Chapter 42 The Most Miserable Original Wife of a Substitute

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"You are not Miss, who are you!"

Cheng Lin stared intently at Gu Qian, his sword held steady without a tremor.

Gu Qian: "..."

If she didn't see Cheng Lin, how did her vest fall off

What should we do about this

Huh

Did she just say something in a dialect

"Great… Great Hero, please spare my life! Didn't you get the wrong person I don't know any young lady!"

Cheng Lin was taken aback.

For a moment, I actually thought I had mistaken someone.

The voice should have belonged to a young lady, but the man beneath the sword was speaking in a voice of a seventeen or eighteen-year-old.

Cheng Lin came to his senses and said in a deep voice, "Your disguise is good, and your ventriloquism skills are impressive. But don't think you can fool me. Tell me, where have you hidden the young lady!"

Gu Qian stared at the red character above his head and sighed: "Alright, put your sword away first, I'll tell you."

Even ancient people weren't easy to fool.

He saw right through it.

Cheng Lin remained motionless, even pressing his sword down further. A red mark immediately appeared on Gu Qian's neck.

"! "

Gu Qian was startled and said with a huff, "Look at it properly, you're the one who would be heartbroken if it broke."

Cheng Lin remained completely unmoved, treating Gu Qian's words as utter nonsense. "Stop talking nonsense," he said. "I'm giving you one last chance. If you don't speak, you die."

He is really a frightening man.

Gu Qian pursed her lips: "You were still bedwetting at six years old."

"!"

"A five-year-old fights with Wangcai over a bone."

""

“A four-year-old boy secretly watched the housekeeper's daughter taking a bath.”

"..."

Please note that without context, it's impossible to accurately translate the "..." part. If you provide more information about what the "..." represents, I can give you a more accurate translation.

"Three years..."

"You know, how did you find out"

"I am Cheng Xiqian."

Cheng Lin's hand was still steady, but his mind was in turmoil.

Before the marriage, the master found him and said, "The young lady may not be a true lady."

When the old master said this, his face was full of confusion.

It seems the old master was uncertain of his guess.

That's why he was allowed to marry into the family, to keep an eye on the "fake Miss" every move.

To his surprise, after their marriage, the “fake young lady” kept feigning illness and avoiding him.

The old master hesitated because of the uncertainty, he also had.

But he couldn't stand it anymore.

So as soon as the "fake lady" made a move tonight, he followed her.

Such skill, even he almost couldn't keep up, it was definitely not from a frail young lady.

Now...

She clearly wasn't a young lady, yet she looked every part of one.

The old master had already tested it.

She knows everything about Miss.

Even things that children shouldn't remember, 'she' knows about them.

He thought the young lady had long forgotten their secret, 'she' remembered it all.

Is she actually a Miss

What on earth is going on!

You are not a miss.

Cheng Lin looked like a discarded dog, his whole body radiating dejection.

Gu Qian added emphasis: "Cheng Lin, whether you believe it or not, I am Cheng Xiqian right now."

Cheng Lin was taken aback. “What do you mean What’s going on”

Gu Qian glanced at the sky: "If you delay any longer, you'll ruin my plans. I'll beat your mistress."

Cheng Lin angrily said, "You dare!"

"Hero, I'm really in a hurry."

It's getting light outside!

What are you going to do

"Don't ask, just relax."

"...."

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Secret Fragrance Pavilion

The Prince of Yu looked like a dead pig, letting himself be served by several courtesans.

He was in a foul mood recently, his big hand gripping the shoulders of the beauty in his arms with force. A cruel smile played on his face, making him look like a demon.

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