Jin Yi Kill

Lingxi didn't expect this reaction, obviously panicked, and looked behind the screen subconsciously. Behind the folding screen of the four woven embroidered landscapes, a figure put down the teacup and stood up unhurriedly.

After receiving the commander's signal, Lingxi calmed down and said with a smile, "Miss Wang, don't be joking."

"Miss Wang?" Wang Yanqing leaned on the jade-colored five-leaf pillow and tilted her head slightly, "I'm Miss Wang?"

Her eyes were clear and magnanimous, and when she saw the bottom, it didn't look like she was pretending. Lingxi was out of ideas. Looking at the screen, Wang Yanqing also turned back and saw a red shadow on the folding screen of the landscape. The screen was simple and elegant, but the color on his body was flamboyant.

Wang Yanqing couldn't see his face, but could only feel that he was tall and straight, and everyone in the room was afraid of him. Wang Yanqing didn't know why, and looked at him blankly. The man looked at it for a while, then turned and left.

After he went out, the two maids in front of the bed were obviously relieved. Wang Yanqing silently looked at their expressions and asked, "Do you know me?"

After Lu Heng went out, he immediately called Lang Zhong into the mansion. Jin Yiwei walks on the edge of the blade, and often suffers injuries that cannot be shown to others. At this time, he can't find an imperial doctor, but can only find Langzhong in private. The Lu family has been in Jinyiwei from generation to generation, and there are all kinds of connections. After Lu Heng entered the capital, he specially picked up a few trusted men from Anlu.

After a while, Lang Zhong came and gave Lu Heng a salute. Lu Heng gestured to the main room and asked Lang Zhong to enter inside to diagnose his pulse.

He sat in the wing, waiting patiently. After a while, Lang Zhong wiped his sweat and came out. When he saw Lu Heng, his tongue couldn't stop stammering: "Commander, this girl..."

Lu Heng sat on the red sandalwood armchair and stared into Lang Zhong's eyes calmly: "What happened to her?"

"She seems... to have amnesia."

Lu Heng raised his eyebrows and looked at Lang Zhong with a half-smile. Lang Zhong also felt it was strange, and stammered: "The girl was cushioned by the net bag when she landed, and there was no problem with her internal organs, but she accidentally hit a stone with her head, maybe she lost her memory like this. The little girl saw it, she knew the pain, Itching, normal perception of limbs, and basic common sense of life. I just don't remember people."

Lu Heng smiled lightly: "It's a coincidence that she has amnesia."

"The brain is expensive, and you can have any symptoms after hitting the head. Besides, amnesia like a girl is not uncommon. It is recorded in medical books that there were people who fell and hit the back of the head. When they woke up, they didn't even know their parents and children, and some people fell. Falling, thinking becomes a child. This girl is not noisy or noisy, but just forgets the past, which is good. "

Lu Heng tapped the armrest with his fingertips, and said thoughtfully, "Yes, it would be a good thing if you really forgot."

Lang Zhong looked down at the ground, not to investigate Lu Heng's expression. Lu Heng thought for a while and asked, "How long will this amnesia last? Is there any solution?"

"This..." Lang Zhong looked embarrassed. "No one can tell what's going on in her head. Maybe the bruises on the back of the girl's head will disappear and it will recover, maybe... she will never recover in her life."

Lu Heng was silent for a moment, then suddenly laughed. Lang Zhong got goosebumps all over by this laughter, but Lu Heng waved his hand, his voice was calm, and he couldn't hear the slightest emotion: "Go down and prescribe the medicine."

Lang Zhong couldn't understand Lu Heng's mind, so he dared to ask: "The girl is seriously ill, I don't know what medicine the commander wants?"

Lu Heng leaned back slowly, leaned on the armchair with one arm, and looked at Lang Zhong with a smile: "The medicine for recuperation."

Lang Zhong understood that the girl's illness did not need to be treated, and it was enough to prescribe some tonics to strengthen the foundation. Lang Zhong cupped his hands, and immediately a servant from the Lu Mansion came over and led Lang Zhong to another road.

