C7 Scrub with Tiger Skin

Meng Zixian's heart skipped a beat. This time, he had run into an old acquaintance of the original owner.

Right now, he was just using Meng Zixian's skin as a support. He had heard from Ling'er about Meng Zixian's past, but in reality, he didn't have any memories of Meng Zixian.

There was a huge difference in their powers. The man in front of her could take away her life in a few minutes. In desperation, Meng Zixian could only call her over.

"I'm not Meng Zixian, I'm already dead, but I don't know what happened. When I woke up, I would be this woman."

She told him all of her secrets. Whether she believed him or not depended on the man in front of her.

Qi He was silent for a long time. She let go of the dagger on her neck. Her clear eyes stared at her, looking up and down. It was as if under his gaze, she couldn't hide her thoughts.

Meng Zixian sighed helplessly and rubbed her face for a while. Her cheeks were red from rubbing, but her face was still the same.

"It's hard for me to accept this reality, but that's the truth. This body isn't my own. The real Meng Zixian …" After saying that, Meng Zi pointed at the terrifying scars on his neck.

"She probably died when she was hanging."

Qi He frowned and looked at Meng Zixian's neck. The purple marks were so deep that one could even see the lines on the rope.

Last night at the palace, they also said that Meng Zixian hanged herself, and even the imperial physician said that there was no way to reverse the situation.

Although he was still a bit suspicious, the woman in front of him was exactly the same as Meng Zixian. Even the cinnabar mole on her earlobes looked the same, but her personality was very different.

It was not that Qi He hadn't heard about returning the dead to their souls, but now that he had met one, it was still hard to accept.

The girl in front of him was wiping the blood off her neck in a barbaric manner. She picked up the outer garment on the ground in dissatisfaction and put it on.

"You really don't recognize me?" Qi He asked.

Meng Zixian raised her eyes and glanced at him. "I don't recognize you. I only heard that Imperial Concubine Jing call you Qi He."

"I am the prime minister of the imperial court, Song Qi River."

Prime Minister? Meng Zixian's face showed some surprise. She frowned and looked him up and down. Finally, she shook her head and sighed.

"Prime Minister, why do you want to fight with the Emperor for a woman and risk your life to meet him in private in the middle of the night?"

Although that Jingfei had an extraordinary temperament, in Meng Zixian's eyes, it was easy to lose money in a business deal, and she would not do that.

After she finished this sentence, Song Que could confirm that she wasn't Meng Zixian.

Meng Zixian was sent to the palace to be a spy, and he knew his temperament very well.

The real Meng Zixian also knew about him and Jing Fei. However, the woman in front of him clearly didn't know.

"Prime Minister, since everything has been said, can you let me go?"

Meng Zixian squeezed out a smile and smiled obsequiously, "I'm not the Meng Zixian you know, so could you please help me get rid of the medicine you fed me?"

The man used his sleeve to wipe away the blood on the dagger before putting it back into his sleeve. His face returned to a warm jade-like smile as his thin lips parted.

"No."

"Why?!" Meng Zixian couldn't help but question him. She glared at him and asked, "What medicine did you drug me with? "I already said that I'm not Meng Zixian, and I'm not harmful to you!"

Song Que's voice was cold, "Naturally, Meng Zian is harmless to me, but you are different. "Your martial arts are strong and your personality is tough. You won't be able to tame it if you don't have any abilities."

"How did you know I would listen to you? Since I know that my martial arts are powerful, I can leave this palace compound as I please. " Meng Zixian had never liked being bound by people, and hearing this caused her heart to be filled with rage.

"Because you cherish your life. People who cherish their life are easier to use."

Song Que's eyes swept across her stomach: "I gave you the Piercing Intestine Powder, there are two of them in total, and they are used like a Gu." The medicine is as its name implies. If you do not accept the antidote, as long as I smash the other one, the poison in your body will spread out, and you will die from it piercing your intestines. "

Hearing the words "Gut Piercing Powder", Meng Zixian's heart sank. Five hundred years later, there would still be people who would use this poison. It was even more effective than insect poison in controlling people.

This was because other than the antidote, there was no other way to remove it.

Meng Zixian had suffered losses and even lost her life in the past few years, but she had never been as sullen as she was now.

But Song Qishen was right, she, Meng Zixian, cared for her life.

The purpose of her life was, first, life, and second, money.

Last time, he died because of money. Now, he didn't want to die too early without getting any money.

"Aren't you afraid that I'll tell the emperor that you're secretly engaged with Jingfei and that you're in a life and death struggle?" Although she already had a few choices, Meng Zixian still didn't want to ask.

Song Qishen slightly raised his chin and pointed to the direction of the Wolong Palace, "The emperor's sleeping quarters are over there. If you want to go, then go ahead. If worst comes to worst, we can just kill you."

Then, the smile on Song Que's face became even wider.

Meng Zijue's teeth itched with hatred. The two of them were both pinching each other, but compared to Song Qishen, who was holding her life, she didn't dare to act rashly.

This human faced beast heart of a hypocrite! Seeing him smiling and acting like an elegant young master, Meng Zixian could only wish that she could tear his face apart.

Having his life pinched, he could only feign ignorance for the time being. After he let down his guard, he would go to his residence and steal the antidote.

Meng Zi suppressed the unwillingness in his heart. He let out a breath and said, "Speak."

The anger in his eyes had already dissipated, and his deep black eyes did not carry even the slightest bit of emotion. "What do you want me to do? "Let's just say that I can't seduce a fox like the Emperor."

When Meng Zixian thought about how the Emperor was a fat head, big ears, ugly, and incompetent person, she felt a wave of disgust in her heart.

Even with Meng Zixian's body, she didn't want to get any closer to that kind of person.

"That won't be necessary." Song Que stood there with his hands behind his back, "You just need to continue acting your Meng Zixian and help me get the news from the palace."