Su Mohan lowered his eyes slightly, and his gaze turned from her fingers to her delicate face.

It seems that she is not as stupid as she imagined, and she has already begun to doubt!

Su Mohan was a little dissatisfied, calculating the time, it had only been more than two months, and it had already aroused her suspicions, but it was okay, just take this opportunity to dispel her doubts!

"You're in such a hurry to help me untie my clothes?" Su Mohan didn't stop it, but let Concubine Ye help him unbutton it, looking very enjoyable.

His warm breath sprayed on her face, making Concubine Ye's cheeks even redder, and at such a close distance, she was uncomfortable being stared at by his sharp and fiery gaze, so she could only pretend not to see it, and focused on unbuttoning his body.

Concubine Ye didn't bother to pay attention to his ridicule at all, she was in a hurry, but the more anxious she was, the more she couldn't untie it, and after a while, a layer of fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.

Su Mohan stared at her blushing little face, and her throat couldn't help but feel a little dry.

Concubine Ye pulled the placket of her clothes to the sides with both hands, and some eager gaze fell on his chest.

No...

Nothing!

There was nothing on the white chest, no marks from gunshot wounds at all, and no scars!

How could there be......

Concubine Ye's eyes were a little moist, and her mood was indescribably complicated.

Stretched out a white finger and gently fell to his chest, but before he could fall, he was suddenly pinched by a strong big hand.

Concubine Ye subconsciously looked up at him, but her lips brushed his lips, making her whole person froze, and she didn't sit still, and suddenly fell to the ground of the carriage, her eyes flickered, and she seemed to be a little embarrassed.

Su Mohan's hand was still holding her, and seeing that she was a little flustered, he immediately took the initiative to speak: "What are you doing in such a panic?" ”

Immediately pulled her up from the ground, Concubine Ye lowered her eyes and didn't dare to look at his gaze anymore, her heart was beating fast, as if out of control.

It wasn't until he pinched the pain that Concubine Ye came back to her senses, and when she met his frowning brows, she withdrew her fingers a little embarrassed, and said softly: "I'll help you take off your clothes, and let the doctor treat your wounds." ”

Su Mohan didn't stop her again, Concubine Ye carefully helped him take off his shirt, and her mind was still blank.

Soon, her gaze fell on his back again.

But on the smooth back, except for the hideous knife edge left today, the other positions are smooth and flat, and there is no scar at all.

Concubine Ye's throat was a little choked, and she sat back in her original position and said to the doctor, "I'm sorry for you." ”

Concubine Ye sat opposite, looking up at the man opposite from time to time, as if she was unwilling, but her eyes fell on his shoulder, and she didn't even have a mole she was familiar with.

She remembered clearly that Su Mohan had a small black mole on her shoulder, which was very small, but she was very impressed.

But the man in front of him ......

But there was nothing.

There was nothing consistent with her memory, which made her gaze inexplicably sour.

Concubine Ye lowered her eyes, clasped her hands on her knees, listlessly like a deflated ball.

Su Mohan's brows furrowed, and he couldn't understand Concubine Ye's thoughts for a while.

Does she want this Song Yichen he disguised to be herself?

Can... She clearly didn't want to see him......

Didn't she hate him, didn't she hate him?