In a dark room of Qingyun Villa, the candlelight is bright, the room is clean and tidy, and the couch seats are all available, which is no different from the usual bedroom, but there is no window in the dark room, and the slightest sunlight cannot be transmitted, and the room can only be lit by a few red candles.

There is a woman lying on the couch between the curtains, looking at the graceful posture from the back, making people want to find out, but what I didn't expect is that her appearance is described as withered, the skin on her face is broken, and even keeps falling off, it is really terrible to look at, the woman closes her eyes, and it is like being in hell, and her expression is unbearable.

Suddenly the door of the dark room opened, someone walked in, the footsteps were gentle, as if afraid of disturbing the woman on the couch, from far and near, Liu Jingxing came to the couch, gently brushed off the veil, looked at the sleeping woman's eyes were tender like water, the woman's terrible face did not affect him at all, as if it did not exist, focused and affectionate. Then he sat down on the edge of the couch, and a pair of bony hands stroked the woman's hair, as if it was silk that people couldn't put down. At this time, the woman felt the movement around her, and slowly opened her eyes, what a pair of beautiful eyes, in that miserable face looks so special, delicate and beautiful, fan-like eyelashes open a window for these eyes, people can't help but imagine what the owner of with such a pair of beautiful eyes is like her real appearance, but these eyes are beautiful, but at this time they are empty, there is no light, only when they see the man in front of them, there is a trace of brilliance in their eyes.

"Ah Jing, you're here."

The woman stood up, as if she did not dare to face her beloved, lowered her head, concealed her ugly appearance, and her voice trembled with endless pain.

"I should be ugly again."

Liu Jingxing held the woman in his arms and kissed her forehead, his gentle voice was like the warm sun in winter, soothing the woman's heart, which had already been tormented by pain.

"I'm coming, Frost."

Liu Jingxing, the owner of Qingyun Villa, and Ning Shuang, the owner of the village, saw that they were childhood sweethearts, their love was the order of their parents, the words of the matchmaker, without the slightest hindrance, affectionate, did not live up to Huaguang, did not waste affection, a young and promising, a gentle and virtuous lady, became a husband and wife in the most beautiful years, and formed a beautiful story. After marriage, the two are like a fairy couple, which is enviable, and soon the owner's wife gave birth to a pair of children before and after the owner, everyone thinks that the two will always be so happy, but the sky is unpredictable, the owner's wife suddenly disappeared, and since then the owner has been alone, has not remarried a wife and concubine, and has been lonely so far. It's not that there is no suitable candidate, it's just that the owner of the village told all those who have this intention that he has only one wife in this life, Ning Shuang has only one wife, and he refuses simply, he has the promise of holding the hand of his son, and he knows each other at a young age, and he is the only one who is happy.

It's just that what people don't know is that the owner's wife is not missing, but was hidden in a dark room by the owner, it is rumored that the owner's wife is naturally beautiful, and her appearance is stunning, it is difficult to imagine that the woman in the dark room is the lady of the owner Ning Shuangjian, who is rumored to be a celestial man.

Ten years ago, the owner of Qingyun Mountain Villa had a strange disease, his skin would festering and peeling once it came into contact with the sun, the owner had to put her in the dark room, no sunlight, the appearance of the owner's wife was ruined, and she could not see people. For so many years, Liu Jingxing has accompanied Ning Shuangjian, who has no longer had the same appearance as before, and has never had any other thoughts of remarrying, in this dark room, accompanying his wife day and night.

He loves her, regardless of her appearance, just because she is her.

Ning Shuang saw that she was leaning on Liu Jingxing's arms, her eyelids drooped, thinking of her condition, and said abruptly,

"Ah Jing, you say, can I get better?"

Liu Jingxing hugged the weak woman in his arms tightly, and the pain in his heart seemed to drown him, but he couldn't let Shuangjian notice, he wanted Shuangjian to believe that he could cure her.

"Yes."

"Ah Jing, I really want to see Zhiwei and Shiyu with my own eyes, I don't know how big they are now."

Ning Shuangjian gestured with her hand, thinking of her two lovely children, the smile on the corner of her mouth was kind and gentle,

"I remember the last time I saw them, Zhiwei was so tall, but Shiyu was still a small group, and he would only rely on my arms and call his mother."

There are two little dolls around her and constantly calling her mother, for ten years, she can no longer hold her children, did not accompany them to grow up, and even can't tell them that their mother is still alive, but the child is still so young without the love of her mother, she has no way to take care of her when she is sick, she can only let them grow up in the name of motherless, she is really an incompetent mother, she wants to tell them that she is still alive, but she can't go out to see them.

"Frost, look what I brought you."