After Lang Zhong left, Lu Heng squeezed his fingers and suddenly felt something interesting. Fu Tingzhou's sister fell into his hands, and she just happened to lose her memory at this moment. Lu Heng didn't believe in ghosts and gods, and at this moment felt that it was God's help.

Lu Heng was thinking about things in his mind, and opened the cup to drink tea. He took a sip, and the maid Lingxi hurriedly ran over from the main room and saluted Lu Heng: "Commander."

Lu Heng put down the tea cup and asked, "Did the set come out, what does she remember?"

"Miss Wang didn't even know her name, but she remembered that she had a second brother and had a good relationship with her."

Lu Heng tutted softly, so affectionate, he was moved when he heard it. It's a pity that Fu Tingzhou's servant is going to marry the right wife, and Wang Yanqing's deep affection is destined to be fed to the dog.

Lu Heng said: "Go back and inquire. Since she remembers that she has a second brother, she probably has an impression of her correspondence."

Lingxi hesitated, and his expression looked a little strange. After Lu Heng noticed it, he asked quietly, "What's wrong?"

Lingxi hesitated to speak, and finally said in an indescribable tone: "Commander, this lady Wang... is not unusual. She can see our expressions, and the slave thinks that it is well hidden, but she can see it at a glance. I'm lying."

Lingxi is not an ordinary maid, she has been trained in Jinyiwei, and she is half a female spy. As a result, Wang Yanqing said, "You are lying" before a round, and Lingxi Lingluan was greatly frightened.

Lingxi Lingluan knew that things were in trouble, Lingluan continued to stabilize Wang Yanqing in the room, and Lingxi hurried out to report to the commander. Lu Heng knew the level of Lingxi Lingluan. No matter how useless they were, they would not be seen by ordinary people to change their expressions. They both said that, it seems that Fu Tingzhou's adopted sister is really capable.

Lu Heng had some interest, and it was rare that he wanted to meet this person in person. He flicked his sleeves, got up and walked out. When he went out, he paused and asked, "She said, she only remembers that she has a second brother?"

The commander's expression seemed to be somewhat meaningful, and Lingxi didn't understand it, so he cautiously responded: "Yes."

Lu Heng stood at the door, the sunlight outside shining on Feiyu suit, golden piercing eyes. Lu Heng was silent for a while, then suddenly pressed his eyebrows, and laughed uncontrollably.

brother...

There is an elder brother on Lu Heng, who is now filial piety to his father in Anlu's hometown. He's at home, and he's okay.

Isn't that just a coincidence.

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Inside the house, the sun is warm in the blue fields, and the fragrance is warm, and the smoke from the treasure phase lotus incense burner in the corner of the house rises in the sunlight. Wang Yanqing was sitting on the bunk bed, holding the stove quietly, but his eyes swept across the house silently.

When Wang Yanqing woke up, she couldn't remember anything. She didn't know who she was or who these people were in front of her. She could only rely on the most primitive animal instinct - to look at the face. Even an uneducated savage can judge good and evil by seeing a stranger's expression. Wang Yanqing is now like a "savage". She has no memory, so she has no inclination. Still malicious.

After the period of time just now, Wang Yanqing has already recognized that although there are many people standing in this room, there are two who call the shots, called Lingluan Lingxi. They were talking to Wang Yanqing just now, and they casually asked questions. Wang Yanqing looked at their expressions and subconsciously felt that they were not telling the truth. After Wang Yanqing brought it up, the two women seemed to be taken aback, and then the maid named Lingxi left, leaving Lingluan alone in front of the bed. This time, no matter what happened, Lingluan refused to speak.

However, this did not affect Wang Yanqing's observation of her expression. Lingluan stood beside the bed, her head bowed, her hands tied, and there was no expression on her face, so as to interrupt the outside world's prying eyes. Lingluan thought it was a good cover up, but in Wang Yanqing's eyes, it was like ink on white paper, with a clear view.

