There is an unwritten rule in Ziwei Palace: Whoever is the head of the Intelligence Department must be the wife of the Lord of Ziwei.

For a long time, Twilight always forgot about it, intentionally or unintentionally, including her proposal to reorganize the Intelligence Department and set up a Moon Fan Workshop, but she didn't want to leave the underground palace.

There seems to be such a delusion.

As long as she is not in the underground palace, she is not Mrs. Ziwei.

Probably because her mother's experience made her reject love and love and have high expectations for love, she didn't want to be hurt like her mother, and she was not willing to give her life at will. So, selective forgetting became her best choice.

And the first taste of love, the thoughtfulness and warmth that Qianxing gave her made her lose her mind, lose her defense, and forget her identity.

"Han Sheng, what about your explanation?"

The stone room was open and empty, and the voice without the slightest emotion echoed slightly, becoming more and more cold.

Twilight hung her head and didn't speak.

The voice of the yin owl came out again: "Huh?"

She remained silent, completely infuriating the man behind the beaded curtain. With two explosions, the lanterns standing high at both ends of the couch suddenly exploded, and countless fireflies burst out, flashing with streamers, all over the stone room.

A strong wind broke through the bead curtain, like a sharp sword, and struck straight towards the face door of the twilight sun.

Boom - the delicate purple begonia mask cracked in response, and the debris slashed across Twilight's cheeks, immediately creating a long streak of blood that stretched from his temples to the corners of his mouth, and Twilight frowned in pain.

Say. It was obviously an angry voice, but there was no ups and downs, but it was so cold that it seemed to come from hell, "Are you in love with a thousand actions?"

Twilight was so nervous that her forehead was bruised, and blood snaked down her cheeks, uneasy and embarrassed. She took a deep breath and replied forcefully, "Yes!"

Before she could finish speaking, an invisible force took control of her, and sucked her to the couch with the blink of an eye.

"Han Sheng, you've gone too far. Zi Su clasped her neck, her tone was quiet, still cold and cold, "What do you think of Ziwei Palace?"

Twilight was pinched by him and couldn't speak, in fact, she didn't dare to speak. It was the first time she had faced an angry lord, and she saw her horrified look in those cold dark eyes.

It turned out that the previous Shiso really spoiled her and indulged her.

A cold kiss suddenly landed on her lips.

Twilight was startled, and before she could react, the tall man pushed her down on the couch.

"Don't resist. Shiso commanded domineeringly.

Twilight, who was habitually obedient, really stopped struggling. In just an instant, Shisu tore open her clothes and kissed her neck, she woke up suddenly, and as soon as her mouth moved, Shisu sealed her acupoint.

"I don't want to hear your voice. ”

The emotionless voice fell into her ears, and Twilight stiffened, unable to move, unable to speak, and let her big palm slide into her shirt without hindrance.

She looked up at the fluttering fireflies flying in the air, her eyes misty and full of despair.

……

"Lord, my subordinates have something important to see. ”

Shisu, who wanted to violate further, stopped, and the indifferent woman's voice outside the stone gate repeated. Immediately afterwards, there was a conversation between the woman and the envoy.

Shisu let go of the twilight sun and unlocked the acupoint for her: "Leave from the back of the secret passage, and Chu Li will meet you there." Remember, there will be a next time, I will not let you go, and there are thousands of lines. ”

Chu Li was stunned when she received the disheveled twilight, and when she saw the blood marks on her face, the whole person was shocked. Instead, Twilight calmly instructed her, "Prepare clean clothes for me first." ”

However, no one could understand half of her frightened and helpless at that time, and the joy and powerlessness of escaping.

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After avoiding everyone and returning to Twilight's house, Twilight locked herself in her room and saw no one, not even Chu Li was allowed to guard outside the door.

Qianxing had the heart to go in to visit, but was stopped by Chu Li: "Qiangongzi, the owner is in a bad mood." You know, the owner is stubborn, and when she wants to meet someone, she will naturally let you in. ”

Qianxing hesitated for a moment and knocked on the door: "Twilight, you have something to say to me." ”

He was met with a cold silence.