Liu Jingxing mysteriously took out a scrolled painting behind him, and slowly unfolded it in front of them, there were two people in the painting, the man was handsome, he looked like he had just become an adult, with a sharp heroic spirit between his eyebrows, and the woman next to him was beautiful, a pair of eyes full of aura, these two people were Liu Zhiwei and Liu Shiyu, they were depicted in detail and lifelike on the painting, as if they were right in front of them.

Ning Shuang saw that the two people on the painting had an inexplicable sense of familiarity, and asked the lover beside her with some hesitation,

"Jing Xing, who are they?"

Liu Zhi asked his wife in his arms with a smile in his eyes,

"Who do you say they are?"

Ning Shuang saw that she was stroking the person on the painting, and she had a guess in her heart, Jing Xing would not show her other people's portraits for no reason, that just means that the person on the painting was the child he was thinking of.

"This is Zhiwei and Shi Yu, they have grown so big."

Ning Shuang looked at the person on the painting carefully, like all mothers in the world, and touched the person on the portrait with her hand, as if she was touching her own child.

"I remember when I was in Huaizhiwei, you told me that I hoped to be a daughter who looked like me, but I didn't expect to be born a son, you were depressed for a long time, after Shi Yu was born, you always favored Shi Yu, and now Shi Yu has also become a big girl, but the two children look like you, you see Zhiwei and get rid of what you looked like when you were young."

Liu Jingxing thought of the previous time, so he hugged his wife and laughed at himself and said,

"Yes, when Zhiwei was just born, the more I looked at him, the more unpleasant I became, so I wanted a daughter like you to call me daddy every day, knowledgeable and gifted, our daughter of Qingyun Villa is also a beautiful girl, and when the time comes, find a good family for her and marry a good family."

Thinking of her daughter, Ning Shuang felt a heartache when she saw it, the last time she saw Shi Yu, she was only six years old, and she didn't want her children to see their mother become this kind of person and ghost, so she never saw each other again.

"Shi Yu has grown up, and when it's time to get married, it's just that my mother can't watch her get married."

Ning Shuang's eyes were full of tears, the most painful thing in the world, the separation of mother and son, but she touched it.

Feeling the sadness of his wife, Liu Jingxing could only comfort his wife,

"Yes, you'll get better, I've been looking for a way."

Ning Shuang covered her face in pain, her shoulders were constantly shaking from sobbing, but such a weak woman had to bear these misfortunes.

"But my face is ruined, and I don't have the face to see my child again."

"No, frost, it's going to be fine, it's going to be fine."

The disappearance of the girl in the past few decades was actually done by Liu Jingxing, Ning Shuangjian's face was destroyed, so he asked those young women's faces to change to Ning Shuangjian's face, their family has a secret technique, called face swapping, which can replace two faces, or move one person's face to another person, but after all, it is just a secret technique, there is no perfect secret technique in the world, and the replaced face will festering and falling off after a few months, but this secret technique is too contrary to the principles of heaven, so it is listed as a forbidden technique by their clan, and only every patriarch can practice, Outsiders have no way of knowing, so no one in this world knows this secret technique except Liu Jingxing. He did something hurtful to heaven and reason, he always knew it, but when he saw his wife living in pain, he still did it without the slightest hesitation, he loved his wife, met at a young age, stayed with him so far, a lifetime of love, he did not give up his wife's pain, if there is any retribution, then it is up to him to bear it.

"Ah Jing, are you going to change your face for me again?"

"Hmm."

Liu Jingxing held Ning Shuangjian in his arms, his wife's breath has been lingering on the tip of his nose, and for him, having his wife by his side is the happiest thing in this world, hearing Liu Jingxing's reply, Ning Shuang saw that his heart was finally uneasy, and said with some hesitation,

"Ah Jing, are those faces you changed for me really from the dead?"

She knew that Liu Jingxing would change the secret technique of changing the face of a dead person, and she would always have a strange feeling of guilt in her heart, but Jing Xing told her that the owner of these faces was a dead person, and she also wanted to go out, go out with a complete face, and live like a real person, instead of hiding in the dark room forever, so she promised Jing Xing, she would have to change her face every once in a while, and it was not her real face in the end, so it would fester, and the skin she changed would fall off. It's just that every time she needs to change her face, Jing Xing will find a new face, those faces can be broken, like a girl, but are there really so many girls who have passed away? And the timing was also coincidental, exactly when she needed it.

"Yes."

A strange color flashed in Liu Jingxing's eyes, but his voice was still very normal, and Ning Shuang didn't notice his strangeness. She believed Jing Xing's words, he had always been a righteous gentleman in her mind, how could he do such a thing that violated her conscience, so she still chose to believe what he said even if she was a little confused.

Liu Jingxing and Ning Shuangjian snuggled together, he wanted Ning Shuang's shoulders to feel that he had always been by her side and had never left.

Yushimi, you know what? I see a face, a face exactly like yours, if I can give you this face, maybe there will be no more rejection reactions, you can also have a complete face, and we will be a fairy couple like before.

Wait for me, soon.