688. Chapter 688 The red gauze tent warms the night 20
"Yeah." Hu Gechi reached out and took the gold scale on the tray, "You guys go down, you don't need to wait here."
Xi Po and the maid looked at each other. Although this was against the rules, the person in front of them was not an ordinary person. This was the Khan's favorite son and the God of Death of Dayuan. Although at this time Hu Gechi looked extremely handsome.
There is nothing special about it, but there is still a vague cold aura surrounding him.
Xipo hurriedly bowed and left, as they did not dare to violate the killing god's intention.
The room became quiet again, and it was so quiet that people felt an inexplicable depression in their hearts.
Arnold's whole heart seemed to be lifted up. He stared at the figure in the gap with his eyes, and kept shouting in his heart, "Brother Hu, don't get close to her. This is a trap." However, his whole body was covered with acupuncture points.
She couldn't control it and couldn't make a sound from her throat. She was really helpless. Her eyes stared blankly, and two lines of tears slowly flowed down unknowingly.
Hu Gechi stood in front of the bed for a long time, holding a golden weighing rod in his hand, but there was no trace of joy on his handsome face. The atmosphere became more and more weird, and it took him a long time to break the silence, "
Amul, you haven’t eaten for a day, are you hungry?”
Wearing a red gauze hijab and a wedding dress, Tuoba Yanrong couldn't help but hold her hands together nervously for some reason. The distance between the two of them was so close, so close that she seemed to be able to smell his unique scent.
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"Want to eat?" Hu Gechi walked to the bed, put the scale in his hand aside, and gently lifted off the red gauze with one hand.
Behind the red gauze is a face that is exactly the same as Arnold's. There is tension and restraint on his face, and his eyebrows are also lifelike. "I'm not hungry." The same voice, even the tone is so similar.
Behind the screen, Arnold was stunned. She stared blankly at the woman who was exactly the same as herself. This was Tuoba Yanrong’s purpose, right? Let her see Hu Gechi with her own eyes. She couldn’t even tell the truth from the false. What’s more,
It made her understand that what Hu Ge Chi loved was only superficial, and it had nothing to do with who the person was under that face. Her heart throbbed, and the pain was like countless tiny needles following her in her heart.
The blood flowed and spread to every corner of her body, and the pain was so painful that she couldn't even breathe.
Hu Gechi walked to the table not far away and said, "Amul, Han people have a rule to drink a glass of Hexin wine. Today is our wedding. Although you usually don't drink at all, you must have a glass of wine this time."
"Okay, I will listen to you in everything."
Arnold felt as if someone had stabbed him in his heart. Hu Gechi didn't realize that this woman was not her, and he actually wanted to drink Hexin wine with this woman who was pretending to be her.
Hu Gechi held a wine glass in one hand, and a smile appeared on his handsome face. He walked up to Tuoba Yanrong, stretched out his hand and handed the golden cup to her, "Let's drink together."
Tuoba Yanrong couldn't tell whether it was sweet or sour in her heart. What was sweet was that she was the one drinking this glass of wine with Hu Gechi, but what was sour was that there was another face on her face. The man in front of her was so...
Excellent, she had liked him for so many years, but now she was in his eyes. However, she knew that the figure in those light brown eyes was not entirely her. But even so, she still looked at him proudly.
Looking towards the screen in the distance, Arnold, have you seen it? He can't recognize it, he can't tell that I'm fake.