around, but what he got was the news that Xie Zhizhou was dragged by Mrs. Huai'an Marquis to see the girl's house.

"Take a look!" Lu Xiyue was a little surprised, the current Xie Zhizhou was very similar to the former Xiao Yunheng, at least not much different from the Xiao Yunheng in the memory of the original owner.

He was too self-conscious, and he had never seen a girl's house within two meters of him.

"Is it a girl from the Yan family?" She moved a stool and sat beside Xiao Yunheng. It was rare for her to gossip about something, so naturally she couldn't miss it.

Seeing her shining eyes, as if she had discovered something interesting, Xiao Yunheng couldn't help smiling,

"It's that girl."

"It's really strange. Didn't he not agree before, why did he let go this time?"

When Mother Lu was invited by Madam Hou of Huai'an to talk to Xie Zhizhou about this matter, he declined.

It's only been more than ten days, why did you change your mind?

Lu Xiyue felt that things were not that simple.

Xiao Yunheng honestly shook his head: "I don't know either."

Xie Zhizhou never mentioned it to him.

"Something must have happened during this period, but the girl from the Yan family is very nice, with a lively temper, which is just right for a wood like him."

Leaving aside the family background, the youthful innocence has faded away, the steady and solemn young general and the lively and cute little girl, tsk, it's a bit easy to knock.

Seeing the strong smile on her brows, Xiao Yunheng narrowed his eyes, stretched out his hand, touched her forehead with his fingertips, and said with a low laugh, "Why are you so interested in his affairs all of a sudden?"

With that said, he fished the person over very easily and sat on his lap.

"Isn't it strange? It's not that you don't know Xie Zhizhou, how much like you used to be."

Xiao Yunheng was puzzled for a moment, then frowned: "I used to be like him?"

Xie Zhizhou was a newborn calf when he was young, and he was the type who could still laugh heartily even if he stumbled.

However, in Xiao Yunheng's view, he was somewhat silly.

"It's not what you think. I'm talking about his attitude towards the girl's family."

When the original owner got close to him, he almost got hurt by him several times. Xie Zhizhou was younger than him, obviously not yet at this level.

Xiao Yunheng understood, his eyes met her eyes, and he said with a warm smile: "That means he hasn't met anyone he likes yet."

When you meet it, you can't help it.