Evil-Natured Husband, Don’t Tease!

Her face was overwhelmed, stunned, and the heart hidden beneath her chest, first missed half a beat, then jumped wildly.

She had no control over this terrible heartbeat, the entire heart, as if it were going to jump out of her throat.

As her heart beats wildly, her breathing becomes disordered and impatient.

Not only were his hands trembling with the painting, but his whole body trembled and his face grew very pale.

His mind buzzed, his consciousness dissipated, and his thoughts were long overdue.

How did that happen?

The woman in the picture, how could it be the face of her past life?

So clear, so clear.

She came to the world and looked it up on the Internet.

There is not much history of the X-day Song Guifei, she recorded her fight with the X-day Emperor Jiangshan, and then she died in battle in the sandbox sadness story, not even her portrait has been circulated to this day.

Don't say that even the portraits of the emperor are random, different from the portraits of real people.

Like Gu Xiao, Oriental Xuan's face may be the reason for many years of dressing, and his body is stronger and more powerful than Gu Xiao's.

But in the historical portrait, an old man, a fat, short old man, five officials still painted like a monkey face ——

Pastoral, how can there be such a clear portrait of her here?

Also, a picture of her sitting on a swing in a princess suit, grieving after being penetrated into the cold house. A portrait of her riding a horse with a spear in her hand.

Riding on the horse, the picture was very clear. She raised her hand and was about to throw the spear forward. Her sleeve was broken during the war, and the bleeding wound on her arm was drained.

New wounds, old wounds, all on top, women dressed in men's clothes, bright and refreshing, the country won't let the eyebrows...

If you're not the most familiar person around, how can you paint so clearly that you can't spare the old wounds on your arm--

Suddenly, Song's worry-free heart came with a severe pain.

She covered her heart so violently that her body snapped for a moment.

The portrait of the other hand, because of the pain in her heart, her five fingers tightened and she wrinkled it.

Pastoral...

Who's Pastoral?

She looks exactly like her brother-in-law. She looks exactly like Oriental Xuan. Who are they?

This is modern painting paper. It's a modern painting brush. It's definitely painted by Pastoral Ancients.

Muguta... how does he know the look of Princess Song?

How do you know the details of her past life, even she sat on a swing and was sad to see...

My heart hurts again suddenly, my throat is sweet, a smell spills out of my throat, followed by a sticky liquid...

Song had no worries about his lips, biting his teeth, but still couldn't stop the fluid, the blood from flowing from the corner of his mouth.

She panicked, rubbed her head up, threw down the drawing paper, rushed out of the room and rushed towards the bathroom.

Gu and Pastoral walked in.

Makoto and Xu Jing watched the TV show while eating nuts in the living room.

"Where's my wife?" asked Gu Zheng. ”

"" She's upstairs resting, "said Makoto." No worries, she's tired. ”

Gu Qiu listened, the sword brow picked, this woman is weak.

He's going upstairs, too. He's going to rest with her.

Pastoral came and grabbed a handful of pistachios and said to Pastoral Heart: “I also went upstairs to rest, let the steward prepare the barbecue ingredients, and barbecue at night. ”

Pastor nodded: “Well, I'll talk to the manager later. ”

Pastoral will go upstairs and soon return to his room.

When he appeared at the door of the room, looking at the painting paper on the ground, and the fresh scent that had not yet dispersed in the air, Pastoral eyes suddenly heaved and his face changed...