Author: Gongsun Xiaoyue

King Xuan's originally cold and violent expression showed a trace of emotion.

Ying Ning had already walked three feet opposite him.

At this distance, let alone an expert archer like Ying Ning, even an ordinary person could hit his heart.

"You are not Gu Changyuan." Ying Ning stared at him.

"I'm not Gu Changyuan, who else could I be?"

"I want you to say it yourself!" Ying Ning stared into his eyes tightly, not allowing him to escape.

He smiled: "Why don't you tell me first, why do you think I'm not Gu Changyuan?"

"I trust my feelings."

"What does it feel like?"

"Gu Changyuan would not ignore Queen Mother Hua after hearing that she was ill, would not be so indifferent to me, would not let Golden Phoenix Butterfly touch him, and would not kneel in front of my mother's soul and cry until her heart breaks. The last point,

He will not seize the throne of Little Eleven, let alone kill him!" Ying Ning said word for word, "The most important thing is that you give me the wrong feeling."

"I don't know what it feels like."

"I can't tell." Ying Ning's voice became lower. "Maybe it's the look, maybe it's... the action? In short, since you came back from Sanhua'an, I felt that something was wrong with you. You didn't even bother to pretend. It's obvious that you

I also know that you can't hide it from me."

"Hahaha." He laughed, "I've been wondering how long it would take you to realize that I am not me."

"Who are you?!"

"You already have the answer in your mind, don't you?"

"I want you to speak for yourself!" Ying Ning took a step forward, the tip of the arrow approaching his heart, "Tell me."

At such a close distance, her hands were shaking slightly.

"I am Tang Qing." He replied softly.

"ah."

When Ying Ning heard this answer, she took a short breath.

It was as if the heavy stone that had been weighing on her heart had been lifted.

She took half a step back and lowered the bow and arrow in her hand.

There was no discernible expression on her face.

Even she herself couldn't tell whether she was feeling sad or happy at this moment.

"It's really you, Third Brother." She murmured, "Where's him? Where's Gu Changyuan? What happened at Sanhua'an that day?"

She raised her head and stared at him: "Third brother, tell me everything, don't hide anything."

Tang Qing said slowly: "I don't know the specific process. It was Fuyu. He used the lives of Hua Ruoxi and Master Huiyuan to force Fa Tong to use a Buddhist soul-transfer secret technique to separate my soul from Gu Changyuan's.

Yes, exchanged."

Ying Ning fell to the ground.

She said: "So, Gu Changyuan is dead."

"Yes." Tang Qing said softly, "I heard them say that Gu Changyuan is not going to die soon and will not live for a few days."

Ying Ning stared at his face blankly.

There were mixed emotions in her eyes that Tang Qing couldn't see through.

He only knew that what he was looking at was not him, but another person.

"Do you know about this?" Tang Qing asked.

"What?"

"Gu Changyuan's life is long gone."

"Oh, I know." Ying Ning was still stunned, "Why did Fuyu do this?"

"I have no idea."

Fuyu committed suicide, and Huiyuan Fatong also died.

The only person who might know the truth now is Hua Ruoxi!

But Hua Ruoxi is sometimes sober and confused now, unable to speak a complete sentence, and nothing useful can be asked from her mouth.

Ying Ning was silent for a while and whispered, "Third brother, since you are not Gu Changyuan, I'm afraid you are not qualified to be the emperor. Why do you insist on taking Xiao Shiyi's throne?"

"In order for the Li family not to be bullied and plotted against," Tang Qing said, "Why can't I be the emperor? I am..."

"What?" Yingning asked.
Chapter completed!