After a while, he finally took a breath.
"Let me ask you, am I a beautiful man with beautiful trees in the wind, a graceful and unrestrained personality, and extraordinary martial prowess?" he asked in one breath.
Shen Ning looked at him in astonishment, never expecting that he would come in specially to ask herself such a boring question.
But she still glanced at him and shook her head seriously: "Not now."
"No?" The man jumped up like a cat whose tail was stepped on, and shouted: "Are your eyes as blind as those people? Who is I if I am not!"
Shen Ning didn't say anything, she just took out a small bronze mirror from her purse and handed it to him.
The man almost snatched the mirror from her hand, looked into the mirror, and his face suddenly turned red.
"This, this, this... Who is that ugly guy in the mirror?" He asked uncertainly.
Shen Ning said leisurely: "It's you."
"Nonsense, how could I be so ugly!" the man shouted.
The face was pitted and pitted, like a toad's skin, and had a gray-green tint. At first glance, he thought he had seen a ghost.
Then he thought, the ghost he saw was himself.
"Go and wash your face. The effect of your herbal plaster should be finished. I think the bruises on your face should also be swollen."
After Shen Ning mentioned it, the man remembered that he was still wearing herbal ointment on his face, but he had actually forgotten about it.
Immediately afterwards, he jumped out of the carriage like an arrow, jumped off the carriage, quickly ran to the river beside the road, and then plunged into the water.
After a while, he raised his head wetly, wiped the water droplets from his face, and then tore off a piece of his clothes to wipe his face clean.
He stared at the face reflected in the clear river water. He had handsome features and slightly dark skin. He couldn't help but grin, showing his white teeth.
The herbal ointment this little girl put on him was really effective. The bruises on his face almost disappeared, and he returned to the beautiful man who was graceful, elegant and martial.
He spent a long time admiring the shadow in self-pity by the river. He was finally satisfied and came back with a proud face. He saw the carriage still parked quietly on the side of the road, the horse chewing the grass quietly, and the afterglow of the setting sun. The entire carriage was rimmed with gold.
What a quiet and warm picture.
The corners of the man's mouth quirked up.
"Miss Ning, your medicine works well, look at my face..." He lifted the car curtain, and the excitement and joy on his face suddenly disappeared, his mouth opened wide, and his eyes were stunned.
She's gone!
"Miss Ning! Miss Ning!" The man shouted twice more in disbelief.
The small carriage was empty, but the cunning and eccentric little girl who was sitting in it talking lazily to him just now was missing.
He couldn't help but rub his eyes, got into the car and rummaged around, as if she was hiding under the car seat or somewhere.
"Where's the person? Has she left? Doesn't she even want the money?"
The man scratched his scalp, got out of the carriage, jumped on the horse again, and looked around.
There were not many people walking on the official road. Looking around, he did not see Shen Ning's slender figure.
"Miss Ning! Miss Ning!" He shouted loudly, causing people on both sides of the road to look sideways at him.
He ignored everyone's surprised looks and felt his heart tighten, as if he had lost something.
Originally, he had been worried that the other party would pester him like a candy. Although he wanted to lure her to follow him, he did not want to be entangled with her, but she suddenly walked away, which was difficult for him to accept.