King Leng Chasing His Wife: The Maid in the Tongfang Runs With the Ball

Lin Jiumian looked at the man in front of him with a strange expression, and he couldn't even tell what it was like in his heart.

The man still has the familiar eyebrows.

But she felt that the texture of the skin was not quite right.

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Because Jun Wumo was almost disfigured before, he made a fake mask and put it on his face for a long time.

Because I often wear a mask, my skin does not breathe well, and I have a lot of acne.

Because of this, there are some acne spots and acne marks on the face.

Usually it is difficult to see clearly, but after a person dies, the various imprints on the body will be magnified.

He has been dead for such a long time.

Normally, the blemishes on his skin could be seen clearly, but now, he couldn't see any acne marks or spots at all.

Lin Jiumian frowned tightly, and his fingers slid across his cheeks again.

Ever since she entered the palace, seeing Jun Wumo in a coma until now, she always has a faint strange feeling haunting her heart.

She couldn't describe this feeling in words.

She thought it was because Jun Wumo fell into a coma too suddenly that she couldn't accept it.

Now that I think about it carefully, Jun Wumo's coma is really weird.

He is a very defensive man, especially now that there is a potential enemy, the Holy Land.

He has no reason to let himself be so passive, it's not in line with his style to speak so quietly!
What's more, even if he kept those three women, Lin Jiumian didn't think that Jun Wumo would be so lustful that he really slept with them.

Whether she is unhappy or not, she still has this bit of trust in Jun Wumo!

Lin Jiumian was silent for a moment, as if thinking of something.

She moved closer, looked at this face carefully, and then found a little clue from his bun.

Picking it with his hands, he tore off a human skin mask.

At this time, he suddenly discovered that there was another strange face under the mask.

She suddenly remembered that there was a person in the prison who was somewhat similar in shape and appearance to Jun Wumo.

Jun Wumo regarded him as his substitute, thinking carefully, this person should be Jun Wumo's substitute.

Thinking of this possibility, a burst of joy welled up in her heart.

No wonder the other party would reject her during the blood transfusion, just think about it.

He is not Jun Wumo himself, and his blood type is naturally different.

Jun Wumo can choose a person of similar build and build, and put a human skin mask on him.

But he would not exchange his whole body's blood for the other party, so such an accident happened.

With this realization, Lin Jiumian felt a little more relaxed.

She flashed out of the space.

Wordless people are waiting outside.

It had been a day since the Empress disappeared, and he had opened the door to come in to have a look.

But found no one inside.

Wu Yan didn't know where Lin Jiumian took the emperor, but he didn't dare to go out.

I can only wait here anxiously.

Now I see Lin Jiumian coming out.

Wu Yan hastily went up to meet him and asked: "Your Majesty, how is the Emperor?"

Lin Jiumian waved his hands and said to Wu Yan, "Come in with me, I have something to ask you."

Nodding silently, he ordered people to wait outside.

Then Lin Jiumian asked Tayue to wait outside the door, and no one was allowed to approach within a hundred steps.

When there was no one in the room, Lin Jiumian asked Wu Yan: "Let me ask you, why did the emperor let three women come to bed yesterday?"

Hearing the words without a word, his eyes drifted to the side.

Lin Jiumian continued: "You tell me the truth."

"If you don't tell the truth and I know the truth, I won't let you go."