This whole day, Mu Qingfeng was not in the garden, and everyone didn't pay much attention to it, but he left for another place without saying goodbye. By the time he returned, it was already the afternoon of the next day.

He flew directly into the Moon Fan Workshop with light skills, and happily went straight to the twilight to leave.

"Twilight, my friend wrote back. He pushed open the door and looked around to see Twilight sitting on the bed.

Twilight turned to look at him, his eyes widening.

With a wave of the colorful cloud sleeves, the door slammed shut.

He hurried to Twilight, and the ugly scar that snaked on Twilight's cheek was like a thorn in his throat, instantly igniting the anger in his heart!

But he couldn't say a word. His fists clenched and clenched, but in the end, he carefully sat down on the edge of the bed, raised his hand and touched the scarred cheek, his eyes full of distress.

Twilight shook her head and listened to him say gently, "Don't be afraid, Twilight, I have a way to cover it." Twilight turned around and saw firmness in his usually bright and flamboyant peach blossom eyes, which actually had the magic power to make her feel at ease.

Mu Qingfeng went out quietly, and soon, he came back quietly, holding many bottles and cans in his arms and some flowers he dried.

Twilight didn't know what kind of mood she was in to see Mu Qingfeng scrambling in front of her. When Mu Qingfeng picked up a wooden box after wandering in front of her dresser for a while, her heart suddenly tightened, and it was too late to stop it.

There were several identical strings of light purple wind chimes in the wooden box, which were left by Mu Qingfeng when he left before. He opened the box and saw the familiar wind chimes, stunned, and turned his head to look at Twilight, who opened his eyes a little awkwardly. He carefully reclosed the wooden box, keeping the corner of his right lip raised for the rest of the movement.

"Isn't it ugly?"

Mu Qingfeng raised her chin slightly with one hand, and compared the scar on her face with the other. Hearing Twilight's question, his eyebrows raised, but he didn't speak. He took out a thin strip of skin-colored object and pasted it on, then dipped his fingers in the cold liquid and pressed it lightly.

Half an hour later, Mu Qingfeng took a closer look at her face, took out the small carved bronze mirror he carried with him and handed it to her.

"Is this a transfiguration?" Twilight couldn't help but touch where the original scar was.

"Well, I learned it from my older friend. Although he can't give people a makeover like him, it can be used to cover up this small injury, which is not a problem. I know how important looks are to a woman, Twilight, don't worry, I'll find a way to eradicate it. ”

"What's the solution?"

"I've heard that there is a kind of faceless grass that can remove scars quickly and effectively. ”

Twilight was shocked: "You're going to the Valley of the Peerless?"

Mu Qingfeng was stunned for a moment, and looked at her with raised eyebrows.

"Legend has it that the Valley of the Peerless is a cursed valley with no living people in the valley. But anyone who sets foot on it will never come out alive. You can't go!"

"Why do you still believe in legends?" Mu Qingfeng waved his hand indifferently: "Ordinary people can't get in, it doesn't mean I can't get in." Twilight, you have to trust me!"

"I'm already fine, I don't need the faceless grass, you don't have to go!"

Mu Qingfeng didn't answer, but turned around and left.

"You're not allowed to go!you're going to die!" Twilight frowned.

Mu Qingfeng had already opened the door and went out, and Dusk Yang chased him out, shouting, "Mu Qingfeng!"

Mu Qingfeng, who had just walked to the flower stand, hurriedly turned around and made a silent gesture, and then, the doors of the rooms on both sides opened, with Zhuang Hibiscus on one side and Qianxing master and servant on the other.

"As long as it's good for you, you don't hesitate to do anything! Well, it's the same thing that the nerd said about the poor and the yellow springs. Even if you ask me to shave my head and become a monk, I will never frown!"

Twilight always remembers that afternoon, the wind and the sun were beautiful, Mu Qingfeng stood under the flower stand, raised his lips and smiled, and the peach blossoms were shining brightly.