Chapter 1147 Who Is She?

Following the man's actions, a petite and thin woman wearing a white gauze skirt appeared in front of the man.

Looking at the corpse below, Ye Mohan's pupils stared at the familiar figure and clothing.

In the next moment, I just felt a sharp tug in my heart, as if a thousand arrows were piercing through my heart!

"No! Little Wine—"

The man opened his mouth, and the mournful roar overflowed from the man's mouth...

Immediately afterwards, the man felt a wave of heat, which came down hard from the bottom of his heart.

Immediately, with a 'poof' sound, the man's red lips parted, and a mouthful of blood spewed out wildly...

"cold!"

Looking at Ye Mohan, who was spitting blood at the mouth and full of grief, Feng Wuhen's face changed drastically.

Goodbye to the man's body that was about to fall, Feng Wuhen immediately rushed over to support him.

"cold!"

Looking at the man in front of him, with a mouth full of blood, and a sad look on his face, Feng Wuhen's beautiful brows were even more tightly knit together, and his eyes couldn't hide his worry and sadness.

How could he not know the pain in the heart of the man in front of him! ?

Seeing his beloved woman leave him, and still in this way, so cruel...

Thinking of this, Feng Wuhen sighed helplessly.

"Han, you, you have to be sad and resigned..."

At this moment, Feng Wuhen can only say this.

After all, now, he doesn't know what to say to comfort this man.

However, Ye Mohan turned a deaf ear to Feng Wuhen's helpless sigh.

At this moment, Ye Mohan's whole body seemed to have lost his soul, his whole body was so soft.

There was an unconcealable grief in those wide, wide black eyes.

No, no, no, it's impossible, Xiaojiu, how could she leave herself so cruelly! ?

No!

He doesn't believe it, he doesn't believe it!

However, this familiar figure, familiar clothing, how to explain it! ?

Could it be, Xiaojiu, did you really treat him so cruelly! ?

Thinking of this, Ye Mohan's eyes couldn't help but turn red, and a line of tears, finally couldn't help it, slipped down...

The crystal clear tears kept falling down, across the man's thinner and paler face.

With another 'pop', it fell to the ground.

Ye Mohan was like this, motionless, like a fossil, squatting next to the corpse, his eyes full of desolation.

"Han, don't be like this, if Xiaojiu finds out, he will be sad..."

Looking at the man in front of him with a look of despair, Feng Wuhen couldn't help but pull hard in his heart.

After all, the pain of losing a loved one is worse than the pain of the skin.

What's more, the man in front of him is so deeply in love with this woman...

Unfortunately, things are unpredictable.

How could they have expected that after seeing each other again that day, they would be separated by heaven and man! ?

Just when Feng Wuhen sighed helplessly, a sudden gust of wind swept over, blowing away the mat covering the corpse completely.

The corpse that had gradually begun to rot was completely exposed in Ye Mohan's sight.

Ye Mohan, who was originally full of despair and grief, swept his eyes away, and when they landed on the woman's naked little feet, the handsome face full of grief was first slightly taken aback.

I saw that there was a black birthmark on the foot of the female corpse...

Seeing this, Ye Mohan's eyes widened at first, and the next moment, as if thinking of something, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"This, this is not a small wine!"

"Han, what did you say!?"

Hearing Ye Mohan's words, Feng Wuhen, who was originally thinking about how to comfort Ye Mohan, was stunned for a moment on his resolute face, a little confused.

But seeing the man in front of him, on the face that was originally full of despair, he looked relieved and said.

"This is not Xiaojiu. Xiaojiu's feet are white and flawless without any birthmarks, so this is not Xiaojiu!"

When Ye Mohan spoke, his tone was even more firm.

After all, he has slept with that woman for a long time, and he is extremely familiar with every skin on that woman's body.

How could he not know the characteristics of that woman! ?

Ye Mohan finally relaxed when he thought that this female corpse was not his most beloved woman.

Compared to the relaxed Ye Mohan, Feng Wuhen couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he heard Ye Mohan's firm words.

"Fortunately, she is not Xiaojiu..."

Otherwise, he doesn't know what to do with this man!

Just when Feng Wuhen breathed a sigh of relief, he saw the man in front of him, after he breathed a sigh of relief, his body suddenly softened, and he fell straight behind him...

Seeing this, Feng Wuhen's expression changed drastically.

"cold--"

Feng Wuhen opened his mouth and exclaimed, but saw that the man in front of him had already fainted...

...

Meanwhile, on the other side——

When the first ray of sunlight in the morning slanted in from the open hollow window, the woman lying on the bed finally woke up leisurely.

Opening those beautiful eyes full of sleepiness, the woman lay there blankly at first, not moving at all.

After staying for a long, long time, the woman seemed to start to wake up.

Immediately, he slowly turned his black and white eyeballs, and looked towards the place where he was.

Carved beams and painted buildings, bead curtains hang down, and light gauze curtain cages.

Beside the bed, there is an ancient jade screen with hundreds of flowers, which looks elegant.

On the wall, there are a few splash-ink landscape paintings, making the surroundings look more antique.

The floor was covered with a pattern of knitted flowers, and beside it, there were a few tables and chairs carved from pear wood...

Looking at this quaint place in front of her, the woman couldn't help but slightly frowned her beautiful brows, and there was confusion and confusion between her brows.

"Here, what exactly is this place!?"

The woman opened her mouth and murmured softly.

In this way, for her, it was so strange.

Also, why is her mind so empty, she has no memory at all! ?

Where the hell is this place! ?

Also, who is she! ?

Why, she can't remember at all! ?

Thinking of this, the woman couldn't help feeling a surge of panic and uneasiness in her heart.

Who is she! ?

Who is it! ?

I was very anxious, but no matter what the woman thought, she couldn't think of anything.

Moreover, as long as she tried her best to think, her brain would only become so painful, as if it was about to explode.

In her head, she felt so uncomfortable that the woman couldn't help stretching out her hand to press her aching head.

Finally, with a sweep of his gaze, he couldn't help falling on the bronze mirror beside him.

Seeing this, the woman was stunned for a moment, and the next moment, the woman seemed to think of something, and immediately got up from the bed, almost without shoes, and immediately rushed to the big bronze mirror.

When the woman swept her eyes away and looked at the woman in the bronze mirror, her pupils were suddenly wide open, and there was a strong look of amazement in her pupils!