The Evil King and Medical Goddess Wife: Whose Hand Covers the World - Chapter 1133, seems to have the answer

Chapter 1133, seems to have the answer

Although Gong Linguo said yes, Duke Shao did not believe it.

Grandpa Shao has lived his whole life. What the hell, god, has heard a lot but hasn’t seen it, so he didn’t believe it at all, “Your lord, maybe you have been too tired lately, or the minions let the kitchen cook some calming soup for you?”

Gong Lingtu smiled bitterly.

Grandpa Shao was awkwardly silent.

Gong Lingkun nodded, “Well, don’t say you don’t believe in Father Shao, when Gu Qianxue told me, I also didn’t believe it, and also warned her not to say such things blindly, lest she might be regarded as a lunatic or a theist. … It’s not too early, Grandpa go to rest.” Then he got up.

Shao Gong justice, “Where are you going, Lord?”

Gong Linguo’s eyes flashed, “Go to Shangshufu.”

An hour later, a team of people had crossed the wall of Shangshufu with light power, spared the patrolling family members, and arrived at Tingxueyuan with light traffic.

“Take care of it outside.” Gong Lingyun said to Junan.

“Yes, prince.” Jun An seemed normal, but in fact he had lost the spirit of his usual days.

Chu Yan left, and now disappeared, Qianxue County Lord still has amnesia. He knows where to find Chu Yan, crying without tears.

Gong Lingfeng dived into the room, lit the lamp himself, and opened the curtain of the splendid bed.

But I saw that she was sleeping in bed quietly.

Her cheeks are still white and soft, and her black hair is soft and light scattered beside the bed. Unlike the deep eye sockets of Nanyue women, her eyes are closed, and her thick eyelashes are covered by cheeks like a fan.

This face is so familiar and so strange.

He hoped that she would open her eyes and recover her memory, and she would become Gu Qianxue again at the beginning of her understanding, even if Su Lingxiao was in her heart.

Antana only felt bright in front of her eyes, frowned, and opened her eyes subconsciously.

When he saw the man in black in front of him leaning on the bed and staring at her, he subconsciously screamed.

He didn’t stop her, still watching quietly, trying to find Gu Qianxue’s former shadow in her every move, every smile.

Antana subconsciously caught the quilt on her chest, “Help! Help! Come on! Help!”

Gong Lingyun’s eyes are like seeing a stranger, even if the woman in front of him is exactly the same as his favorite person, even…the same body. “Qianxue, it’s me.” said lightly.

Antana calmed down and looked closely. It happened that it was King Li.

“Wang…Yes, it’s so late. What are you doing here?” She trembles, her eyes still flashing.

“Can’t sleep, want to talk to you.” Gong Linguo said.

Antana nodded stiffly, “…Okay, but lonely and widowed…Uh… I don’t mean that, but we are separated, so…not so good, I…”

Gong Lingtuo got out of bed, “I’m waiting for you outside the door, and you call me after you get dressed.” He said, leaving the room.

In fact, Antana is already prepared. If King Li really forces her, she will not refuse hard. Although the position of the princess is attractive, after all, the position of the princess is a fantasy cake for her. Who knows whether the crown prince will change his mind, she will not offend the king.

When she was dressed, Antana quickly ran to the dresser and wiped the powder, bite her mouth, and rinse her mouth with tea to make sure she was bright and moving. Then she walked to the door and said softly, “Wang, You can come in.”

The door opened and Gong Lingtuo entered.

Antana nodded her eyebrows, but raised her eyes from time to time, thick eyelashes incited, and moved, “Will the prince just be angry with me?”

Gong Lingfeng frowned, “What are you mad at?”

Antana’s cheeks flushed, “No… nothing, but so late, what the prince wanted to talk about.”

Gong Linguo walked to the table a few steps, “Come here and sit down.”

Antana was puzzled and walked over to sit down.

Gong Linguo lit the largest lamp on the table, put the lampshade, and then sat across from him.

The two people sat across the table, with a light in between, and the lights shining brightly on the faces of the two.

Antana looked sideways, only to see Li Wangjunmei compelling under the light, especially the pair of dark eyes covered with ice, which made people feel the urge to warm it. The pair of cold eyes must have looked at her, as if he was the only one in his eyes, making her shy and blushing.

“Look at me.” Gong Lingyun ordered.

Antana looked at it, but then lowered her head again, “blame…blame shame.”

“I asked you to look at me.” Gong Lingyun’s tone was less tender, but more cold than usual.

Antana was shocked, knowing to anger the powerful man, and hurriedly looked at it.

Gong Lingfeng saw fear on the familiar cheek, and soon his heart softened again, and his tone softened for a few moments, “Qian Xue, you answer me first, don’t you remember everything about the past? Is there no trace of memory? ?”

Antana nodded. “There is really no memory.”

Gong Lingyun is a good hand to interrogate the prisoner, and he can naturally see the authenticity from the eyes of the woman in front of him. This answer is true.

Gong Lingkun nodded, then took out a pen and paper and wrote a few words, “Do you know all these words?”

Antana nodded, “Know.” Then read it.

Gong Lingkun handed over the pen, “You write.”

Antana was confused, and did not understand the meaning of Li Wang, so he wrote it out with a pen.

Gong Lingyun narrowed her eyes slightly, but saw her pen style Juanxiu, vaguely saw traces of hard practice.

He fell into hard thinking-if it was simply amnesia, she might also lose the skills and skills she had learned in the past, but she did not lose, not only did she not lose her skills more than before.

Gong Lingtuo’s heart cooled down, making her tremble with pain.

“Are you capable of medical skills?” Gong Lingyun asked.

Although Antana was born in a family of priests in Chuyan Kingdom, she was a saint, but she didn’t actually heal, and she didn’t like medicine or poison. She likes drawing eyebrows, dressing eyes and dresses.

“No, why?” Antana wondered.

Gong Lingkun forced himself to calm down, and then took out a purse from his arms, pure black, long, “Can it be done?”

Antana is not good at female red, but she will. She will soon find a sewing box and do the needle threading.

This purse was exactly what Gu Qianxue did at the beginning. Because it is not good, it has a simple shape and rough routing, which is very easy to imitate.

In only half an hour, Antana’s identical purse has been made. Because no black fabric was used, white was used, embroidered with blue silk thread, but the same style was beautifully made, “Do you like it?” She will purse Place it next to the black purse.

Gong Lingkun looked at the two purses on the table, one black and one white, with exactly the same patterns and patterns, one with rough workmanship and one with exquisite workmanship, as long as a normal person would like the white, but he only felt that the black purse became more intimate and the white purse Very strange.

He seemed to have the answer.