Chapter 275: Painted woman (2)

Her expression was too shocked, wrong, and the heart hidden under her chest, first missed half a beat, then violently jumped.
She couldn't control this terrible heartbeat at all, and the whole heart seemed to jump out of her body.
With the madness of her heartbeat, her breathing became disordered and rushed.
Not only the hands holding the painting were shaking, the whole body was shaking, and his face became very pale.
The brain slammed, the consciousness was scattered, and the thoughts could not be drawn for a long time.
How could this be?
How can a woman in a painting be the face of her past life?
The painting is so clear and so clear.
Come to this world, she checked it online.
There is not much history about the Song Dynasty in the X dynasty. It is recorded that she and the X dynasty emperor played the river, and then she died in the sad story of the battlefield. Even her portraits have not been passed down to this day.
Not to mention Song Guifei, even the portrait of the emperor is also a doodle of Hu, and the portrait of the real person is a world of difference.
Oriental Xuan Rongyan, like Gu Yu, may have been dressed for many years, and his body is more burly and strong than Gu Yu.
But in the historical records, it is an old man, a fat and short old man, and the facial features are painted like a monkey face.
Here, how can there be such a clear portrait of her?
Moreover, one is a portrait of a sad and sorrowful sitting on a swing wearing a scorpion suit after she was beaten into the cold palace. One is a portrait of her riding a spear on the horse.
Riding on the horse, the painting was very clear. She held the spear and prepared to throw it forward. When the snoring, the sleeves were cut and the wound on the arm was painted.
New wounds, old wounds, all on the top, women dressed as men, heroic and cool, the country does not let the eyebrows...
If you are not the most familiar person around you, how can you draw so clearly, even the old wounds of your arms have not been missed -
Suddenly, there was a sharp pain in Song’s heart.
She slammed her heart and slammed her body.
The portrait of the other hand, because of the pain in her heart, the five fingers tightened and was pinched by her.
Shemu...
Who is shepherd?
The same animal husbandry as her sister-in-law, who is exactly the same as the oriental Xuan, who are they?
This is a modern drawing paper, a modern brush, and it must have been painted by herders.
Shemugu... How did he know the face of Song Guifei?
How do you know the details of her life in the past, even when she sits on a swing, she is sad and sees...
Suddenly, my heart suddenly felt a pain, my throat was sweet, and a smell of odor spilled from my throat. Then there was a thick liquid...
Song Worry is close to his lips, biting his roots, but still can't stop the liquid, the blood of blood, flowing out of the corner of his mouth.
She panicked, looked up and wiped it, dropped the drawing paper, rushed out of the room and rushed to the bathroom.
Gu Yu and Mu Gu came in.
Mu Xin and Xu Jing watched TV dramas while eating nuts in the living room.
Gu Yu did not see Song Wushou and asked: "What about my wife?"
Shepherd smiled and said: "The upstairs is resting, and the worry-free sister said she is very tired."
Gu Yuyi heard, Jianmei picked and picked, this woman is very weak.
He also went upstairs and he wanted to rest with her.
Shemu came over and grabbed a pistachio and said to her husband: "I also go upstairs to rest, let the equipment prepare the barbecue materials, and barbecue at night."
Pastoral nodded: "Well, I will talk to the manager for a while."
Shemu went upstairs and soon returned to her room.
When he appeared in the door of the room, looked at the paper on the ground, and the clear fragrance that had not yet been able to disperse in the air, the shadow of the ancient animal suddenly sank and his face changed greatly...