The Rebirth of the National Goddess

The room was a little quiet.

Ling Que was wearing a thin blue dress, which was tightly attached to her body because of the rain, and the skirt was dripping water on the floor.

look.

More or less embarrassed.

Ling Que was caught off guard by the girl's sudden words.

She was dressed in blood-like red, with a smile on her brows and eyes, and her face seemed friendly, but in fact she had needles hidden in the cotton. It was obviously an exaggerated red, but it made her feel isolated from the world, as if this color was specially born for her.

The girl's brilliance and coldness formed a sharp contrast with Ling Que's embarrassment.

One of the two lives in the smoke and dust, and the other lives above the clouds.

Who is this man?

The two saw doubts in each other's eyes.

Lingque hurriedly recovered from his thoughts, looked at the girl in front of him, with a just right smile on his lips, "Hello, I am Lingque, and I have been friends with Xuanyuan for many years." At the same time, Lingque recovered the most In good condition, the clothes on the body are also dry in an instant.

Although Ling Que's facial features are ordinary, he is of the good-looking type, and his temperament is good, which is not much better than that of a young girl.

The girl smiled slightly, with dimples on the corners of her mouth, and said in a clear tone, "Sister Lingque, hello, I'm Chu Jin, Chu Xiutiancheng's Chu, Qingqing Zijin's Jin."

Chu Jin/Chu Jin.

Putting these two names together can arouse infinite reverie.

Ling Que subconsciously raised his eyes and turned his gaze to Xuanyuan Shangchen.

Under the light, the man's figure is a bit slender, and the black hat is pressed on his head, covering the face that has been kissed by God, leaving only the smooth and delicate jaw, and the slightly protruding Adam's apple, although his face cannot be seen. Facial features, but still make people palpitations.

Chu Jin.

Ling Que didn't know what Xuanyuan Shangchen was thinking, what exactly did he want to do?

Get a Chu Jin out to add trouble to Junhuang?

This Chu Jin is just a dummy with excessive plastic surgery, but in just one month, why does she look like she has been completely reborn? No flaws could be found on her whole body, and no flaws could be seen between her brows and eyes, as if she was really Junhuang.

The alluring empress who turns her hands into clouds and turns her hands into rain.

"Sister Lingque, come in and sit down. I'm almost bored to death by myself at home these days." Chu Jin took Lingque's arm affectionately and led her into the house.

Chu Jin's words can be said to be very technical.

Home.

A place that a woman calls home is not an ordinary place.

Xuanyuan Shangchen glanced at the two of them thoughtfully, then immediately walked into the house.

Ling Que and Chu Jin followed behind.

Chu Jin smiled, but Ling Que's body was a little stiff.

Three people in one room, three different mentalities.

Ling Que was a little flustered, she didn't know what Xuanyuan Shangchen's purpose was to keep Chu Jin by her side, and when Chu Jin said this, Xuanyuan Shangchen didn't even refute.

"Sister Lingque, sit down first. I'll make you tea. What kind of tea do you like? Floating clouds or Zishan Lingwu?" Chu Jin asked in the living room.

Ling Que was stunned for a moment, and then said, "It's fine, please." She was obviously smiling, but her heart was cold.

"No trouble, the visitor is a guest, and everything is what I should do." Chu Jin said with a smile, and after finishing speaking, he turned and went to the inner room.

Only Xuanyuan Shangchen and Ling Que were left in the living room.

Xuanyuan Shangchen sat on the sofa coldly, his body like a sculpture.

"Xuanyuan, what's going on?" Ling Que asked with the usual tone. Just listening to the voice, I can't hear her physical and mental changes.

Judging from Chu Jin's attitude, she clearly regarded herself as the hostess of this house.

And Xuanyuan Shangchen didn't stop it.

A dummy who can't see the light, how can she take possession of all this with peace of mind?

She has worked hard for so long, but she is still not as good as a dummy.

Come to think of it, it's really ironic.

"Huh?" The tail tone rose slightly, Xuanyuan Shangchen raised his eyes to look at Ling Que, the cold light hit his delicate jaw, making people feel a little dazed.

"I said Chu Jin," Ling Que straightened his expression, "what's the matter with her?"

Her intuition told her that Xuanyuan Shangchen kept Chu Jin by his side not just to use her, this Chu Jin was a copy and paste version of Jun Huang.

Could it be that he wants to...

Thinking of this, Ling Que frowned.

After a few seconds of silence in the air, Xuanyuan Shangchen suddenly said, "She is Chu Jin, and she is also Junhuang."

