Lin Donghe was as frightened as a mountain. This man brought him here, deserted and had not shown up for three months, but someone measured his face every day. The more he did, the more fear he was, the more severe he was.

However, fear cannot change everything he will encounter.

When a handsome and elegant face as beautiful as a landscape painting appeared in front of me, Lin Donghe was stunned for a long time. He seemed to have seen this person somewhere, and he looked familiar.

A man with a pretty face looks like a young face at first glance, but if you look closely, you will find that although his skin is smooth and firm, it seems to be pulled hard by something to the root of his hair. His cheeks seem to be full and tense, but when he smiles, he has a bit of unnatural stiffness. A person's face can change a lot, but how can his eyes change?

This person's eyes were not as energetic and natural as young people, but were covered with gloom.

"Lin Donghe, haven't you seen me? Don't be in a hurry now!"

As soon as the strange man spoke, Lin Donghe seemed to be struck by lightning, and widened her eyes and looked at the strange man with an incredible expression.

“Oh————”

Lin Donghe wanted to speak, but his tongue had long been cut off by Lin Jian's orders, and his limbs and veins were also broken. He is now a useless person.

He questioned the man in front of him with his eyes, why did he arrest such a useless man like him? Did they have any grudges before? He wants to take revenge?

"Don't worry, I'm not interested in torture you. Lin Jian likes torture you day after day. That's his business. I just want your face. When things are done, I will give you a happy time."

The strange man smiled and said, "It was obviously a killer who came to take his life, but he just said that Lin Donghe wanted to be grateful to him."

Lin Donghe looked at this seemingly young face and finally remembered who this man looked like?

Pang Rui!!

But he is definitely not Pang Rui! Then who is he? What does it have to do with Pang Rui?

"You don't need to know who I am. You just need to come and see if this face looks like it?"

Pang Fengyu seemed to have the ability to read the mind, and every sentence was said to Lin Donghe’s heart.

Lin Donghe has never met such a gloomy and terrible person. It can be said that every part of this person's body exudes a strange aura. Even his face has undergone many subsequent transformations.

However, the next scene is what Lin Donghe is most afraid of.

What Pang Fengyu's subordinates showed him was an elaborate mask. When the mask was fitted on his face, he seemed to see himself five years ago, handsome and majestic.

He was also the Prince of Fengyun in Kyoto of the Celestial Empire.

But now-

Lin Donghe gestured to Pang Fengyu with his eyes, what should I do to make such a mask?

Although he was not sure who the man in front of him was Pang Rui, he really became more and more like him the more he looked at him.

"Put it on him." As Pang Feng received an order, his subordinates immediately forced the mask to Lin Donghe's face. A pungent and unpleasant smell made people sick, and Lin Donghe couldn't help but retching.

Before he could get used to the unpleasant smell, he felt an indescribable itch on his face. He reached out to grab it, but his tendons had been broken and he had no strength to raise his hand. He was anxious and rolling and shouting on the ground, but no one could understand what was shouting.

Lin Donghe only felt that such a strange itchy feeling was even more painful than the torture he suffered in Lin Jian.

"It seems that the experiment has not been successful. Do you want me to appear in front of those people wearing this mask that is enough to disfigure me?" Pang Feng spoke out when he met Yin Yin. Although he smiled at the moment, if he thought he was joking, he would be very wrong.

Pang Fengyu cherishes his face the most, and he is definitely several times more caring than the women in the world. In order to make his face look the same as before, he does not hesitate to try any medicine and folk remedies that can make him radiant, but he only uses it on his face after experimenting on others.

He has been waiting for so many years and does not want to ascend the throne to the emperor in the future, but he is already an old man. If he wants to fulfill his grand wish when he was young, he must remain young.

However, if he wants to ascend the throne smoothly and block the public, he must first have the identity of a member of the Lin Dynasty, and Lin Donghe is the only candidate. However, if this mask is not foolproof, Pang Fengyu will definitely not use it on his face.

"Pick it off for him first, and try again later." Pang Fengyu waved his hand, his face becoming more gloomy.

He raised his hand and gently touched his elastic face, and involuntarily raised his orchid fingers. He looked at Lin Donghe who was struggling on the ground, shook his head with a boring expression.

The black-clothed guard who had been pressing Lin Donghe and refused to move around, then took off the mask on Lin Donghe's face. However, terrifying red pustules appeared on Lin Donghe's face.

"Master, it seems like he was poisoned by corpse."

One of the guards reported in a low voice.

Lin Donghe was so painful that she was even more frightened when she heard the guards' words.

Corpse poison?

How could he be poisoned by corpse?

