Game within game

The notice to hunt down Meicui has been posted for two days. During this period, Gu Cenya also sent people to search the border between the two countries. However, there was no news at all. This person seemed to have disappeared from the world without a trace.

Yu Li's injury has almost healed. It seems that she can go to Zuixin Inn tomorrow and let Guanyun Ji detoxify her.

At this time, she was standing in the plum garden of Nuanxiangyuan, feeling only lonely and quiet. Since Huajuan's death, few people came to the plum garden. The girls in Nuanxiangyuan all rumored that Huajuan died tragically and wanted to come back to ask for it.

life.

Yu Li smiled secretly and drew silk. If you really die unjustly, let your wronged soul come back to see me and tell me where your murderer is now!

Thinking of this, Yu Li actually moved the drum that the painting silk danced with that day. The drum seemed to still have the shadow of the painting silk. Unfortunately, the beautiful but sad dance could no longer be seen.

Yu Li took off her embroidered shoes and stood on the round drum.

Ever since she came to Nuanxiangyuan, Painting Silk has been teaching her dance step by step. She once said that this encouragement was the only one she would not show off to others easily.

Painting silk, now I want to learn from your inspiration, will you still be willing to teach me?

Yu Li felt sad in her heart. She recalled that day when she happened to see Huajuan dancing, and the unique dance steps seemed to be right in front of her eyes.

Yu Li flicked her sleeves and performed the dance steps of Huajuan that day exactly as if possessed. Even she didn't know that this dance that belonged to Huajuan had taken root in her heart.

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Suddenly, a loud shout came from the plum garden: "How can you dance like this?"

Yu Li was startled and almost fell off the drum, but luckily the man caught her in time.

"Right General?" Yu Li saw the person clearly and couldn't help but be a little surprised. Why did Chang Jia come to Meiyuan at this moment? Didn't he go to Qinglan City?

Chang Jia still looked at her in shock and asked, "How can you be so encouraging?"

Yu Li stood firm and said, "Has General Right seen this dance before? It's really strange. Huajuan said she has never danced in front of others."

"Huajuan?" Chang Jia felt an inexplicable pain in his heart and asked, "You mean, this dance was performed by Huajuan?"

Yu Li nodded.

Chang Jia didn't believe it, and murmured to himself: "No...impossible..."

"Why?" Yu Li realized something was wrong with Chang Jia at this time and said, "This dance is really danced on silk. Apart from her, I'm afraid there is no other person in the world who can dance this dance so well. Why, right?

What did the general remember?"

Chang Jia raised his head, his eyes already red and moist, and he said: "This is Ruqin's dance, it is Ruqin's..."

"Ruqin? Who is she?" Yu Li was naturally surprised when she heard this name for the first time. She had never thought that Chang Jia, who was playing among the flowers, actually had a woman's name hidden deep in his heart.

Chang Jia turned around, as if he didn't want Yu Li to see his vulnerability. After a long time, he said: "She is the woman I once cherished..."

Yu Li was silent for a moment and asked, "Where is she now?"

Chang Jia shook his head in pain and said: "She disappeared. I have never seen her again, and it is impossible for her to appear again!"

Yu Li felt a little shocked. It turned out that Chang Jia still had such pain in her heart. She couldn't help but sympathize with this man who was hurt by love, but she didn't know what to say.

Chang Jia suddenly asked again: "Are you sure that the inspiration was danced on the painted silk?"

Yu Li nodded again. She seemed to have guessed Chang Jia's doubts and said, "If you think this encouragement is the same as what Ruqin did in the past, then you can't rule it out..."

Before Yu Li could finish speaking, Chang Jia said anxiously: "I heard that there is a disguise technique in Xirong. Do you know about it?"

Yu Li said: "Yes, the art of disguise can turn one person into another person."

"But..." Chang Jia felt even more painful. If Huajuan was really Ruqin, then God would be too cruel to him. He would rather Ruqin disappear like this than Ruqin return to his world again.

At that time, it was just a cold corpse.

Yu Li said: "If General You is worried, you can take a look in person. No matter how good the disguise is, there are still flaws."

"No, there's no need to go." After Chang Jia finished speaking, he hurried out of the Plum Garden before Yu Li came to her senses.

Yu Li stared blankly at Chang Jia's retreating figure, and naturally understood the fear in his heart, but she knew that if Chang Jia really liked Ruqin, he would be willing to see her again even if it was a corpse.