Ling Que's face turned slightly pale, and retorted, "She's not Jun Huang!"

"She is!" Xuanyuan Shangchen's tone was undeniable, "I said she is what she is."

The slightly hoarse voice was full of vicissitudes. For a moment, it looked like a god of death who came out of the depths of hell. He could take away all living beings at any time. It was full of depression and made people unable to breathe.

This kind of Xuanyuan Shangchen made people dare not look directly at him.

"Ling Que," Xuanyuan Shangchen said in a very cold tone, covered with frost, "you remember, from today on, Chu Jin is Junhuang, and Junhuang is Chu Jin."

Ling Que frowned slightly, "You are deceiving yourself! Xuanyuan, even if you can deceive me, can you deceive Heaven?"

"I have my own way," Xuanyuan Shangchen continued, "You just need to cooperate with me."

Ling Que sighed softly, and was about to say something when there was a slight sound of footsteps in the air, and a faint scent of tea came over his face, the good Zishan Lingwu, a cup of clear tea, the scent can last for seven days The days will last forever.

A beauty in red is coming with a cup of tea, shining with every step.

She gradually overlapped with the figure deep in her memory, and Ling Que almost blurted out, "Junhuang!" After finishing speaking, she realized her gaffe, and the light in her eyes dimmed.

She is not Junhuang.

She is just a puppet, how can she be compared with Junhuang who gallops across the battlefield on horseback.

Xuanyuan Shangchen looked at the figure in front of him, the corners of his mouth raised a slight arc, and the eyes covered by the brim of the hat were shimmering, lingering, and infatuated.

"Sister Lingque, this is the Purple Mountain Spirit Mist I brewed by myself. Come and taste how it tastes." Chu Jin took a cup of tea from the tray and put it in front of Lingque, with a calm expression and confidence in his eyes.

"Thank you." Ling Que thanked calmly.

"Brother Xuanyuan," Chu Jin took another cup of tea from the tray and put it down in front of Xuanyuan Shangchen, "This is the floating cloud you have always loved."

The tone of voice is natural, and the relationship between the two is like old friends who have known each other for many years.

"Come and sit beside me." Xuanyuan Shangchen held Chu Jin's wrist and pulled hard, and she sat beside Xuanyuan Shangchen, a faint blush appeared on her cheeks immediately.

Ling Que lowered her eyes and took a sip of the tea, the teacup concealed the expression in her eyes.

"Sister Lingque, how does it taste?" Chu Jin looked at Lingque expectantly, and Xuanyuan Shangchen beside him also took a light sip of tea.

Ling Que put down his teacup, and the corner of his mouth curled up, "Very good."

"Thank you, sister Lingque." Chu Jin smiled politely.

Xuanyuan Shangchen slightly curled his lips, and his voice was calm, "Ling Que and I have been friends for many years, you don't need to call her sister from now on, just follow me and call Ling Que."

Ling Que's heart was already turbulent, but his face was still as calm as before.

She became more and more certain of that idea in her heart.

"Ah?" Chu Jin was stunned for a moment, and looked at Xuanyuan Shangchen with some surprise, "Brother Xuanyuan, is this not too good? Sister Lingque, she..." At this point, she turned her gaze to Lingque again , looks a little at a loss.

"It's okay," Ling Que smiled decently, and said half-jokingly, "Since Xuanyuan has already said so, you can just call me by my name. Besides, I'm not much older than you. Sisters and sisters call me by my name." called old."

It wasn't the first time Ling Que came to this villa, but he never felt as bad as this time.

Obviously full of unwillingness in his heart, but he still pretended not to care.

Chu Jin's brows and eyes revealed the shadow of Junhuang everywhere, which made her restless.

"Ling Que, are you uncomfortable?" Seeing her strangeness, Chu Jin asked with concern.

Ling Que pressed the center of his eyebrows, "No, I'm just a little dizzy."

"How about I help you go upstairs to rest for a while?" Chu Jin got up.

"Okay." Ling Que's face was a little pale, and she followed her words, "Then I will trouble you."

"Brother Xuanyuan, I'll help the magpie upstairs to rest first," Chu Jin turned her eyes to greet Xuanyuan Shangchen, and then half-supported the magpie upstairs.

Xuanyuan Shangchen looked at the backs of the two, exuding a powerful aura around him.

Good evening, all the little fairies, Deyin has recovered a lot, and will recover four times tomorrow, love Nimeng, okay.