The corners of Lingluan's mouth twitched downwards, her chin was tensed, and there were faint wrinkles. Although she lowered her eyes, her brows were lowered and slightly twisted. Wang Yanqing didn't know what was going on, but subconsciously felt that Lingluan pursed her lips and shrank her chin, indicating that she was suppressing her emotions. Wang Yanqing looked at Lingluan's body, and sure enough, her two hands were clasped in front of her, and her fingers rubbed the backs of her hands slightly.

Wang Yanqing felt curious and asked, "Are you nervous now?"

Lingluan's body froze, and the movement of his fingers disappeared immediately: "No."

The changes in Lingluan's body and expression were very slight and disappeared in an instant, but Wang Yanqing still noticed that Lingluan's eyelids were quickly raised when she asked the question just now.

She is surprised. This shows that Wang Yanqing is right.

Wang Yanqing was puzzled. They clearly said they knew her, so why were they still nervous and surprised? Wang Yanqing stared at Lingluan carefully, trying to find more clues, but she didn't know that when she was observing others, others were also observing her.

Lu Heng stood outside the house and had a panoramic view of everything just now. Lingxi respectfully stood behind Lu Heng, and said somewhat helplessly: "Commander, it's not that we didn't do our best, but this lady Wang is very evil. As if she has the ability to read minds, she can guess what we are thinking every time."

Lu Heng folded his arms with great interest. Hearing this, he chuckled and shook his head: "It's not that she has the ability to read minds, it's that she can read expressions."

Lingxi became more and more confused: "But Lingluan didn't show any expression."

"It's not just crying and laughing that is called an expression. Some people can judge the true emotions of others from the very subtle changes in their flesh." Thinking of Wang Yanqing's experience, Lu Heng felt an unprecedented pity, "She broke down at a young age. For the next ten years, she was under the supervision of others. Maybe her ability to observe people's expressions was acquired from that time. Now she has lost her memory, but she still retains her instincts."

It was the first time Lingxi heard that someone could guess a heart based on a tiny expression. She frowned and was very embarrassed: "Commander, is this woman still here?"

Hearing this, Lu Heng smiled lightly and walked towards the inside. Such an interesting person, why not stay?

Wang Yanqing heard the movement at the door and looked back subconsciously. The winter sun was bright and pale, and a figure stepped in against the light, as if with colorful lights. Seeing his scarlet clothes, Wang Yanqing immediately thought that this was the man just now.

Who is he and why is he back?

When they first woke up, they had looked at each other, but Wang Yanqing didn't see each other's appearance at that time, only knew that he was very tall, with broad shoulders and long legs, and a good figure. Now that he stepped into the screen, Wang Yanqing discovered that not only did he have a good skeleton, but his appearance was also outstanding.

He has sharp eyebrows, a high nose bridge, and a narrow and long face. He is very handsome and upright, but his skin is cold white, and he has a pair of amber eyes. Ruthless, with very thin lips, if there is a smile on the corners of the lips, a cold and thin emotion is immediately born.

In terms of aesthetics in the military, his skin is too white, and his skin is beautiful, so he feels unreliable and unstable. It's not like a stern soldier, but like a smiling tiger who specializes in stabbing people in the back.

Wang Yanqing doesn't know why she subconsciously compares this person's appearance. Who is the aesthetic template in her subconscious?

Wang Yanqing was at a loss, but at this time, Lu Heng was already sitting beside Wang Yanqing's bed. Seeing Wang Yanqing's confused eyes, Lu Heng smiled and said, "Sister, what do you think?"

His tone was intimate and natural, and with dissatisfaction that he had been neglected, he stunned the whole house at once. Lingxi Lingluan looked at the commander in surprise. They thought that Wang Yanqing could read expressions, so they quickly lowered their heads, wishing to block their eyes and ears.

Hearing these words, the ghost knows whether they have a chance to live until tomorrow.

Wang Yanqing didn't pay attention to Lingxi Lingluan, all her attention was on Lu Heng. When she heard this title, she instinctively felt discordant: "You call me sister?"

"Yes." Lu Heng smiled and touched her hair affectionately, "Don't you remember second brother?"