Lian Yu's body trembled hard and she raised her eyes to look at Murong Yanran. There were already tears in her eyes, but she did not dare to hesitate at all. She hurriedly supported her body with her hands and kowtowed to Murong Yanran: "Thank you, Madam, for not killing me."
"
"Don't thank me"
Murong Yanran glanced at Grandma Li who was standing there mockingly.
His eyes were full of sarcasm: "If you want to thank me, just thank me properly, Grandma Li, who has forgotten what killing is."
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Lian Yu watched Murong Yanran's group of people's voices disappear at the corner of the courtyard door. After the fire light went away, she sighed softly: "It's so dangerous."
If Yue Qingyun hadn't thought of all the possible things that could happen before and deliberately hurt himself, I'm afraid the matter would have been exposed by now.
Yue Qingyun frowned hard: "Your face..."
Hearing this, Lian Yu raised her hand and caressed the wound on her face. While taking a breath of air, she raised the corner of her mouth and said, "It's just appearance. Compared with life, it's really nothing."
As he said that, his eyes turned even redder.
Covering his face, he turned around and walked to the dressing table. He picked up the bronze mirror and looked at the hideous wounds on his cheeks. His expression suddenly dimmed.
Yue Qingyun took a deep breath and wanted to say something, but nothing came out.
At this moment, all comfort is false
She knows very well that Lian Yu is now indifferent and that what she said just now is all false.
Which girl in the world doesn't like her own appearance, so how could she make such an understatement?
As if she understood Yue Qingyun's thoughts, Lian Yu put down the bronze mirror in her hand and whispered: "No matter what, at least they have no doubts at all, and we have survived."
Appearance is indeed important, but living is the best
Then he turned back and walked to the door. He glanced at the sky, which was much brighter than usual because of the firelight. He sighed softly and closed the door with his backhand.
Looking back at Yue Qingyun, the two of them seemed to see their own worried eyes in each other's eyes.
There is such a grandma Li who can use her nose to replace her eyes. The two of them found themselves a little nervous. They were really not sure whether the seriously injured Ling Wu could avoid this search.