"Yao'er, look at me, look at me obediently..."
Within the swirling red curtains, two figures overlapped on the wedding bed, reflecting the embroidered surface of the wedding quilt with dragons and phoenixes intertwining their necks.
The room is full of charm.
Mo Jiecheng's low-pitched voice whispered emotionally in the woman's ear over and over again, but he ignored the woman's purple lips and gradually dilated pupils.
A painful sob escaped Ji Wanrong's lips, but his face was still strangely calm, without any expression.
Until the bright red blood seeped out from the connection between the human skin mask and the skin on her neck, dyeing her fair skin the same color as Xifu.
Outside the wedding room, red lanterns hung high in the corners of Prince Han's mansion.
The fiery light seemed to dye half of the dark night red.
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"Ji Wanrong! How dare you wear a human skin mask and climb onto my bed, pretending to be Yao'er and have a bridal chamber with me!"
Ji Wanrong was awakened by the angry voice of a man in his ears!
The pain made her mind go blank. She suddenly opened her eyes and saw a bright red bed curtain with a big word "Happy" embroidered in the middle.
Her consciousness was still a little blurry, but the feeling of suffocation brought her back to reality.
It was like a huge boulder was pressing down on her body, suffocating her, and her face, internal organs, and her whole body were in pain, and there was even tearing pain underneath her body!
what happened?
Her name is Ji Wanrong, she is the top general practitioner of the Chinese military in the 27th century, and she has just completed a world-class surgery.
Her grandfather was proficient in Western medicine, and her grandmother was proficient in Chinese medicine and Zhouyi. She used a combination of Chinese and Western medicine to eliminate seven types of cancer cells that had spread throughout the body of a terminal cancer patient, successfully saving his life.
The success of the difficult surgery shocked the world and created a new precedent in medical oncology.
She still remembered that she had just refused the reporter's interview and got on the special car back to the military camp.
Why did you come here suddenly?
The pain in my body continued to come.
Ji Wanrong raised his head with difficulty, and what he saw was the man's stern and three-dimensional face, with sword-shaped eyebrows at the temples, eyes as bright as paint, followed by strong chest muscles and a lean waist. It is not an exaggeration to praise him for his peerless elegance.
The anger in the man's eyes was like a Shura from hell, wanting to tear her bones apart into her belly!
"Where did your human skin mask come from? Who taught you this idea? Tell me!"
As the man's voice fell, before she could speak, a memory that did not belong to her flooded into Ji Wanrong's mind.
She originally had the same name as her, also named Ji Wanrong, and was the eldest daughter of Nanyang Marquis of Beili Kingdom.
It's a pity that they have the same name but different fates.
After the original body was born, the original body's mother fell ill and died. The original body's brother, who was brave and good at fighting, accidentally broke his legs and became a cripple. The Nanyang Marquis Mansion was on the verge of collapse.
So Ji Wanrong was predicted by a traveling Taoist priest to be a disaster star that would kill his father and his mother.
And her half-sister Ji Yunyao was predicted to be a lucky star that would benefit the country and the people.
It is said that as long as Ji Yunyao is here, the Beili Kingdom will be in good weather, and the Nanyang Marquis Mansion will be able to rise rapidly.
After Ji Yunyao was born, her mother was raised from the concubine's house, and Ji Yunyao was doted on by everyone in the Nanyang Marquis Mansion and became the apple of their eye.
The ancestors of the Nanyang Marquis Mansion once arranged a baby marriage with the late emperor, saying that the legitimate daughter of the Jiang family would marry into the royal family and become a princess.
Mo Jiecheng was the legitimate son of Beili, so this burden naturally fell on his head. Coincidentally, he also wanted to marry Mo Jiecheng.
I thought this was a marriage between a man and his concubine, but Mo Jiecheng said that he and Ji Yunyao were in love and had already made a lifelong commitment to marry Ji Yunyao as his concubine.
After that, the original person took advantage of the opportunity to climb into bed repeatedly and failed repeatedly, which made Mo Jiecheng feel extremely disgusted.
Before getting married yesterday, it was Ji Yunyao who changed her wedding clothes and gave her a human skin mask, saying that as long as she wore the mask, Mo Jiecheng would fall in love with her and marry her willingly as his concubine.
And the original body was poisoned to death by this human skin mask!
Ji Wanrong's face turned cold when he thought of this.
Feeling the weight on her body, like a hill, making her breathless, Ji Wanrong's broken voice squeezed out of her throat.
"If you don't get off me...what should I...say?"
Mo Jiecheng then climbed down from Ji Wanrong with a cold face.
He had just torn off the human skin mask on Ji Wanrong's face, and was now looking coldly at her bloody face.
Ji Wanrong originally had an ordinary appearance, but she used some magic to find this human skin mask.
After tearing off the human skin mask, the skin on her face seemed to have been corroded by toxins and now became ugly.
Like a demon crawling out of hell.
Ji Wanrong had an unlucky childhood. He was naughty and did not like reading.
He originally had no prejudice against Ji Wanrong, until everything that happened later convinced him that Ji Wanrong was a disaster star.
The fresh air rushed into the nasal cavity, making Ji Wanrong feel a sharp pain in his internal organs.
She coughed several times, her weak voice still hoarse, "Ji Yunyao gave me the human skin mask, and she also came up with the idea of a substitute marriage."
Unexpectedly, when Mo Jiecheng heard this, his eyes suddenly turned scarlet, "Do you think this king is a fool?"
He raised his fist suddenly, then lowered it through gritted teeth, "Ji Wanrong, you should be lucky, I don't hit women!"
If you don’t hit a woman, then who caused her to look like this?
Ji Wanrong climbed down from the bed with all his strength, snorted coldly, with a sarcastic smile on his lips, "If you have any brains, you should find out the truth of the matter immediately instead of accepting one-sided words!"
"I see that you have a bad attitude, and that you are biased and stubborn. I guess you have no brains either. Just wait, you and the people around you will soon be in a bloody disaster!"
What Ji Wanrong said was not out of anger.
She is proficient in Chinese medicine, and Chinese medicine pays attention to looking, hearing, asking, and feeling. Her intuition for reading faces is even more frighteningly accurate.
When Mo Jiecheng heard this, his chest rose and fell suddenly, and his whole body was filled with cold and violent aura.
He got out of bed angrily, wanted to pick up the sword on the wedding stand, and then stab Ji Wanrong to death with one blow.
But his feet touched the ground, and before he could get the sword, he saw Ji Wanrong rushing towards him.
There was a sharp pain in my shoulder and neck, as if there was a warm current flowing out.
Ji Wanrong actually bit him hard with his teeth, causing him to bleed!
Mo Jiecheng raised his head with anger on his face, but felt Ji Wanrong tap on the acupuncture points on his body.
Just one move made his body numb and his movements slowed down a lot.
Ji Wanrong used all his strength to grab the sword on the wedding stand first.
Until she lost all her strength, she fell to the ground, but she still held the sword tightly and laughed loudly, her white teeth still stained with bright red blood.
"Mo Jiecheng, you should be lucky, I never hit a man!"
She smiled heartily and brightly, and her blood-stained face became a little more pleasing to the eye at this moment.
Mo Jiecheng was stunned, but when he thought that Ji Wanrong's willfulness in this life was all Yao'er's compromise behind her back, he clenched his hands into fists.
"Come here, send Ji Wanrong to Leng Yuan. You can't give her any food, and you can't hire any doctors for her! Let her fend for herself!"
