The body was light, purple and yellow, jumped out of the water, and gently landed on the surface of the boat.

Rong Yunhe looked at the little hand that had been clutching his sleeve in a complicated way, and slowly put down the soaked woman.

Qin Luoyi only felt a tearing pain in his head, there was a mist in front of him, and he could only see a touch of purple in front of him in a daze: "Help, save me......"

She opened her mouth with difficulty, and her long nails sank into Rong Yunhe's flesh: "I want to live ......" Her pupils dilated, and even in the fainting, her hands never relaxed.

Rong Yunhe looked at her complicatedly, looked up at Rong Yutao and said, "She fainted." ”

Rong Yutao patted him on the shoulder with satisfaction, raised his foot and kicked Qin Luoyi. Qin Luoyi muttered and moved, revealing the crimson birthmark on half of his face. Rong Yutao suddenly showed a disgusted expression: "How did this woman look like this, it's really disgusting, hurry up and throw her out!" He flicked his sleeves, turned around and returned to the boat, and soon the sound of silk and bamboo sounded again.

Rong Yunhe picked up Qin Luo's clothes horizontally, and with a light tap of his toes, he landed on the shore without even getting his white boots wet. He pursed his lips, bent down to put her on the ground, glanced at Qin Luoyi indifferently, his eyes stayed on the birthmark on her left cheek for a moment, and the scene he saw in the Red Sleeve Garden flashed in his mind.

It turned out to be her.

She turned out to be alive.

Rong Yunhe thought of the blurred ball of flesh and blood, and couldn't help frowning, he walked to Qin Luoyi's side, took off his coat and covered her body, turned around and tapped his toes, and the figure disappeared in place in an instant.

In a daze, Qin Luoyi opened his eyes slightly, the back was so familiar, it seemed that he had seen it somewhere. The coat on his body brought a hint of warmth, Qin Luo's head tilted, he could no longer resist the surging sleepiness, and suddenly lost consciousness......

The thick aroma of medicinal herbs came to his nose, Qin Luoyi sniffled and slowly opened his eyes.

Striking is the familiar room, which is hers.

She sat up on the bed, her limbs were still a little weak, her mind was dizzy, and she was probably infected with the wind cold. The clothes on her body have been changed, and there is still a bitter smell of medicine in her mouth, it should be that Yulian has come to feed her medicine.

Qin Luoyi lifted the quilt and walked out of bed, staggered to the door, opened the door and looked around.

Empty, not a single one.

The man who saved her must have left, and she didn't know his name yet.

Qin Luoyi's heart felt a little lost for no reason, she rubbed her cheeks vigorously, walked to the basin, buried her face in the water, and forced herself to calm down.

"Huh!"

With his head suddenly lifted from the basin, Qin Luoyi took a deep breath and looked at the face reflected in the water.

This huge vermilion birthmark, like a hovering poisonous snake, occupies a small half of her face, and even she herself is disgusted to look at, no wonder the men don't even want to see her.

Although she has been constantly convincing herself, women always have a nature to love beauty, and Qin Luoyi is inevitably a little sad. Picking up a towel to dry his cheeks, Qin Luoyi unconsciously glanced at the basin, and the whole person suddenly froze in place.

She tentatively touched her right ear, the slightly raised part like a fold. Qin Luoyi's hand was forced, grabbed the raised fold, and tore it off suddenly!

The skin is as delicate as warm jade, soft and greasy, and pretty as a peach of three springs, where is there still a trace?

Qin Luoyi's hand couldn't help but tremble.

She looked at herself in the water in disbelief, suddenly turned around, stumbled to the dresser, grabbed the bronze mirror on it, and couldn't help but gasp when she saw herself in the mirror!