Could it be that the mask's skin was taken off the dead man's face?

"What are you so surprised? Do you know that the skin on the faces of living people have also tried it. Unfortunately, the smell of blood is too heavy and too wet. Once it is dried, it is easier to deform. On the contrary, the skin on the faces of dead people has lost its blood and part of its elasticity, but it is dry skin, which is the most suitable for masks."

Another guard looked at Lin Donghe with disdain, but what he said made Lin Donghe completely desperate.

The corpse poison enters the body and dies suddenly soon.

He died at the hands of an unknown person! He didn't know who killed him after he died!!

He widened his eyes and stared at Pang Fengyu's leaving back fiercely. The red and swollen pussy on his face seemed to explode at any time.

"Give him some fun."

Pang Feng passed a sentence slowly and turned around and left the room.

The two guards were obviously used to dealing with such bloody scenes. One of them pointed Lin Donghe's acupoints, and the other pulled out the dagger hanging from his waist, and couldn't help but swaying in front of Lin Donghe.

"There are countless people who have been solved by our brothers. There are hundreds of skins used by the master to change his face. This is the first time I heard that this corpse poison is not properly treated, but it will be contagious. We must be careful."

"Don't worry, as long as you soak your body in glutinous rice water within an hour, you will be fine, but don't forget to break his spine, so that he can't be reincarnated and seek revenge for us."

The two guards said and looked at each other, and Lin Donghe was completely the lamb to be slaughtered on the chopping board.

They were once a kid in Kyoto, so they naturally paid special attention to these things. As long as they cut off their tendons, cut off their tongues, and smashed their spine, they would not be reincarnated as human beings, and they would never have the chance to seek revenge on them in the next life.

Lin Donghe's tongue had long been cut off by Lin Jian, and his hands and feet had long been broken, leaving only his spine to break.

As Lin Donghe screamed, after the screams, everything returned to peace.

Lin Donghe would never have thought that before he died, all his spines were broken. Accompanied by the sharp pain in his heart, a sharp knife smeared his neck.

The moment the blood gushed out, he gritted his teeth and sweared that no matter how much the price he paid, he must be reincarnated and reborn! In another life, he will be more ruthless than this life, and will do whatever he wants without achieving his goal!!

If he was cruel enough at the beginning and could kill Linghu Manyue at the earliest, he wouldn't have been today!

Until the last moment, Lin Donghe still didn't think he had done anything wrong. Instead, he felt that his temporary softness was the root cause of his current situation.

It is destined. If he really has a next life, if he never regrets it, it is just a repeat of the end of this life.

——

Prince's Mansion

Another moonlight passed in a blink of an eye.

An Jie's funeral came to an end for the time being, and Lin Dongyao brought most of An Jie's books back to the royal palace.

Everything in the palace seemed to be proceeding step by step, but Lin Dongyao felt more and more that what he had discovered in the past few days was unusual.

Just as his thoughts were flying and he didn't know how to take the next step, the door creaked and opened. Only the ones who could enter and exit freely in his study were the Chunyue and Qiyuan. Since there were only footsteps and no other movements after coming in, it was just the Full Moon.

"Ginseng Tea? Aren't you allowed you to have a good rest? The kitchen people don't know how to look at you."

Seeing Manyue coming in with ginseng tea, a two-king king started to recite it again, not once or twice, but Manyue still insisted that as long as he handled official duties in the study, she would have to prepare steaming ginseng tea or other soups for him.

"Then you won't drink it?" Man Yue walked to him with a smile.

When Gancha was put down, he raised his hand and naturally stroked the treasure in her belly.

"I can't bear to drink it."

"I know."

Full Moon sat next to him with a smile.

"The Yellow Flowers"?"

Seeing that Lin Dongyao had a very rare book on his desk, Man Yue looked at him in confusion.

"Do you know this book?" Lin Dongyao asked her softly.

"This book is a collection of poems written by a female poet of the previous dynasty. The plot is good, but the content is too sad, and the writing is good, but the coherence is poor."

It was not impossible to read the books of the previous dynasty in this dynasty, but "The Yellow Flowers" was written by a woman and there was no big response, so few people read this book in this dynasty.

"It's my grandfather's book."

Lin Dongyao suddenly lowered his eyes when he said this, as if he was in a strange tangle.

"Did you find something?"

They are husband and wife. If something is wrong with him, how could she not feel? Moreover, when he mentioned that this was An Jie's book, her heart also skipped a beat.

"This book is very old, and I have read many places dozens of times. With my grandfather's temperament, how could I read such a book? But this book was found in the secret wall behind his desk in the study, so I think this book is more like a secret book that conveys messages."
Chapter completed!