When Yu Wenyi heard this, his big eyes flashed, he tilted his head and thought for a while and said: "I remember reading it in a doctor's book. It was a thaumaturgy from Pianwu Mountain. I remember there was a disguise technique.
You can use real skin to be transplanted on another person's face, and then no one can tell the difference, and it requires someone with very high skill in disguise to avoid leaving traces, but this skill has been lost for a long time."
Use real human skin? Yun Jingchu couldn't help but take a breath and felt a chill down her spine. What she thought of was a very terrifying scene, and she didn't dare to think about whose real skin was taken, so she asked
Others: "No matter how airtight the wall is, there will always be loopholes. Is there no way to identify them?"
Yu Wenyi touched his neck for no apparent reason, and seemed to think hard: "I seem to remember that there is a medicine, but it can identify disguises. If my sister wants to know whether the person has changed his appearance, just get this medicine.
Apply it on the face and you can show the traces of sutures." Because Butler Han appeared and suddenly asked him to read those medical books, he liked reading and studying them very much. For some reason, he could remember everything he read.
After he allowed Caining to recover, he felt that he really had two brushes, so Yun Jingchu continued to ask: "What kind of medicine is it?"
"It is a kind of medicine that requires twenty kinds of medicinal materials to be brewed." Yuwen Yi recalled for a moment, then quickly listed the twenty kinds of medicinal materials, then frowned and said: "These nineteen kinds can be found everywhere
, there is only one kind of medicinal material called Tianxiang cardamom, which is very difficult to find, and it is very likely that you cannot find it."
"Naturally fragrant cardamom?" Yun Jingchu frowned slightly. She had actually seen this kind of medicine in books. It was a very rare medicine introduction and difficult to find.
Eunuch Gui on the side also spoke: "I have heard of this heavenly fragrant cardamom in the palace. It was a treasure that Qitian Kingdom paid tribute to the late emperor, but it suddenly disappeared later."
Yun Jingchu's face darkened slightly, and she was still wondering where she could find this kind of medicine.
"Sister, don't worry, I'll ask Butler Han to help you find it." Yu Wenyi looked at Yun Jingchu and said with a sweet smile: "Butler Han loves me the most. As long as I ask, he will definitely be willing to help my sister.
"
"Steward Han?!" When Yu Wenyi said Steward Han again, Yun Jingchu's beautiful eyes flashed with surprise. However, Tianxiang cardamom is a treasure and difficult to find. Maybe this silly prince was just teasing himself, so he said:
"My lord, please stop lying to me."
"Huh!" Yu Wenyi's eyes turned red and he said aggrievedly: "I never lie. Butler Han is very powerful. There is nothing wrong with him. I didn't lie..."
Yu Wenyi was so excited that everyone in the room looked at each other for a while. Yun Jingchu immediately said apologetically: "Sister, I know I was wrong. I know you never lie. I relied on you to help me find the fragrant cardamom that day."
Yuwen Yixian laughed through tears, sniffed and nodded: "Then I will leave the palace immediately and go back to see Butler Han."
"Is Butler Han always in the palace?" Yun Jingchu still had some doubts about Butler Han, so she asked tentatively.
Yu Wenyi shook his head, his beautiful eyes flashed with complaint and said: "He doesn't spend all the time in the house. Occasionally he will go out to do business. Sometimes he will be there for ten days and a half, like yesterday.
Went out again.
"Then why did you go back to find him immediately?" Yun Jingchu was even more surprised after hearing this.
"Hehe... I have a way." Yu Wenyi raised his neck in a showy manner, patted his chest complacently, and said, "Sister, just wait for my good news."
There was a strange color in Yun Jingchu's eyes, but she nodded calmly...
As night falls, the colorful curtains of sea dragon beads in the bathing pool hang down layer by layer, covering the spreading water mist. Sandalwood agarwood slowly floats from the copper unicorn furnace in the corner of the hall, and wisps of coiled pillars curl around and diffuse, making the circuitous and sweet atmosphere.
Fragrant people.
The sound of rushing water flowed quietly. Yun Jingchu was bathing alone in the pool, with two snow-white arms resting on the water. Her mind was sorting out her thoughts. For some reason, after knowing some truths, she really
Surprisingly, the Situ Yan she remembered would never treat her like this, and now she finally felt a little comforted.
It turned out that the person who had been framing her was not Situ Yan, but Situ Xuan, the concubine of the Situ family. But she still didn't understand a little bit. What happened to the real Situ Yan in the end? She didn't know whether she was dead or alive, and where is she now?
At this time, Luyi came in with a clean set of female official uniforms. Just as he was about to put it on for Yun Jingchu, he shouted in surprise: "Jingchu, the birthmark on your back is getting deeper and deeper."
"Birthmark?" Yun Jingchu's heart jolted, and she could hardly believe her ears. Someone seemed to have told her in her memory that she also had a birthmark on her back. Could it be... Yun Jingchu raised her eyes in disbelief,
He asked blankly: "What kind of birthmark is it?"
