Chapter Thirty-Eight: The Mask Is Made, and the Countenance Is Covered

Li Tugen coaxed the lady so much, and from time to time she had to deal with the old mother's eyes, and there was a little daughter next to her who was crying unclear about the situation, which was really jumping in her heart.

On that mountain, Li Haoyue and An Mingyu were happy and got along happily. Because Li Haoyue made a mask with her own hands according to the method given by An Mingyu.

"The first time I did it, there were still some flaws and it wasn't perfect." Li Haoyue, who has always been very demanding of herself, looked at the mask in her hand with a little regret.

"It's already good." An Mingyu is very satisfied, this little boy always surprises her again and again, and it is really my luck to meet him.

When the two of them were playing with drugs before, they were accidentally discovered by Li Tugen, which made An Mingyu feel that there was nothing wrong with being careful in everything. Even if you have confidence in the ability of yourself and others, even if someone goes up the mountain, you can find the other party at the first time, but I am afraid that if that person's martial arts are higher than your own, see her face, and detect something wrong, it will not be good.

After she thought about it, she considered making a mask to wear at all times and cover her face, just in case, so as not to let people see her true face.

She only discussed this matter with Li Haoyue, and she got his approval.

At that time, Li Haoyue decided to go to the town to help her buy one back, however, An Mingyu, who was extremely picky about aesthetics, resolutely refused to wear them no matter which one Li Haoyue bought, and really disliked them for being too ugly.

In the end, she used the tried and tested trick of "listening" to tell Li Haoyue about the practice of the mask, and asked him to make one by himself according to her request.

Li Haoyue is full of patience, even if he has never been exposed to this kind of thing, he still does it a little bit every day according to An Mingyu's words, and finally does it well today.

It was a silver mask, as thin as a cicada's wing, delicate and light, and the cumbersome patterns added a sense of nobility and mystery to it. The pattern with a mysterious sense of mystery is that if people saw it a hundred years ago, they would definitely bow down. Because it is a pattern that can only be worn by the most noble clan on the Yanhuang Continent, and it is also the family emblem of that clan.

Looking at the pattern, An Mingyu gently rubbed it a few times with his hand, his eyes were full of nostalgia.

I wonder if anyone still remembers this pattern, remembers their royal family? She hoped that someone would recognize the family emblem on it, and tell her about the past of their imperial family, how the extremely illustrious family came to ruin?

Thinking of this, An Mingyu lowered his eyes, covering up the haze that flashed in his eyes. Although a dynasty will eventually come to an end, she has long been mentally prepared for this result, and it is not unacceptable. After all, if thousands of years have passed, the enemies have been annihilated in the long river of history, even if she wants to take revenge, she has no way to start. But accepting the fact of the fall of the dynasty does not mean that she can forgive and relieve the last generation of the Huangfu people.

Which of those kings who died in history did not destroy the inheritance of their ancestors because of various reasons such as extravagance, tyranny, and unkindness?

It doesn't matter if it's absurd, just like her imperial grandfather indulged in the harem and began to degenerate, but he knew to abdicate in time and hand over the dynasty to the most suitable person at the time, her mother emperor, even if she was a woman.

Tyranny can also be, bloodthirsty as her mother and queen, killing people like hemp, using force to intimidate the world, and not doing her job, but she spares no effort to cultivate an heir, so she doesn't say that she is the emperor Mingyu, only that which of her younger brothers and sisters is not the dragon and phoenix among people?

The emperor's grandfather, who is addicted to beauty, and the mother emperor who doesn't like to take care of the government, don't all deliver the dynasty smoothly, so if you don't have the ability to hold the imperial power in your hands and refuse to let it go, and you don't find a good heir, the guy who led to the demise of the dynasty should die!

As soon as he thought that the descendants of the emperor's brother Minghuan had such unfilial descendants, An Mingyu's heart had a small flame bursting out, but it was only for a moment, and she was pressed down.

After all, thousands of years may have passed, so why is she angry with those goods? It is impossible to open the coffin and pull out the whip corpse, nor can it be removed from the genealogy, you must know that there is no one in this world in the Huangfu clan is still the same thing.

Unwilling to think deeply about how the dynasty would fall, let alone think about the bad premonition brought to her by what her uncle had said, An Mingyu, who was not ready to make any moves, completely took the mask from Li Haoyue's hand and put it on her face.

I saw that the silver mask completely covered her face, revealing only her eyes and mouth, but it also added a mystery to her admirable momentum, and the little person made people want to explore but did not dare to look directly.

Even though his face was covered, the mask was very comfortable to wear, An Mingyu nodded with satisfaction and said, "I like it very much." ”

Being able to get An Mingyu's satisfaction, and seeing her wearing a mask made by herself, Li Haoyue's heart couldn't help but feel a little excited. Thinking that after she put on the mask, no one would be able to see her true face, Li Haoyue felt that it was very safe, even if she went down the mountain, it would be fine.

In this regard, Li Haoyue couldn't help but start thinking that if Ah Yu could go down the mountain to live, he would not only be able to be with her every day, but also see his mother and family every day.

The little boy's heart flashed the idea of letting An Mingyu go down the mountain, but then he denied it, Ayu's safety first. As everyone knows, after An Mingyu took off the mask, he looked at the mask in his hand and pondered the same thing.

She's going to live here for a year, she's so bored, do you want to find a reason to go down the mountain and live? Besides, no matter how small the mosquito is, it is still meat, and no matter how closed the small mountain village is, there is more information than the mountain, and she can also see the daily life of ordinary people.

Wait for Li Haoyue to finish copying the history books, and there are others. He copied "Yanhuang Historical Records", which is the book of the master of the clan, because it is too thick and precious, the other party only allows him to copy it in the clan, otherwise, she can see it no matter how much she needs him to copy.

As soon as she thought that if she could go down the mountain, maybe there would be an unexpected joy, and if she got useful information earlier, she could know what happened to the dynasty since her death, An Mingyu's idea of going down the mountain became more and more urgent. She began to think seriously, how can she go down the mountain? As for the fact that her identity will be exposed, it is not worth mentioning, she has a mask, others can't see her face, and she will have thousands of ways to smoothly exchange her identity with Li Haoyu in the future.

Sleepy and met the pillow, Luo Chunhua under the mountain also made up her mind to let her little grandson go down the mountain. So after she racked her brains to coax Yang Yunniang to laugh at Li Tugen, she put on an expression that she couldn't do anything with him and let him go, waved her hand, and signaled him to hurry up, don't be angry with her mother in the old house, leaving only Yang Yunniang and her daughter to eat.

Li Tugen, who didn't even eat a mouthful of food, touched his head and felt a little aggrieved, it was a fact that his youngest son was not in good health, and he didn't lie, and the little baby on the mountain really couldn't be seen, not to mention that her identity was fake, even if he could see it, he was afraid that everyone wouldn't be able to stand it!

He didn't know when he left, he walked on the front foot, and his resolute mother didn't even eat on the back foot, so he took his daughter-in-law to the door of the patriarch's house.