"I am a monster, and I will kill you." Bei Niyuan looked disappointed and his tone was very sad.
He is an evil man and does not deserve friends.
"Nonsense." Yun Tingruo snorted lightly and patted Bei Niyuan on the shoulder, giving him silent comfort.
"Thank you." Bei Niyuan was very touched at this time.
Yun Tingruo's eyelashes trembled slightly and her tone was soft: "Beiniyuan, what was the question just now?"
She said about looking at his scars.
The word "scar" made Bei Niyuan feel as cold as ice. Yun Tingruo was secretly surprised, as expected, he couldn't ask.
Bei Niyuan took a deep breath, and it could be seen that he was excited again, but it was much better than before.
And he was shaking all the time.
But it wasn't shaking badly, it was a controlled, slight shaking.
"Bei Niyuan, don't think about those things, you should be living a better life now."
Yun Tingruo held Bei Niyuan's hand with his backhand, giving him strength invisibly.
"I'm fine."
Bei Niyuan smiled, his emotions controlled and stable.
Yun Tingruo was surprised and felt that his understanding of Bei Niyuan should be improved to a higher level.
He has great restraint.
It can be seen that his heart is getting stronger.
"You--!" Yun Tingruogang spoke.
Bei Niyuan grabbed Yun Tingruo's hand and placed it directly on his scar.
The scars are pitted and a little clumsy.
Yun Tingruo didn't scream, nor was he frightened by the sudden attack.
Instead, she pinched the scar very calmly.
"Does it hurt."
Bei Niyuan shook his head, peaceful and vicissitudes of life: "It doesn't hurt."
Yun Tingruo squinted his eyes, and saw that the surface of Bei Niyuan's scar was shrunken epidermis, and the toxins in it remained. If it was not eliminated, the scar would probably expand.
"Does it itch?"
Bei Niyuan thought for a while: "I feel itchy at night."
He thought Yun Tingruo was just curious about the scar.
I didn’t think much about it.
"I understand." Yun Tingruo's eyes melted into the shadows.
There is still help.
"Okay, let's not talk about it anymore." Bei Niyuan's eyes were innocent, but there was an unknown light shining, very light.
Hiding the inner pain.
A smile appeared at the corner of Yun Tingruo's mouth. It was very faint and quick, just like the midnight epiphyllum that only bloomed for a moment!
"Remember, don't eat chili peppers and eat more light foods."
In modern times, this scar would only require a minor surgery.
But in this backward time and space, we have to cultivate slowly.
Bei Niyuan was very puzzled by her question, and there was mist in his eyes: "Why."
Then he seemed to think of something again. He looked up and saw Yun Tingruo, still smiling peacefully.
He suddenly felt something.
But it only appeared in my mind for a moment and then disappeared.
The little mouth opened, revealing two white little tiger teeth, looking cute: "Do you want to cure my scar?"
His look of surprise and suspicion was mixed with a hint of expectation, and his little face looked full of childishness.
"Yes." Yun Tingruo didn't hide it and uttered one word.
For a moment, the air became deathly silent.
The whole world seemed to have been silenced in an instant.
Bei Niyuan's mind went blank.
"You mean... you mean..." he said intermittently.
Too shocked and too happy.
Bei Niyuan was left speechless.
Yun Tingruo smiled softly and nodded.
"Can you really heal my scar?"
Bei Niyuan asked again.
It's not that he doesn't believe it, it's that this scar haunts him and is the source of the most pain in his heart.
"I never lie."
Yun Tingruo's extremely innocent eyes flashed, which was a little funny.
"Yeah, yeah." Bei Niyuan excitedly held the wooden gun and circled around Yun Tingruo several times.
The laughter almost shook the entire sky.
****
In the garden full of flowers, figures large and small were picking red flowers.
The flowers are the size of a palm, silky like thin wings, and red like flames.
"Miss, do you really want to help the Northern Prince remove his scar?"
Dong'er was carrying a basket and asked while searching.
"Yes." Yun Tingruo picked off the flame flower and threw it into Dong'er's basket.
The scar on Bei Niyuan's face gave her a chance to experiment.
If only this beauty cream could erase his scars.
Then you can also put a few bottles of whitening cream in the eye cabinet to eliminate scars and burns.
"But he is from the enemy country." Dong'er curled her lips. The North Country and the Feng Country were hostile. Although there was no war in the past two years, the young lady made whitening cream for the prince of the enemy country.
This let the emperor know whether he would punish the young lady for being a collaborator.
"In my eyes, he is a human being." Yun Tingruo picked the last flame flower and turned it in his hand.
If it was because of his identity, then she wouldn't have contacted him in the first place.
Dong'er sighed. She also felt sorry for the prince, but the relationship between the two countries was really tense.
"Don't worry, when we give him this whitening cream, it's also the day we leave the palace."
Yun Tingruo smiled.
"Really?" Dong'er's eyes lit up, she could finally leave the palace.
Staying in this palace every day makes my heart beat with fear.
I was afraid that my head would be in a different place when I woke up.
"If I remember correctly, in four days, there will be a hunting meeting for the royal family."
She will definitely be released from the palace by then.
"I miss Xiaochi, I miss Yunlin, and I miss the children." When Dong'er heard that there were still four days, she burst into tears with excitement.
Yun Tingruo squinted her eyes, wondering how the children were being trained.
She was calm on the outside, but she was also anxious inside.
This is her hard work and there must be no mistakes.
"Wash the flame flower and boil it in warm water." Yun Tingruo recovered her inner emotions and directed Dong'er to get busy.
Not far away, Jing Cui stood under a flower tree, covered with fallen flowers. Many petals fell off her head and shoulders.
His eyes were fixed on the figure in front of him.
Dark light flashed across his eyes quickly.
What to do, what to do, if the little fool cannot be killed before tomorrow.
She was dead.
Jing Cui clapped her hands in panic, and a petal fluttered on the back of her hand, crystal clear, making people feel calm.
Got it! An idea flashed in Jing Cui's mind, and she almost cried out with joy.
Fortunately, she covered her mouth quickly, otherwise the little fool would have discovered it.
The body turns quietly, the wind blows, the flowers fall, leaving petals all over the ground.
"Miss, what do you think Jing Cui wants to do?"
When Dong'er saw Jing Cui leaving, her tone was calm.
"She only wanted to kill me, so naturally she wanted to do this." Yun Tingruo's tone was very relaxed, without any fear.
"Miss." Dong'er stamped her feet. The lady knew that someone was going to kill her, but she still didn't care.
But Dong'er looked back and thought, yes, the young lady is so powerful, and that Jing Cui is so stupid, how can he be the young lady's opponent.
By then, not even the dregs will be left alive.
Yun Tingruo ignored Jing Cui and walked back to the palace. He went to the kitchen with Dong'er and removed a spiritual grass called Chi Lian Cao from the space.