Hearing Rong Qianxun's question, Su Yunge remembered that the red mark on her face had disappeared.

After taking Xiao Nanshuo's pill, the remaining poisonous spots on her face were gone, but the face that had not yet grown was too eye-catching, so she used rouge to paint the red scar as it was.

Since it is poisoning, there must be a culprit.

Before the culprit is revealed, she unravels the poison like this, which is bound to startle the snake.

Today, as usual, the scars on the face are still smeared with red rouge, and there is a faint fragrance of rouge between the fine outlines.

Rong Qianxun was very close to her, and she could naturally see the clues when she looked closely.

"Yunge, why is your face ......?" There was a slight uncertainty in Yung Chihiro's words.

Su Yunge chuckled, and there was a sense of comfort between his eyebrows.

She got up and slowly pushed Yung Chihiro's wheelchair.

"Come, I'll show you."

She slowly pushed Rong Qianxun into the house, fortunately, everything in this small courtyard was for the convenience of Rong Qianxun, there were no pavilions, no tall and low stairs, and even the house did not set up a threshold.

There is no inconvenience in pushing a wheelchair.

In the courtyard, the green bamboo is still verdant in all seasons, not competing with the group of flowers, three or two peach blossoms outside the bamboo, the wind curtains up, blowing away the petals of a place, and falling into dust.

Su Yunge dipped Jinpa in water and handed it to Rong Qianxun's hand.

She wanted him to wipe away the cover with his own hands, and show her face in front of his eyes little by little, just like her heart at the moment.

With a low eyebrows and a light smile, he sat on the pear blossom wooden chair, his eyes full of sincere light.

Rong Qianxun paused, and then reached out to wipe the carmine scar on her face little by little.

First the eyebrows, then the eyes, then the face, and finally the lips.

Like a new life, like a colorful butterfly breaking out of its cocoon, its fingers inadvertently touching the warm skin, faintly like a burn.

The whole face was just revealed in front of Rong Qianxun, without a trace of concealment or reservation.

"Is it pretty?"

Su Yunge stood up, took a few steps into the distance, and the whole person stood in front of him.

The sunlight passed through the door, reflecting on the hem of her skirt and hair, and the halo reflected a colorful light between the lotus steps.

Clever smile, eyebrows and daylily color, skirt jealous pomegranate flowers.

Delicate face, because of age and a hazy feeling of budding, this is a peerless flower, when it blooms, it will be like the phoenix of nirvana.

Dazzling, breaking through everything, it has become a crazy belief for everyone.

"Yunge is the most beautiful."

Rong Qianxun is still saying this.

Whether it was before or now, he did not waver at all, even his tone was so flat, but the light in his eyes was so gentle that it was almost intoxicating.

Su Yunge was not surprised to hear Rong Qianxun's answer, in her opinion, this is Rong Qianxun.

Honor and disgrace are not shocked, and the clouds are light and the wind is light.

Only such a bland relative can make her feel more at ease.

No matter how beautiful or ugly, he has no influence in the slightest, what he likes has always been a person like Su Yunge, not a coquettish face.

"According to you, I'm detoxified." Su Yunge smiled on his lips.

She's detoxified, and it's time for him to show her his face.

It's a promise they've made.

Rong Qianxun bowed slightly, "Okay." ”

Answering with one word, Su Yunge slowly stepped forward. Leaning over slightly, raising his bare hand lightly, his wrist condensed the frost and snow, and he gently lifted the mask with his fingers.

Little by little, just like Fang allowed Chihiro to wipe for her.

Little by little, uncover, uncover the unknown face hidden behind the mask.

The moon is bright and bright, and the jade is warm and cold. The eyebrows are as bright as Moshan Yuandai, and the eyes are still as warm as jade, but when you smile, the eyes are flowing like sparks, and the dark pupils are as black as jade.

The bridge of the nose is high, the ups and downs are like famous poems, and the sandalwood lips are moistened, which is the rose wet by the March rain.

The skin on the face is delicate to the touch, because it has been hidden by the mask for many years and has not seen the sun, so it is a little sickly pale and a little weak.

This face should have been the flower of the kaolin, the lotus of the iceberg, which people can't forget at a glance.

Scorching peach blossoms, verdant bamboo, he looked at her, his eyebrows were picturesque, and between the shallow smiles, the spring light was only under the eyes of one person.

However, from the full forehead to the tip of the nose, most of the face was covered with fine green silk threads, like half of a spider web, which forcibly destroyed this peerless face.

Su Yunge intuitively choked in his throat, his fingertips trembled slightly, and he stroked the cyan cobweb, but there was no abrupt touch, as if it grew with the skin.

"It's ...... What's going on? ”

Rong Qianxun smiled lightly, "I don't know." ”

Su Yunge's red lips trembled slightly, "Have you let the doctor see it?" ”

Rong Qianxun nodded lightly, "Soon after I was injured, I appeared, and I have invited countless famous doctors, but no one knows what this is?" ”

"Is it poison?" Su Yunge withdrew his hand and clenched his hand.

