Chu Shaoyang grabbed her hair, forced her to raise her head, and stared at her unrecognizable face. He couldn't help being surprised.
This was the first time in his life that he had seen such uncanny craftsmanship. It couldn't be more similar!
With these two heavy slaps from him, even the most delicate human skin mask would be unable to withstand it and crack.
But the mask on her face fit so perfectly with her skin that he couldn't even see the flaw even when he was so close.
The thin skin that was torn by the blow was indeed cracked, but what was exposed was not the skin under the mask, but a trace of blood seeping out of the wound.
His fingers touched the wound and touched the blood. The blood was hot and the wound was real.
"It hurts..." She gasped in pain and tried to avoid his hand, but he held her tightly, like a rabbit caught in an eagle's talons.
Chu Shaoyang did not let go of her, and put the bloody finger into his mouth, and a faint salty taste spread on the tip of his tongue.
The blood was real, it really flowed from her body.
The mask on her face doesn't look fake.
But what is going on
His sharp eyes turned confused.
Could it be that he misunderstood her? She is actually her, not someone else pretending to be her
But why did her temperament suddenly change and she no longer looked like her at all
Doubts came up one after another, and Chu Shaoyang felt as if his head was going to explode.
"Please, Prince, please spare Ning'er, spare Ning'er, please spare Ning'er, I'm really in pain..." She shrank back desperately, looking at him with fear in her eyes, her face was already covered by his He was beaten until he couldn't even recognize whether the woman in front of him was Ning'er.
If she was really Ning'er, didn't he slap the wrong person with these two slaps
A chill suddenly ran down Chu Shaoyang's back, and a fear he had never experienced before hit his heart.
Without thinking, he picked her up and strode into the room, shouting at the same time: "Come here! Go and ask for the ancient miracle doctor! Immediately, immediately!"
Regardless of whether she was Ning'er or not, he couldn't let her die like this. He had to ask clearly.
After placing her on the bed, Chu Shaoyang's face was as dark as water, and he looked at her on the bed for a moment.
She huddled in the corner of the bed, clutching the skirt of her chest tightly, her head almost hidden in her knees, not even daring to raise her head to look at him.
Seeing her like this, Chu Shaoyang couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.
This is not Ning'er at all!
Even if Ning'er lost her memory, she had never acted as cowardly as she does now.
The Ning'er he likes is not like this at all!
Therefore, she must be fake, fake!
"His Royal Highness King Chu, what I promised you has been completed. What else did you ask me to do?"
Gu Qingze's voice sounded from outside the door, with a hint of displeasure.
Chu Shaoyang did not look back, but pointed at Shen Ning, who was huddled at the corner of the bed, and said word by word: "Help me heal her face."
Gu Qingze's voice was even more dissatisfied.
"The deal between us does not include this. Do you think I, Gu Qingze, can treat everyone?"
He finished speaking coldly, turned around and left.
"Gu, you didn't even treat your own apprentice?" Chu Shaoyang's voice was colder than him.
Hearing this, Gu Qingze stopped and turned to look at him doubtfully.