Chapter Twenty-Nine: What Can Be Done After Recovery?

Lu Mingrui has always been arrogant, and his words have never been brainy, and Lu Lingshan and Liu's faces suddenly changed.

"Shut up!"

Liu hurriedly stepped forward to cover his son's mouth, and hurriedly said to Chu Xinglie: "His Royal Highness the King of Jin should not be blamed, Mingrui is young and does not know how to measure, and he has offended His Highness!" ”

"Hmph, look at the good son you taught!"

The old lady was even more displeased, although Lu Mingrui was young, but now he had a sallow complexion, and at first glance, he was over-exercising.

I heard that I was invited back from the Qinglou today.

The smell of fat powder on that body hadn't had time to wash off, and he was reprimanded in person, and Liu's face was ugly.

In the past, he relied on himself to give birth to a son in the general's mansion, and sometimes he didn't even pay attention to the eldest princess.

"It turns out that in your general's mansion, these three children of this king turned out to be unjustifiable."

"In this case, when the change is made, this king will take the child to the Jin Palace, so as not to be spurned and looked down upon in your General's Mansion."

Chu Xinglie thought that he was a man of the same character, and he was already famous for his murder when he was fighting abroad before.

There are tens of thousands of people who died at his hands.

"Bastard, don't apologize to His Royal Highness King Jin!"

Lu Mingrui knelt down by his mother's ears, Lu Mingrui glared at her viciously, and said reluctantly: "I'm sorry His Royal Highness King Jin, it's me who has eyes and doesn't know Mount Tai, I hope you can understand!" ”

"This king has always been different from brainless people, so get up."

As soon as these words came out, there were some people in the room holding back a little smile.

"Mingrui, come and meet your eldest sister."

The old lady beckoned, Lu Mingrui drooped his head and glanced at Lu Qingling, and then he was stunned.

It's beautiful!

In his impression, Lu Qingling in the past was just a cowardly and incompetent woman, and he didn't even want to look at it.

Why has it changed so much now?

Even Lu Mengming, who is the first beauty in Shangjing, is not as good as Lu Qingling!

Cold and noble, plain and elegant, but with an unconcealable mystery.

"What are you still doing in a daze, call the eldest sister!" The old lady let out a low roar.

Lu Mingrui immediately came back to his senses and saluted respectfully: "Mingrui has seen the eldest sister!" ”

"You're polite." After returning the salute, Lu Qingling didn't want to look at him again, and in his memory, Lu Mingrui was not a good thing to urinate since he was a child.

Even the maid in the old lady's room had to be teased, and the old lady used to be quite proud, thinking that he could make a woman fall for him at a young age.

Lu Qingling simply scoffed.

The family sat together, it was nothing more than chatting, but Lu Qingling couldn't talk about it.

The two children were playing in the snow outside, and the little girl sat on the threshold, holding the soup woman, wearing a thick plush cloak and looking at the brains of the two brothers, and the smile on the little face never went down.

Deep in the hallway, the silver mask on his face grew deeper and more mysterious.

found a small pavilion, and seeing that there was no one around, His Royal Highness the King of Jin revealed his true face.

A delicate little wooden box was pulled out of his bosom.

"This king didn't know that I, the future princess, would be so eye-catching."

Lu Qingling glanced at him coldly and sneered: "I didn't know that His Royal Highness the King of Jin was so brazen and came to the General's Mansion in a grand manner. ”

It's okay to sneak in at night, it's fine during the day.

Is he idle?

"If the emperor knew that His Royal Highness the King of Jin was pretending to be sick, you said, if he is now sent to lead troops to fight, will he not be His Royal Highness the Crown Prince?"

Her eyes were three points of ridicule and seven points of dryness.

The more often this man appears in front of her, the easier it is to mess with her mind.

"No, it won't."

The man sat down, his fingers tapping on the cold stone table again and again, and occasionally the maids passing by looked at Chu Xinglie cautiously, but when they saw the cold silver mask on his face.

He lowered his head in a hurry and fear, not daring to stay for another second.

Lu Qingling frowned, the mask on his face ......

Is it really that scary?

Thinking of the terrifying scar on his face, Lu Qingling's mind sank slightly.

"What are you thinking?"

Warm fingers stayed on the tip of her nose, Lu Qingling came back to his senses and opened his hand in disgust.

"The royal brother is afraid that this king's merits will be high, so he has already received the king's military power, and now I am seriously ill, if I want this king to lead the army to the battle, I will inevitably hand over the military power to me."

The emperor's mind is very delicate, and he will definitely not allow this kind of thing to happen.

"He wants you to be an idle prince?" Lu Qingling looked at him and asked.

"Nature."

"And this scar on your face ......"

She didn't know what was wrong, but suddenly she wanted to see the scar on his face, and she always felt that the scar was lying on his face, which was so uncomfortable.

He could have been a perfect person, but he was ruined by this scar.

"Want to see it?" Chu Xinglie stared at her with burning eyes, and the temperature in those eyes was too hot, as if it was going to burn her.

Lu Qingling only felt flustered, but his face was indifferent: "I don't want to ......"

As soon as he finished speaking, he grabbed her hand and placed it on the cold mask.

"You are the woman that this king likes, and if you want to see the scar on this face, you can see it at any time."

It is rumored that His Royal Highness the King of Jin is very taboo for others to mention the scar on his face, but anyone who maliciously mentions it is dead.

Lu Qingling pursed her lips and took it off.

Half of his face is like a god, cold and noble, as deep and sharp as a mountain or sea.

Half of his face is like a hellish Shura, cold and terrifying, making people feel fearful.

Seeing the scar on his face again, Lu Qingling's heart suddenly felt a burst of pain.

"Qingqing touched it."

He placed her soft, delicate hand on the scar, and her hand was soft and had a faint fragrance.

There is no fear and disgust in the eyes of others, there is just an emotion that he can't understand.

Chu Xinglie didn't know why she reacted like this, and when others saw it, they would only scream and run away in fear.

There is no one in this mortal world who can compare with Lu Qingling.

The scar was a little rough, and suddenly, she retracted her hand, her eyebrows twisted fiercely.

Pretending not to care, he looked at the snow on the eaves, turned into ice picks and hung, occasionally falling down, and shattered in response.

"All these years, hasn't His Royal Highness the King of Jin thought about restoring your face?"

"What if you're recovered?"

In the deep black eyes, there are emotions that others can't understand.

Lu Qingling wanted to say something, but opened his mouth, but the words that came out of his mouth were another sentence: "Where did this scar come from?" ”

He is very powerful, at least she and Chu Xinglie have made moves, it will not be so easy.

His fingertips twitched slightly, and he lowered his eyes for a moment.

"Qingqing wants to know?" The corners of his mouth were uninhibited and playful smiles again, and the sympathy that had just risen in Lu Qingling's heart suddenly disappeared cleanly.

Snorted coldly: "I don't want to know, His Royal Highness King Jin still wears the mask, since you have chosen to live with the mask, don't take it off." ”