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Chapter 325

The moment the mask was lifted, Mu Yuan's anger disappeared.

Instead, there was a lingering embarrassment and despair.

Qingge finally saw half of his face clearly.

That was half a ruined face.

I don’t know what kind of poison I was poisoned in the past, but half of my face is covered with scars. This is the result of poisoning in the past, where the toxins stayed on my face, corroding the skin and slowly forming scars.

Very...ugly.

It's so ugly that most people can't accept it.

Chu Qingge held the mask with five fingers and slowly tightened it.

She thought that Mu Yuan had been wearing half a mask because he didn't want her to see his true face, just like the man in black robe.

But he never thought that it turned out that he was just afraid that he would scare others because he was too ugly.

Obviously, the intact half of the face is so beautiful...

I wanted to say sorry, but I had to take off the mask myself.

Saying sorry doesn't make any sense at all.

What's more, in their current situation, they are enemies.

Chu Qingge put the mask back on him.

Mu Yuan looked at her, surprised for a moment.

But she didn't want to stay any longer.

Her acupuncture skills are powerful, but Mu Yuan's skills are very profound, and it is very fast to break through the acupoints.

Must flee immediately!

When Chu Qingge went out, she found that there were no guards outside.

The reason why I chose this time of day instead of night was because I knew that the guards would be less strict during the day than at night.

When I went out, I realized that this cottage was not pretty at all. The buildings were very dilapidated, and the rows of houses in the distance were all huts.

Chu Qingge passed by the backyard, planning to find an opportunity to sneak into the forest behind.

But I just passed by the house and before I stepped out, I heard a group of people talking in the yard.

"Sister Xianglan, I want it, I want it too."

"I want it too, Sister Pandan, I want osmanthus cake too."

"Sister Xianglan, I want it too!"

A group of children were surrounding Pandan, wanting something from her plate.

Chu Qingge's heart tightened slightly, it was the sweet-scented osmanthus cake that she just disliked and didn't taste good.

The difference between Pandan when she is with the children and when she is facing her is simply heaven and earth.

Xianglan explained gently: "There are only so many. Let's all share one piece. Each person only has half a piece."

"But, Sister Xianglan, I saw you put away a piece." A child stared at her hand aggrievedly.

Xianglan looked embarrassed, looked down at her hands, and wanted to take out the sweet-scented osmanthus cake, but hesitated for a moment and shook her head.

"No, my sister is really gone."

She originally wanted to take it out to everyone, but... there was sand on it.

"Sister is still making jujube paste cake. If the bad princess can't finish it, I will give you the rest later, okay?"

"Sister Xianglan, don't lie to us."

"I won't lie to you."

Pandan finally finished dividing the sweet-scented osmanthus cake on the plate, turned around and walked towards the simple kitchen in the backyard.

Chu Qingge turned aside and hid.

Looking around, he saw Xianglan walking past the hut where she had just been hiding.

Unexpectedly, Pandan stopped by the house, opened her palm, and found a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake hidden in her hand.

However, this piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake was not good. Not only was it slightly bitten, it was also dirty and had some sand on it.

She couldn't let the children eat it because the sand on top couldn't be removed!

Qingge’s heart tightened!

What Xianglan was holding was the piece she threw on the ground after taking a bite just now!

Chu Qingge never dreamed that Xianglan carefully removed the small sand, and finally she couldn't remove it, so she put the sweet-scented osmanthus cake into her mouth.

After taking a bite, I was so satisfied that I almost shed tears.

She finished the small piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake with great reluctance, and Xianglan even licked her fingers before walking quickly towards the kitchen.


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