Mu Youfeng and Ruan Zhong quickly walked to Shi Mansion.
Through the window, you could see Yitong sleeping soundly. Although you didn’t know what Mu Zixiao did to her, looking at her tired look, you could imagine the cry she had received.
Thinking of this, Mu Youli clasped his fist tightly and made up his mind: he would never let that damn Mu Zixiao go!
Zixuan gently pushed open the door, and Mu Youfeng also took a lighter pace. When he walked to the bed, he saw Yitong's face was pale and his breathing was still very heavy, as if he was an old and weak patient.
Mu Youfeng reached out to touch her pale face gently. Zixuan saw that the two of them were so affectionate and a hint of relief flashed through her heart. My sister's crying over the years was really not in vain. No matter what, the prince still cared about her.
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So he bent down and quietly retreated, leaving the silence of the room to Mu Youfeng and Yitong.
Mu Youfeng's fingers were long and warm, wandering on Yi Tong's face with love. Yi Tong, who was sleeping, seemed to be infected by this, rubbed his palms, and enjoyed his palms without hesitation.
Seeing that she was acting coquettishly in her palm like a kitten, Mu Youli couldn't help but curl her lips into a smile.
And Yi Tong seemed to be sleeping soundly, and even had a beautiful dream, smiling slightly in the dream.
Mu Youfeng's fingers seemed to be addicted, wandering lovingly on her face. Somehow, in his memory, there seemed to be someone who snuggled in his arms like this.
That kind of taste is a sweet smell in my heart even though I have forgotten the past.
His fingers copied her face over and over again. Although it was ordinary and not beautiful, this woman gave herself a different feeling.
Suddenly, my fingers encountered some resistance. Mu Youfeng paused his hand and lowered his head to look carefully. Although this face was not outstanding, it was very smooth. Why did he suddenly feel like he had touched a wound?
When she thought of the wound, Mu Youfeng's heart sank a little. Did she suffer any injuries that were not even found by the doctor?
This Muzixiao is so... so damn it!
Mu Youli lowered his head and looked carefully, but found that Yi Tong's face had a shallow trace near his ears.
What's this?
Has Mu Zixiao even hit her?
Mu Youfeng's heart was even more uncomfortable. He reached out to smooth out the traces on her face, but he found that the traces were getting deeper and deeper.
What exactly is this?
Suddenly, Mu Youfeng remembered something!
He picked up the cup on the table and poured some water into his palms. It slowly moistened Yi Tong's face. The shallow trace was getting deeper and deeper, and even the edge part seemed to have opened.
The pages of the book are slightly raised.
Mu Youfeng's doubts were even more serious, and of course he knew what this was.
The legendary disguise technique, that is, the face in front of you is not the true face of Yi Tong.
Thinking of this, Mu Youfeng's heart began to be anxious. Will the vague shadow in his mind be clearly displayed in front of him?
He poured some water and evenly sprinkled it on Yi Tong's face. The thin layer of human skin appeared wrinkled on Yi Tong's face.
Mu Youli's hands together revealed Yi Tong's true face.
ah!
When his entire face was exposed, he couldn't help but scream, and the ** in his hand fell to the ground.
What kind of face is this! Not only is the facial features ferocious and ugly, but there are some spots on the face and crisscrossing scars!
Mu Youli began to doubt, is it really this person?
Why did her face look like this?
Because he shouted, although the sound was not loud, it was enough to wake up. Yi Tong, who was half awake.
She opened her eyes and saw Mu Youli's shocked face, and she was also a little puzzled.
Slowly sat up, she finally opened her mouth and asked hoarsely: "What's wrong? You?"
Mu Youfeng tried hard to suppress the surprise in his heart, but he opened his mouth but couldn't speak.
Yitong whispered: "I want to drink water. Where is Zixuan?"
Seeing that Mu Youfeng didn't move, she wanted to pour water by herself, but when she looked down, Mu Youfeng was one step faster and stepped on the ** falling to the ground.
Yi Tong didn't understand. He seemed a little abnormal today, but his body was weak and his head was still in pain. Yi Tong couldn't think so much and struggled to get up.
Mu Youli held her, placed her on the bed, poured a glass of water by himself, and fed her carefully.
Yitong slowly drank water, but suddenly felt a drop of water fall from her nose.
She was a little confused. What's wrong?
She looked up and looked at Mu Youfeng, but the latter quickly turned his body and could not see his face at all.
Yi Tong was a little puzzled and asked softly: "What's wrong with you?"
She reached out and wiped off the drip of water from her nose.
Mu Youli didn't respond. After a while, he said, "Are you in good health?"
Yitong didn't know what Mu Youfeng was awkward, and didn't care much. She knew very well about her own body, but there were many things that could not be told to Mu Youfeng, so she could only say: "It's much better. Don't worry!
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After drinking the water, Yitong handed the cup to Mu Youfeng, who still carried her on her back, took the cup and placed it on the table.
Yi Tong couldn't understand even more. When did Mu Youfeng become so shy and refuse to look at him?
Then he said, "What's wrong with you? What's going on?"
Mu Youfeng still refused to turn around, and Yitong's doubts became deeper. She sat up hard and grabbed Mu Youfeng's sleeve, pulled it and stood up.
Mu Youli didn't expect her to do so. Before she could dodge for a while, Yitong clearly saw two shiny tears on his face and tears were still falling in his eyes.
Yi Tong has known Mu Youfeng for so long and has children, but she has never seen Mu Youfeng like this.
At the moment, he became even more confused: "What's wrong with you?"
Seeing that she had discovered it, Mu Youli had nothing to hide, so she turned around generously and gently placed her on the bed, but still didn't say anything.
Yitong could not let him go, and grabbed his sleeve: "You are talking! What's wrong with you?"
Suddenly, the only one who could make Mu Youfeng so worried was the little prince. Yi Tong's heart suddenly hurt, and his ten fingers tightly held Mu Youfeng's hand: "Is it the little prince..."
Mu Youfeng was worried that she would be thinking about it, so he quickly grabbed her hand and comforted her: "No, the little prince's condition is very stable. I..."
After saying a word, I couldn't continue.
"What's wrong with you?" Yi Tong's patience was about to be worn out.
Mu Youfeng's face darkened, he lowered his head, buried it in Yitong's palm, and whispered: "I'm sorry for you!"