"Miss, you are so polite. I will take good care of my wife and watch Zhuangzi, waiting for you to come back."
"If Jun Youqi comes to ask me where I have been, just tell the truth." With Jun Youqi's well-informed information, he couldn't hide it from him. What's more, the Nine-turn Mountain Grass fell into the hands of the pirate Yuan Batian.
Qi Qi said, "As for Jun Mo Shang, tell him to stay in the capital and concentrate on what he should do. I will see him again by fate."
"I understand." Jiang Heng warned, "Master, you should also pay attention to safety when you go out."
"I have to go." She nodded slightly and led Xiao Shunzi towards the door. When she reached the door, she paused again, "Xiao Shunzi, wait here, I forgot something.
Go back to your room and get it."
"Help you, little one."
"No need, I'll go by myself." Before he could say more, she had already returned to the side room. She walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, looking down at Jun Lone Shang who was sleeping soundly. She looked at him with a hint of emotion in her eyes.
tenderness.
His skin is abnormally fair and a bit weird. It has a kind of evil beauty against the right side of his handsome and extraordinary face. His long eyelashes are thick and thick, curled up in a beautiful arc, and his thin lips are not very bloody, but they are very beautiful.
Emotional.
If his left cheek was as handsome as his right cheek, he would be a rare handsome man in the world. It's a pity...
Staring at the cold iron mask that he never took off when sleeping, her eyes were full of distress.
Not only was his left eye gouged out by his biological mother, but with her medical skills, when he took off the mask, he knew that his left face was cut off piece by piece by her mother, and the skin and flesh on his face were cut off bit by bit.
, cut a piece, and sprinkled poisonous powder on the wound, so that his wound could not heal, and the flesh and blood were bitten by the poisonous powder and turned into dead flesh.
Over a long period of time, the pitted dead flesh grew into stiff and disgusting scars.
Reaching out and taking off his mask, I looked at his horribly mutilated left cheek. There were no eyeballs in the empty eye holes, and the bones were unusually thick and resembled animal bones. A normal person would have fainted from shock when he saw it.
She was not afraid at all, and touched his left cheek with her fingers. Her face showed no expression, but her eyes became softer and softer, "Jun Mo Shang, you know? Your left cheek makes me feel so distressed."
Feeling the stiff scars under her fingers, those old scars had grown together with his bones, forming lumps and bumps. With the neatly cut edges on his temples, she could almost see a helpless little boy in his teens.
Lying on the bed, a gentle and beautiful woman took a sharp dagger and cut off the flesh on the boy's left face piece by piece...
Although the scars on the left side of her face were of the same type and were very old, she could tell from the different depths of the scars that a small piece of Jun Mo Shang's face would be cut in about a day. She glanced at the total scars.
The number of blocks is...not much.
Just ten dollars.
One day, a piece of flesh on the face was cut off, and in ten days, the entire left side of the face was cut off.
She had to use the medicine, she was very careful, and her knife skills were perfect. Twenty years later, she, a miracle doctor, could still tell that one cut a day was ten pieces.
And it didn't hurt the right side of his face at all.
Thinking of Jun Mo Shang's suffering, she really wanted to ask where the vicious bitch from Concubine Li was buried, and wanted to dig out her body and whip her body. It had been twenty years, and it was probably already a pile of bones.
She's going to poke all those bones and grind them into ashes!