Sure enough, after a while, Chang's jaw folded back again. He seemed to have summoned up the courage and said stiffly to Yu Li: "Are you willing to accompany me? I want to know the truth..."

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Chang Jia and Yu Li stood at the door of the big tent. The soldier opened the curtain and said: "Right General, please."

Chang Zhi hesitated, his face was pale, his eyebrows were tightly knitted together, and he was struggling in his heart.

After a long time, Chang Jia said to Yu Li: "Go in!"

After saying that, he walked into the big tent first, followed closely by Yu Li, who also followed in.

There was only a thick wooden board placed in the entire tent. The person on the wooden board was covered with a white cloth, and only a frail woman could be vaguely seen.

Chang Jia clenched his fists tightly and suddenly burst into tears.

At this moment, he was so scared, more scared than letting him die.

The minutes and seconds spent with Ruqin in the past suddenly came back to him. She was standing on the stage of Zuixin Inn, dancing, her sleeves fluttering, and she said: "Chang Jia, you don't have to come here every day."

He said: "Okay, I won't come tomorrow, but you can't drive me away tonight!"

At that time, he was smiling and could joke with her unscrupulously. He thought that they could always be like this, without sadness, separation, or death...

She said: "Chang Jia, I owe you. I will pay you back in my next life. I don't love you..."

But even though she didn't love her, he still loved her heart-to-heart, heart-to-heart pain. He didn't want anything in return from her, he just wanted to look at her from afar.

Watch her dance, watch her smile, watch her be cold...

Ruqin, is it you? Is it you? Is it...

Chang Jia half-crouched next to the wooden board. Yu Li never spoke or stepped forward. She knew that no matter what the outcome was, Chang Jia would have to face it personally.

After a long time, Chang Jia finally calmed down. He turned around and said to Yu Li: "Don't you want to accompany me? Does standing so far away count as accompanying me?"

After that, he no longer cared about Yu Li and lifted up the white cloth with great calmness.

Yu Li then walked over and saw the pale face of Huajuan.

She is not beautiful, and she is not easy to remember, but in Nuanxiangyuan, Yu Li has already regarded her as a friend.

Seeing such a scene at this moment, Yu Li felt heartbroken, but she did not shed tears. She knew the purpose of this trip, and he also knew that Chang Jia's heart was hanging in the air.

"How is it? Is there anything abnormal?" Chang Jia asked.

Yu Li was silent for a moment, then took out a small bottle from his sleeve, and then slowly poured some of the liquid in the bottle onto the corpse's face.

"What are you doing?" Chang Jia couldn't bear it and hurriedly stopped him.

Yu Li didn't care, and just stared closely at the changes in the face. After a while, the skin on the face was like a quick cloth, forming several folds.

"Look!" Yu Li shouted, "She really has changed her appearance!"

Chang Jia felt depressed, as if he had been punched hard, and his half-crouching body fell backwards.

Is it really Ruqin? Is she really dead?

Chang Jia was so sad that he was almost in a trance.

Yu Li carefully uncovered the objects covering the face. These were not ordinary human skin masks, but were made from a variety of ointments. If she hadn't used the medicine to catalyze them, no one would have noticed the flaws.

When those things were cleaned up, Yu Li was stunned!

"How could this be..." she said in a nagging voice, "How could it be Meicui?"

Only then did Chang Jie come back to his senses. He stood up and looked at the woman on the wooden board. It turned out that it was not Hua Silk or Ruqin, but the missing suspect Meicui from Nuanxiangyuan!

Yu Li turned around and looked at Chang Jia doubtfully, as if seeking an answer.

After a long while, Chang Jia said: "If I guess correctly, the real murderer is Hua Ju."

Yu Li didn't say anything. This conclusion had appeared in her mind countless times just now, but she didn't understand why Huajuan wanted to kill Xiao Muyu's pretender first and then Meicui?

"What should we do now?" Yu Li asked.

Chang Jia thought for a while and said: "There is no need to report this matter to the general. Since Xiao Muyu's pretender is destined to die, it doesn't matter whose hands he dies in. It's better to let the matter end here."

Yu Li was a little surprised, but she couldn't blame Chang Jia for violating military discipline, let alone deny Chang Jia's loyalty to Gu Cenya.

Because she herself is not willing to drag the painting silk back into this whirlpool.

What's more, the painting silk is most likely Ruqin.
Chapter completed!