"Stop pretending!" Dongfang Jing's face darkened, her eyes were icy cold, "I can recognize you, you are not him!"
"Heh...hehe!" Murong Qianjue abruptly withdrew his hand, and then pressed her tightly under him, holding her chin with one hand, and laughed softly, "Ah Jing...it's been so long, you can be regarded as I recognize you!"
"Ah... Ah Jing?!" The blood on Dongfang Jing's face disappeared instantly, and she looked at the man on her body in shock, "You...how did you know?!"
"Your master is also Yuchi Wuyou's split personality, why didn't you know?!" Murong Qianjue coldly raised the corners of his lips, with a cruel smile on his face, "Little girl, to be honest, the first time I saw you, my master From the first glance, Master recognized you!"
From the first time he saw her, he had already recognized her? !
Dongfang Jing was shocked!
"Who are you?! Xuanyuan Longting?!" Her eyes were full of horror, and she asked tentatively! Worry-free personality... The only personality she dares to get close to is Zongzheng Fusu! Because in her opinion, only Zongzheng Fusu's temperament is closest to the original worry-free!
"Xuanyuan Longting?! Ha! Haha!" Murong Qianjue couldn't help but mocked, "Is it because that kid raped you before, and you only remember him?! How long has Xuanyuan Longting's personality only come out? How can he be compared with the master?!"
beat her...
Every word of Murong Qianjue was full of thorns, and he opened up Dongfang Jing's old wounds mercilessly!
The cruelty of that night has always remained in her mind, and she can't get rid of it!
Dongfang Jing used many methods, and finally persuaded herself to forget, and now... the wound was torn open by Murong Qianjue again!
Dongfang Jing looked at the man in front of her vigilantly, feeling more and more sad in her heart!
He is not Xuanyuan Longting, so it proves... he is another personality of Wuyou!
Dongfang Jing's chest suddenly rose and fell, making her sick! She hates herself like this, it's not enough to be defiled by Xuanyuan Longting, but today... she has to be defiled by another man!
"Ah Jing, my master's name is Murong Qianjue, the Murong who admires your beauty, the eternally beautiful Qianjue!" Murong Qianjue didn't bother to continue playing the role of Zongzheng Fusu, so he simply revealed his identity in front of Dongfang Jing, "Ah Jing... we I saw it a long time ago, do you remember?"
Murong Qianjue, the Murong who admired her face, the eternally beautiful Qianjue!
Remember! She remembered!
Dongfang Jing looked into Murong Qianjue's purple eyes in astonishment, and said tremblingly, "So... you were the one who broke my legs from the beginning, not Fusu at all! Later, Tang Wu Tang healed my legs , the person who asked me to get the antidote is also you!"
"Isn't it?" Murong Qianjue shrugged, "Why do you think Zongzheng Fusu's stump suddenly seemed to be lowered by someone, and he was going to meet you every three days?! Ah Jing, it's Master The one who recognized you first, Zongzheng Fusu... He still doesn't know that the third sister he loves so much is the woman he hated the most and destroyed all the families of his prince's house a year ago!"
Dongfang Jing's heart trembled endlessly.
Murong Qianjue's gorgeous and handsome face suddenly took a step closer, "Ah Jing, let me tell you a secret... When I am sleeping, I can communicate with Zongzheng Fusu!"
Dongfang Jing's long armor tugged on the bed sheet under her body, almost tearing blood marks.
"A Jing, you know, if I tell him your identity..."