Accompanied by the sound of horse hoofbeats and neighing, there was also the angry shouting of the housekeeper of the Lucheng Palace.
"General Ji, you... you are so rude, the prince will definitely blame you!"
Ji Yunyuan's response was filled with overwhelming anger, "Blame? If my Nanyan is missing a hair, I will raze the Lucheng Palace to the ground!"
After that, he stopped the hurried servants, took the buckets from their hands, and poured it down over their heads!
"General, the fire is too strong, you must not do it!"
Ji Yunyuan raised his hand and shook the person pulling him aside.
He walked away quickly and jumped into the sea of fire!
Thick smoke billowed and the fire burned into the sky.
He Mucheng had reached her limit. She kept coughing. In a daze, she saw someone wearing armor slowly appearing in front of her eyes...
"Ji Yunyuan?" She murmured, then her body lightened up and she was picked up heavily.
The heat around her body faded away, and He Mucheng felt herself being pulled into a wet embrace. At this moment, she finally woke up a little.
"Ji Yunyuan, save her, save Wang Xian..."
Ji Yunyuan lowered his head and saw a girl behind her, with a strange mask on her face.
He didn't have time to think too much, he just extended his arms and jumped out of the cabinet.
However, just when he was about to escape, the beams on the roof crashed down with a bang!
Ji Yunyuan stepped back repeatedly, but was still a step too late. He felt a burning sensation on his cheeks, but he had no time to think.
The beam fell to the ground and sparks flew everywhere. He held his breath and concentrated. Just when the movement stabilized, Ji Yunyuan saw the right opportunity and flew up, stepping on the blazing fire and rushing out of the sea of fire!
Wang Yan hurriedly came forward and took over Wang Xian. Seeing that her face was protected and strong, he glanced at He Mucheng who only covered his breath with a brocade handkerchief, and finally straightened his back.
He handed Wang Xian to Wang Xuan and bowed deeply to Ji Yunyuan.
Ji Yunyuan hugged He Mucheng, nodded slightly in return, and walked towards the gate of the palace.
"General Ji," Wang Yan called him. Seeing that his footsteps stopped and he did not turn around, Wang Yan sighed softly, "If General Ji has scars on his face, come to me, the Langya Wang Family, and I will find the best doctor for you.
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"Thank you." Ji Yunyuan only replied with two words, then raised his feet and left straight away.
The commotion behind him became more and more distant, and seeing that the little girl in his arms seemed to be almost unable to hold on any longer, Ji Yunyuan had no choice but to step into the carriage and place her gently on the couch.
In a daze, He Mucheng heard the sound of the system:
[If you have physical contact with Ji Yunyuan, the points will be increased by 2. If Ji Yunyuan's mood fluctuates greatly, the points will be increased by 10, and the total points will be 12.]
He Mucheng smiled greedily, then his vision went dark and he fell into a coma completely.
This night, she slept in a hazy state.
When I woke up, I could hear pacing and whispering in my ears.
"Ah Ying, give me a glass of water..." He Mucheng called out based on his instinct.
Soon, she was helped up and sat on the bedside in a daze.
His lips were soaked with warm tea, He Mucheng swallowed and slowly opened his eyes.
What caught his eye was a stern face. He Mucheng choked on his throat with a sip of tea, and then coughed up tears.
"Are you feeling better?" Ji Yunyuan asked hoarsely.
"Ahem...I'm fine..." He Mucheng waved his hands, his eyes filled with tears, "What's wrong with your face?"
"Ayan, the general hurt his appearance in order to save you..." At this time, the little beauty behind Ji Yunyuan spoke hastily.
He Mucheng finally noticed Yingying Yanyan standing in the room.
The leading woman was the tallest, with fair skin, like a snow lotus nourished by thousands of years of snow. He Mucheng searched for memories. Her name was Dong Ning.
At this time, she was looking at He Mucheng with worry, while the other two beauties beside her also nodded frequently.
Seeing her silence, Ji Yunyuan stretched out his big palm to touch her face...
He Mucheng suddenly leaned back and ran away in disgust.
