As a result, a family of four, including her younger brother, were pushed to this remote place.
But no matter what, it is still a lineage of the Duke's Mansion.
These Luo Yu have long known that it's just time and time. Who will remember the lost power in their hearts? The engagement is just a joke.
Feiyan watched Luo Yu go out without any cover-up, her pretty face suddenly collapsed, and he sighed deeply.
Her daughter obviously did not have this red birthmark when she was born.
I don't know why it suddenly started to appear after the age of three, turning this peerless appearance into a flawless appearance.
No matter how many doctors tried to cure it, they all said it was a birthmark.
But it's really strange that there are birthmarks that were not present at birth but appeared later.
And apparently her daughter Jun Luoyu doesn't care at all about her ugly reputation spreading all over the world. She seems to be living a more carefree life than anyone else. Alas, it's not Yan who is that worried.
Stepping out of the house, it's called a house, but it's actually just a little bigger than an ordinary house.
Jun Luoyu walked calmly on the street.
Seeing that the neighbors were already used to seeing it, but they still showed disgust in their eyes, Luo Yu simply chose to ignore it and headed towards the dozens of acres of tea gardens in the back hills of the town.
These looks weren't enough to make her care.
With a faint smile on his lips, Luo Yu raised his head and looked at the sky.
It has been fourteen years since we came to this era.
She thought she would definitely die, but she didn't expect to be reborn here.
Is it fate or chance?
Luo Yu or Ye Yi don't have the mental energy to pursue it. It's good to be alive. It's great to be reborn again.
Dusk turns lonely and night falls.
Luo Yu said she went to pick tea, just to avoid listening to her mother's nagging, and that she went to the back mountain just to catch the scene.
In the dark night, in front of a waterfall on the mountain behind the town, Luo Yu was sitting on a protruding rock under the waterfall, with his legs dangling in the water, swaying.
Comb your fingers together to untangle your hair.
The flying black hair covered the red birthmark on the cheek.
The exposed half of the face, reflected in the white moonlight, is so beautiful that it dazzles the world.
The little beasts that occasionally ran out of the forest were a little dumbfounded and squatted by the waterfall without moving.