Chapter 892 Military Prostitute?

Maybe we'll meet one day.

When Su'er heard this, her eyes widened: "Twin brothers? Do you two look exactly the same!"

"Yes!" Mu Jin nodded.

Su'er's eyes suddenly became very surprised. There would be no difference if they were identical in disguise, but it would be really surprising if they were born exactly the same.

"If that's the case, will my mother think that your brother is you?" After all, they look exactly the same, so it's hard to tell them apart.

"No, we are only the same in appearance. Everything else is different. Your mother can tell. Besides, my hair is silver and Feng Yin's hair is black!" Mu Jin replied very confidently.

Even though Wei Yuanxi mistook Feng Yin for him at first, it wouldn't take long for Wei Yuanxi to recognize him.

And if Feng Yin deliberately pretends to be him, then Wei Yuanxiu will definitely be calm when he finds out. He will deal with Feng Yin for a period of time, and when he finds the right time, he will immediately run away.

Therefore, in the past two months, perhaps Wei Yuanwei had been dealing with Feng Yin and failed to find a chance to escape.

Mu Jin could only comfort herself with this thought.

"Now, does it look like this? You two brothers both fell in love with your mother, but your mother fell in love with you and married you, so you two brothers turned against each other? That's why your brother brought my mother here Take it away!" Su'er bit her fingers and thought for a while before saying.

After hearing this, Mu Jin shook her head gently. How could their grudge be so simple?

The moon was bright, the breeze was gentle, the candles on the candlesticks were swaying with orange light, and the closed windows suddenly opened.

Mu Zhi, who was reviewing the memorial, suddenly raised his head.

A gust of wind flashed past, and all the candles on the table were extinguished, and the royal study suddenly became dark.

Mu Zhi slowly put down the cinnabar pen in his hand and looked around with wary eyes.

At this time, a figure walked out from the fluttering gauze curtain, as if he was holding something in his hand.

The sky was too dark, and the moonlight shone through the window onto the ground, but it still made Mu Zhi unable to see clearly the face of the person in front of him.

All I saw was that he seemed to be holding someone in his arms, and then he walked to a place fifty steps away from him, stopped, and put the person in his arms on the soft red carpet.

This distance, neither too far nor too close, allowed Mu Zhi to completely see who the visitor was, and even the color of his clothes. There was a woman lying on the ground, but he still couldn't see the person's face clearly.

"Send her to Mu Jin's army camp to be a military prostitute!" A low and hoarse voice came from his lips, cold and emotionless.

Mu Zhi glanced at the person on the ground, and the moonlight happened to fall on the face of the person on the ground. With just one glance, Mu Zhi was a little shocked. A familiar but unfamiliar feeling suddenly rushed into his heart. He had been thinking about it for a long time, like As if being shocked by electricity, Mu Zhi suddenly said the name of the person on the ground: "Wei Yuanwei?"

Yes, this person is Wei Yuanwei. Such a stunning and elegant face is what he once saw in the portrait.

The person in front of him was exactly the same as the woman in the portrait.

Then, Mu Zhi said, "Isn't this the real Wei Yuanwei?"

Because the real Wei Yuanwei has changed her appearance. She has a beauty mark at the corner of her eye, and although her appearance is still delicate, she still reveals the slightest bit of charm.

"Mu Jin will tell you if it's true!" The man seemed unwilling to say anything more to Mu Zhi.

Turning around to leave, Mu Zhi immediately chased after him. He walked up to Wei Yuanwei and took a closer look. It was exactly the same as what he had seen in the portrait. Then Mu Zhi groped Wei Yuanwei's face and did not touch it. to anything resembling a human skin mask.

"Is this the real Wei Yuanwei or the fake Wei Yuanwei?" Mu Zhi was a little confused.

Wei Yuanwei disappeared suddenly. He knew that he was taken away by that person, but he really didn't know whether the woman in front of him was true or false.

He kidnapped the real Wei Yuanli, but then sent a fake Wei Yuanxi to the military camp. What kind of scene was this?

"There is no such person as Wei Yuanwei in the world!"

"Did you kill her?" Mu Zhi stood up immediately, with a hint of anger in his tone.

How could Wei Yuanwei die at this time?

"Humph!" The man snorted coldly and walked out the door.

Mu Zhi stepped forward and blocked the man's path.

A hand grabbed the man's arm and found that his arm was as soft as a woman's arm, but it was so thin that you could almost touch his bones.

The man turned his face coldly and looked at Mu Zhi.

Mu Zhi stared blankly at the scene in front of him.

There was a look of surprise in his eyes, and after a long time, three words came out of his mouth: "Ning Zheyan?"

When Ning Zheyan heard these three words, there was still no expression on his face. His entire facial expression was as dead as that of a puppet.

But at this moment, Ning Zheyan seemed to hear the sound of a bell in his ears, and only then did a glimmer of light shine in his empty eyes.

Then he shook off Mu Zhi's hand and quickly disappeared into the night.

Mu Zhi was left alone in a daze. He always thought that person would be from the Hidden Family, but he didn't expect it to be Ning Zheyan!

Shouldn't Ning Zheyan be dead long ago? Why are you still alive?

And his expression just now was no different from death!

For some reason, a cold chill suddenly appeared on Mu Zhi's back.

Ning Zheyan must have been controlled by someone, and he was controlled after death. The real person behind the scenes actually knew a miraculous way to control the dead!

Mu Zhi then lit the candle, looked at Wei Yuanxi lying on the ground, and checked her pulse and breathing, but she was still alive.

And they were all very stable, as if someone had fainted.

Mu Zhi looked at this face up close. It was more beautiful, more vivid, and more real than the one in the portrait.

This was the Wei Yuanwei he admired. She looked like a carefree child after falling asleep. But who would have known that Wei Yuanxi would look completely different when she opened her eyes.

Mu Zhi's evil eyes turned, and he reached out to untie Wei Yuanwei's clothes. When he saw the familiar mole on Wei Yuanwei's back, all the blood in Mu Zhi's body rushed to his brain in an instant.

Is he crazy? Send the real guard Iris to the military camp to be a military prostitute!

Military prostitutes are worse than prostitutes in brothels. They are purely used for the soldiers to vent their anger. I don't know how many corpses are carried out every day.

If Mu Jin knew about this, Mu Zhi couldn't even imagine what would happen next.