Bone Painting Coroner

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update of the latest chapters of Bone Painting!Chapter 117 You Are King, I Am Shu

Ji Yunshu took out his two sandalwood boxes from Xiyuan.

One is equipped with ink pen and paint.

One is equipped with various types of knives.

This is the baby she has eaten all these years, and she can't lose it.

Of course, it was the orange bloody jade piece Wei Yi gave her.

Putting Yu Pei into her waist, she held two sandalwood boxes in one hand and a candlestick lit with wax oil lamps in one hand.

Just out of the house, I saw Ji Wanxin walking into the yard.

A white filial dress made the sick beauty more attractive, and walked in with the light outside. The delicate and picturesque face was hidden under the filial coat, only the red mole between the forehead was clearly visible.

She was sad with indescribable sadness, especially the eyes that looked at Ji Yunshu's eyes, and she was crying with tears, really melting her heart.

"Is this necessary?"

Ji Wanxin approached her, her voice soft and weak, sentimental.

"Ji Pei is dead!" The four words lightly overflowed from Ji Yunshu's mouth.

Hearing this news, Ji Wanxin's beautiful eyebrows were rumpled fiercely, and tears immediately flowed out, reaching out and touching Ji Yunshu's cold hand.

Heartache: "You waited for two years, haven't you already made the worst plan?"

"No, for the past two years, I have always considered him alive."

"Yunshu..."

"Without Ji Pei, my heart is dead, you don't use it to persuade me, you know, I can't bear it anymore."

Ji Yunshu was very firm. Those eyes, with no emotion, and the hand holding the candlestick were slightly hard.

Ji Wanxin's words rolled in his throat, and he sighed, trying to persuade her.

"Even if you leave Jifu now, you don't need to make the situation so bad. The third brother just died, and the father and grandmother were heartbroken. You just made this trouble, and you will get a title that the six relatives don't recognize. , It’s not easy for me."

"Are you ringing the alarm for me?"

"Yunshu, I'm for you."

"No more." She whispered, and at a moment, she took off the veil on her face.

The slender dark red scar was revealed in Ji Wanxin's eyes under the candlelight in his hands.

She knew that Ji Yunshu had ruined her face, but she didn't expect it to be too bad. She teared open her delicate face, and looked ugly.

"This……"

Ji Wanxin burst into tears, and felt distressed.

Ke Yunshu smiled coldly: "This scar is my original owner for this body, and it has been given to the Ji family for many years. From now on, the former Ji Yunshu should be dead."

No, that Ji Yunshu is dead!

She just lived for her for five years, like a puppet.

Now, she was tired and tired. The original Ji Yunshu, who was good at forbearance, really disappeared the moment she learned that Ji Pei was dead.

Ji Wanxin is still pondering the meaning of her words.

What is the original owner?

What is dead?

She listened indifferently.

And Ji Yunshu had brought the veil back, walked around her, walked behind her, and stopped.

Turning back to her, Ji Yunshu asked: "You know, at that time, who revealed what I and Ji Pei said under the plum tree?"

Ji Wanxin shook his body faintly and slowly spit out a few words.

"I do not know."

"You didn't lie to me?"

"No!"

Having received a response, Ji Yunshu did not continue to ask, and stepped out of the hospital.

When Ji Wanxin turned around, all she saw was Ji Yunshu's cloaked back, with an oil lamp in her hand, gradually moving away.

She gritted her teeth, and her heart was inexplicably unpleasant, and the distress in her eyes was swept away, and the rubbing in her eyes was thick with confusion and jealousy.

She doesn't understand now, why Jing Rong can burn the teng whip that the emperor gave to her father for her, and sent her to the prison for the sake of her, even if she is ruined now, the man still cannot leave. .

Why?

On birth, on appearance, she is not as good as Ji Yunshu!

Even the person who first met Jingrong is also himself!

A few days ago, the day when a banquet was held to treat the noble guests from Beijing, the moment Jing Rong came in, her heart was already deeply impressed on him.

Nowadays, it cannot be pulled out and cannot be pushed open!

"Why, why do you always grab my favorite?"

A vicious tone, very strange...

The front yard, the entire hall, has been surrounded by fire, and the Ji family is busy pumping water to extinguish.

The coffin was moved out of the hall, the fire spread, and the coffin was moved out a little closer to the gate.

Ji Yunshu returned to the front yard, everyone was busy fighting the fire, and she seemed to have forgotten her culprit.

She glanced indifferently at the hall surrounded by the fire, and turned her attention to the coffin of Ji Yuanzhi.

Then, he pulled a piece of white cloth satin from the beam of the house firmly and threw it on the coffin, and the candlestick in his hand was pushed down at the same time.

White cloth satin burst into flames instantly!

When everyone reacted, the coffin was already wrapped in fire!

Ji Yunshu, standing upright, was leaving the gate of Jifu step by step.

Behind, there is a blazing flame. She seems to be the phoenix of Nirvana's rebirth. Apart from all the intolerance and kindness, she wants to use the fire to burn everything cold!

The whole Jifu, shouting, crying, burst into pieces!

Langbo was on the side beam of the room. After snooping everything, he jumped off the room beam.

Quickly ran to a dark place not far from Jifu, and reported: "The fire was released by Ji girl, and the coffin of Ji Yuanzhi was also burned!"

Unexpectedly, that little Nizi was so ruthless!

Jing Rong put his hands behind his back, his eyes raised fiercely, and his lips twitched: "Since it has already caught fire, I am not afraid that the fire will be bigger."

"Yes, my subordinates understand."

As a result, Langpo took a few people and sneaked into the backyard of Jifu, the three courtyards in the southeast and the north, and lit three fires respectively!

The whole Jifu, caught in a huge flame!

After Ji Yunshu left the house, he didn't go far, and he saw Jingrong was waiting for himself.

He stood under a dilapidated lantern, with the shadow of the mottled treetops around him, swaying, as if hiding him a bit unreal and unreal.

Such a sight, without the rash and frivolous eyes, he was still very attractive in a flash.

It seems that Ji Yunshu is not uncommon!

When she approached, Jing Rong asked her, "Have you made a good decision?"

"Yes."

"So, what do you have to explain?"

"Bring Wei Yi."

"Okay, the king promised you, but what else?"

"You are a prince, I am a man!"

You are king, I am Shu!

Undoubtedly it was not a prompt, reminding him that even if Ji Pei died, she could not accommodate him.

The feeling of being torn apart by someone's heart finally made him realize it.

But in the end, he frowned deeply.

"Okay, this king remembered it."