Who is it? Want to ruin this picture of the Alluring City? Who is it? is so vicious, not to mention cripple this proud son of the sky, but also ruin his appearance, so that he will not be able to see people for the rest of his life.

"Yunge, are you afraid?" Rong Qianxun stared at her, the light that trembled slightly in the depths of her eyes was heartbreaking.

Even though his tone was steady, Su Yunge still saw his hand on his lap, bent slightly, and faintly scratched the hem of his clothes.

Steady his breathing, Su Yunge raised his head and smiled.

"Afraid? How so? You're so much better looking than I am. The red scar that was so big before me covered my face, and you weren't afraid. Why should I be afraid of you like this, at least you can still see your face. ”

She paused, stroked his cheek gently, and her tone instantly softened.

"Rong Qianxun, I'm not afraid."

The wind blew from the cloister, carrying the fragrance of March peach blossoms, circling on the silk satin hair of the jade boy, his drooping eyelashes were heavy like a dream, carrying all the unspeakable thoughts in the hazy smoke of early spring, his pale skin seemed weak, but his straight back was like a Zhilan jade tree in the extravagant hall.

In an instant, the dazzling array was dazzling and compelling.

His voice was light, and he said, "Su Yunge, it's good if you're not afraid." I'm actually not as brave as you, I don't even dare to look at this face. ”

Today, for the first time, he has the same fears and weaknesses as ordinary people, and he is shown to others.

"No one knows what this is? When my mother saw it for the first time, she fainted. From then on, I never showed my face again, and the mask could hide my face and the eyes of others. ”

"Su Yunge, are you really not afraid?"

As if he was afraid that he had misheard it just now, there was a hint of caution in his tone, and the corners of his lips were obviously smiling, but his eyes were full of hope.

That was the light that made Su Yunge's heart ache and heartache.

For the pride of this sky, for this bright moon, for this dusty pearl and heartache.

"If I've been like this all my life, aren't you afraid?" Rong Qianxun asked again, only he knew how much strength he had used in the question, the hand holding the wheelchair was slightly clenched, the slender finger joints were raised, and the faint green tendons were revealed.

Finally couldn't help it, Su Yunge bent down and bowed his head.

Kiss the rain-soaked roses in early spring, kiss his carefulness, kiss the longing and fear hidden in the depths of his heart.

With a gentle kiss, the breath is like an orchid, the tips of the noses touch, and each other's eyes are intertwined.

She walked away a little, right on his lips, repeating it again.

"Rong Qianxun, I'm not afraid."

The pupils in Rong Qianxun's eyes suddenly constricted, and with a pick, he grabbed Su Yunge's head with his long arm and kissed him fiercely.

This time it was him, it was he who kissed this fearless mood, it was he who kissed this woman who gave him salvation in the first place.

He thought he wouldn't let go again for the rest of his life.

His lips and teeth touched each other, and he kissed her so fiercely, as if he wanted to swallow her into his stomach, as if he wanted to tear her into his abdomen.

His eyes were closed, and his mind was full of chaos, and the only thing left was the woman in front of him.

He thought, this warmth, he will never let go again in this life, even if she will regret it later, he will not let go.

I don't want to, and I don't want to.

"Yunge, don't change."

Don't change, don't change in the future, don't change whatever I look like in the future, don't change, remember what you said.

Because of my turmoil, I long for your immutability.

"Yes, it won't change."

Outside the window, the peach blossoms are swaying, and where light and shadow are intertwined, mottled tree shadows are projected on the ground through the window lattice, sparse shadows and horizontal slopes, and the slightest dark fragrance floats.

This is a promise, a brand, and the first attachment and snuggling between hearts and minds.

Even if in the future, the world is in chaos and the family and country are destroyed, this mood will not change.

It's just a woman's simplest promise to a man.

I won't be afraid of you, even if you are a ghostly demon or a bloodthirsty demon in the future, I won't be afraid of you.

Because in my heart, I have engraved your beautiful appearance, that is the warm white jade, the bright moon, and the person who said with a light smile that she wants to protect her life.

She would only remember that he spoke softly to her in the afternoon when the long wind was slanting.

You are my wife.

So, he will protect her.

In the future, she will also use her actions to prove what she has not said.

You are my husband, the one with whom you will spend your life in the future, so I will also come to protect you.

On the way back to Su Mansion, Su Yunge's eyebrows and eyes no longer had the hidden worries in the past, and Rong Qianxun's heart spread out to each other made her feel indescribably transparent.

The smile couldn't stop pouring out of his eyes, and he was so happy that he almost hummed a few little songs.

The footsteps were brisk, and at a corner, a figure suddenly rushed out, and when he was about to hit her, Su Yunge tapped his toes, turned to one side, and avoided it.

Because of this inertia, the man staggered to the ground.

Su Yunge was about to ask the other party if there was anything wrong, but she saw that the man suddenly knelt in front of her and slammed his head to the ground.

"Please, don't beat the old slave, the old slave didn't mean it, second miss, please, you have killed my granddaughter, please be merciful and let me go!"