"It's a birthmark that looks like a lotus flower. I discovered it when I was taking you to bathe. At that time, you told me that this birthmark has been there since you were a child." Luyi put the clothes aside without noticing and left.
He went to the side and took out two bronze mirrors, handed them to Yun Jingchu and said, "But this birthmark is deeper than before."
Yun Jingchu stretched out her hand to take the bronze mirror and told Lu Yi to leave first. After watching Lu Yi retreat, Yun Jingchu immediately placed the bronze mirrors one behind the other. She could see clearly through the two bronze mirrors.
After the birthmark on her back, her heart tightened tightly, causing her breathing to freeze and panic. Even if it meant death, she had never been so afraid...
She saw that the shape of the fetus really looked like a lotus. Except for the increasingly darker color, this birthmark was exactly the same as the birthmark in her memory. The bronze mirror in her hand suddenly fell, and Yun Jing's heart was as sharp as a knife.
Now she finally knows why Yun Jingchu wanted to save the Shen family, or even herself, on the day the Shen family was executed...
She and Situ Yan had grown up together and had always been very close. When she was ten years old, Situ Yan suddenly told her that her back had been itchy for a long time and asked her to take a look. So she opened her clothes and saw
She had a lotus-shaped birthmark on her back, and for some reason Situ Yan asked her to keep it a secret, and not even her parents knew about it.
Looking at the birthmark in the mirror, Yun Jingchu was as stiff as a stone. All the strength in her body seemed to have been drained away. Her tightly pinched fingers made a clicking sound! It turned out that Yun Jingchu's real body was Situ Yan. No wonder
The first time she saw herself in the mirror, she felt that the charm between her eyebrows was somewhat familiar. This was the good sister she had been close to since childhood.
At this moment, her heart was really three points colder than seven feet of ice in nine freezing days. If she hadn't experienced it personally, she would never have believed that she was reborn into Situ Yan. In an instant, that shocking feeling
The suffocating grief came to her heart again, and her breathing suddenly became difficult. She could no longer hold on. She dived into the pool, hugged herself tightly, and her crystal tears fell uncontrollably——
As if to be cut off from this complicated world, she couldn't tell whether it was water or tears in the pool. She hoped that the tears she shed could wash away everything, whether it was her scarred heart or Situ Yan's
All the pain endured...
Just like rewinding the tape, scenes from childhood with Situ Yan are emerging, and those memorable scenes are constantly being replayed.
Yun Jingchu closed her eyes in pain. The clear and piercing pain that day was like a sharp knife, piercing her heart, making her almost unable to breathe. With the sound of "shua", Yun Jingchu rushed out quickly
When she got out of the water, she held the edge of the pool tightly with both hands, took a few deep breaths, and pushed the edge of the pool with her slender, white hands. She squeezed her hands tightly, her knuckles turned white, and she seemed to feel that her heart was bleeding.
Situ Xuan, why are you doing this to us? Burning with anger and grief, Yun Jingchu quickly picked up the clothes on the side and put them on, and ran out of Huining Palace somewhat uncontrollably.
In the dark night, it is quiet and peaceful. Deep in the Royal Flower Garden, it is bustling like brocade. The autumn wind is bleak, blowing the shadows of the flowers and swaying.
A slender figure is sitting alone, with long hair flying around, and her clothes fluttering. She is holding a wine bottle in her left hand, her posture is as elegant as a fairy, pouring and drinking by herself, she is already a bit drunk. In the air, the faint fragrance of flowers is mixed with the strong aroma of wine.
, coupled with the silver moonlight shrouded in poetry and picturesqueness, the woman is like a flower fairy falling into the mortal world.
That night, perhaps the sky also knew this sad thing. The moon instantly hid in the clouds, and only a few sparse stars appeared and disappeared.
Yun Jingchu let the breeze ruthlessly pass by her delicate face, which looked so pale. The suffocating grief hit her heart again. She was breathing hard, and the crystal tears fell uncontrollably, one drop after another.
There was hatred, resentment, and deep resentment in those tears.
"Look, how embarrassed you look now?" Pointing at his heart with a slender finger, he shouted loudly: "Don't cry. If you let them know, you will only gloat."
She wiped away the tears from the corner of her eyes with her slender hands, and kept telling herself not to cry, but the tears still kept coming out. She couldn't help but drink a glass of wine, and drank it down. Her throat burned, and she looked up at the bright moon in the sky.
, refusing to be fragile, letting his vision blur, but stubbornly refusing to let tears flow down...
At this time, a clear voice sounded: "You can't touch alcohol, have you forgotten?" There seemed to be a little helplessness in the tone.
Hearing this voice, Yun Jingchu immediately retracted his thoughts, turned around and saw a man standing not far away. The man was dressed in dust-free white clothes, as flawless as snow, with a soft white jade mask on his face, like a bright round.
Yue, those soul-stirring eyes were staring at her for a moment, and their eyes seemed no longer cold and evil, but had a more complicated and unspeakable look.
It's him, the mysterious man from before, but this time, he is no longer dressed in black, with a black cloth covering his face...