"It's okay if you don't say that the third sister is okay, I will be angry when I mention her!" Ye Chi frowned, pulled up Jiang Shu's right arm, and pulled the narrow sleeve of her jacket to her elbow, "Do you remember how the injury on the fourth sister's arm came about?" ”

"Remember, of course remember," Ye Fengzhi glanced at the walnut-sized pink scar on his slender forearm, nodded and said, "This is what the third girl threw eight years ago with a teapot filled with boiling water." It seems that you fought with her for a bead flower that time, and the bead flower was torn apart by pulling, which annoyed her, she threw you with a teapot, and the girl was beaten in order to push you away. ”

"It's been so many years, and Brother Feng still mentions what it does." Hearing him say this, Jiang Shu lowered his head and glanced at the scar on his arm, pretending to be embarrassed.

That look, that tone, as if you had really experienced it.

It's just that at the moment when he staggered his gaze, there was a slight look of clarity at the bottom of his eyes.

It's no wonder that after more than a month of careful care for many medicated baths and two dressings every day, all the other injuries on my body have healed, but this scar is still there.

"The fourth sister saved my life, and Entong recreated, how can I not mention it?" After showing the scar to Ye Fengzhi, Ye Chiwan quickly pulled down Jiang Shu's sleeve and said with a serious face.

"Where can it be so serious," Jiang Shu couldn't help but be a little amused when he saw her solemn appearance, "Even if I don't take that for you, at most this scar will appear on your body." ”

"But in that case, that teapot hit my face," Ye Chiwan thought about the situation back then, and still felt afraid, "If such a big scar appears on my face, the appearance will be broken, how can I live?" ”

"What else do you care about? Don't you just think about eating? Ye Fengzhi on the other side couldn't help but speak again.

"Brother Fengzhi, what do you mean?" Ye Chiwan's face changed suddenly, and he glared at him with some annoyance, "Even if people are interested in eating, you can't say that!" ”

"Sixth sister, Brother Feng is joking with you." Jiang Shu saw that this situation was not right, and was worried that the two would fall out as soon as they met, so he hurriedly pulled her sleeve to make a round.

Then, he changed the topic and said: "If you say that Entong is recreated, the sixth sister is also for me." Eleven years ago, in the summer, I was pushed into the lotus pond by the third sister, and if it wasn't for the sixth sister calling for someone to save me, I would have drowned. ”

I remember that on the evening of the day of the downpour, in the Qingran Pavilion, when Ping Qian's life experience was mentioned, Ye Chiwan seemed to say so.

"But I just shouted that someone saved you back then, and I didn't hurt myself at all, but you were injured for me," Ye Chiwan lowered his eyes and muttered for a moment, with a worried look on his face, "If the prince's brother-in-law sees this scar in the future and cares about your imperfections, wouldn't I have hurt you." ”

"If he is really so superficial, do you think I will still be rare about him?" Jiang Shu has always been lazy, and he can't stand the royal life of holding it all the time, so he doesn't want to marry into the Fuwang Mansion, so he naturally won't worry about this.

"If this king wasn't so superficial, Miss Ye would be rare, wouldn't she?" As soon as the words fell, a joking voice suddenly came from not far away.

Immediately afterwards, Zhu Changxun wore a pure white thick satin moire straight body, and walked out gracefully around the lush flowers and trees nearby. Behind him was a cowardly feather dressed in a black guard outfit with a sword in both arms.