No matter how much glory Huangfu Yi received in his life, no matter how many praises he received, they could not erase the shadow deep in his heart, a nightmare of a palace coup for power and revenge.
Feng Xuan ignored Huangfu Yi's words and kept using his own strength to support Huangfu Yi's heart beating along the way. Huangfu Yi should have passed out, but he still had one unfulfilled wish, so he refused to close his eyes for a long time.
"I'm here, tell me!" Feng Xuan held Huangfu Yi's hand tightly, holding back the tears lingering in his eyes for a long time.
"Take good care of Jun Yutian, and you must not give up saving him! Of course... I also know that you will never give up. You are... more persistent than me." Huangfu Yi showed an extremely painful look, not only
The pain in his body and the pain in his heart suppressed him.
"Huangfu Yi, from now on, you are not allowed to think about anything, and you are not allowed to read anything, until you are safe, do you hear me!" Feng Xuan became cruel and shouted at him, "As long as I, Dongyang Fengxuan, are here, don't you?
Will die!"
"Haha, are you angry for me, or are you worried about me?" The corners of Huangfu Yi's mouth drew a moving arc. His body, hands, and face were all covered in blood, as was Feng Xuan.
"Haven't you always been curious about my face under my mask? Cough cough cough -" Huangfu Yi struggled to squeeze out a sentence, for fear that he would never be able to speak again in the next moment, "Then take off my mask now."
Mask it."
What is this? Is this a confession of last words? Fengxuan finally couldn't bear it anymore, and tears burst out. Dongyang Fengxuan had never cried like this in her whole life, and she couldn't say anything.
, not thinking about anything. She only knows to protect Huangfu Yi's heart. She only knows that her heart is really uncomfortable and painful. She only knows that she is afraid that he will really die.
"Take off my mask." Huangfu Yi smiled slightly and spoke calmly.
He once said that no one could take off his mask unless he died, but now he actually asked her to take off his mask!
"No -" Feng Xuan shook her head vigorously, she would not let Huangfu Yi die, absolutely not!
"Stop crying." Huangfu Yi's eyes flashed slightly. Seeing her crying so hard for him, he felt really sad. He once thought that if he put on the mask, it would never be taken off again in this life, but now
At this moment, knowing that he was about to die, he suddenly hoped that she could take off his mask with her own hands and see his face.
Feng Xuan couldn't bear to see his disappointed eyes for a moment, so with trembling hands, he gently lifted off his mask as he said. He didn't know what kind of face was underneath the mask?
One hand protected his heart, and the other hand took off the silver mask. The moment she saw his true face, her heart trembled violently.
It was a face that could have been regarded as a perfect mythical spirit in the world. He was fair-boned, handsome and arrogant. He was both a god and an immortal. But there was a clearly visible long red scar on his left cheek, like a disgusting beast.
The poisonous insect clings to a perfect face, which is extremely asymmetrical.
The long ugly scar spread almost all over the left side of his face, but just looking at the beautiful outline on the right side, he was much more charming than any handsome man in the world.
Masculine beauty and feminine beauty are wonderfully blended in this man and fully interpreted.