When Ji Yunyuan saw this, his palm stopped in mid-air, and finally he restrained himself and took it back. He stood up and said calmly, "Now that you're awake, let's take good care of ourselves."
After that, he turned and left.
You could hear a pin drop in the room, and for a moment, an atmosphere of silence rose around He Mucheng. She moved her toes, feeling extremely embarrassed.
Dong Ning stepped forward with the money for the medicine, "Ayan, it's time to take the medicine."
He Mucheng twitched the corner of his mouth.
Although the beauties in front of her were deliberately friendly to her, He Mucheng could still feel a slight sense of alienation.
Who can be blamed? Who made Nanyan fail to leave a good impression at first?
Thinking of this, He Mucheng tried to lighten the atmosphere. She took the medicine, stirred the soup, looked at Dong Ning seriously, and said, "The shape of your eyebrows is not suitable."
It's okay that she didn't say anything. This opening caused the already small atmosphere to drop to zero in an instant!
He Mucheng succeeded in seeing the rage on the face of the beauty behind Dong Ning...
Doesn’t the conversation between women start with beauty? What part went wrong?
Seeing that Dong Ning's face turned pale with anger, He Mucheng quickly put down the medicine bowl and silently exchanged an eyebrow pencil from the system.
[Redemption successful, remaining points 8.]
He Mucheng's heart was bleeding!
"A Ning, what I mean is that I will draw a better one for you!" She shook the eyebrow pencil in her hand and explained hurriedly.
Everyone immediately opened their mouths, maybe they were all thinking, she just came back from the fire scene, where did these strange things come from?
Before everyone could recover, He Mucheng took the brocade handkerchief from Dong Ning's hand, wetted it with tea and wiped off her eyebrows.
Slowly, a lower eyebrow gradually took shape that could better reflect her softness.
Surprise flashed in the eyes of the other two beauties. One of them, a petite beauty, took the bronze mirror, placed it in front of Dong Ning, and said excitedly, "A Ning, look, the eyebrows A Yan painted for you are very suitable for you!"
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Dong Ning took the bronze mirror in surprise and was lost in thought.
He Mucheng took advantage of the victory and pursued, "You are born soft and beautiful. If you move your eyebrows forward, you can better highlight the temperament of a little crybaby."
As soon as she said these words, there was laughter all around, and the atmosphere instantly became warmer.
At this time, the beauty who handed the bronze mirror couldn't sit still anymore. She hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed He Mucheng's sleeve, "Ayan, look at my makeup. Is there anything wrong with it?"
Rain and dew are all wet? He Mucheng looked at the few points left and reluctantly redeemed a lipstick sample.
Yes, 4 points can only be redeemed for samples.
"You have thick makeup, so your lip color shouldn't be too light. This color will make you look whiter."
Soon, the little beauty also started to admire it in the mirror.
"Ah Qian, looking at you like this, you've turned a lot whiter. You've almost caught up with Ah Ning!" The last beauty praised her and also stepped forward.
He Musheng redeemed a perfume sample and stared at the 0 remaining points, crying without tears...
Before the last person could speak, He Mucheng was instantly full of smiles, "You are Ah Zhi, right? Your makeup is perfect, but the fragrance on your body is not suitable for you. Beizhi is like summer, and the fragrance of flowers is even better."
After saying that, she pressed the pump head, and the fragrance suddenly filled her nose.
"It smells so good!" Bai Zhi took the perfume sample, put it in her arms longingly, and said quietly, "Thirteenth Lang will definitely like this smell..."
Hmm? Thirteenth Lang?
Listening to her murmur, He Mucheng seemed to see a piece of green grassland above Ji Yunyuan's head...
Seeing that He Mucheng was stunned and silent, Dong Ning hid her face and smiled, "The Thirteenth Prince mentioned by Ah Zhi is Xie Song, the Thirteenth Young Master of the Xie Family."
He Mucheng was even more surprised!
She lowered her voice and reminded, "Aren't you afraid that Ji Yunyuan will blame you for missing other men so blatantly?"
