Rong Xuan drove the carriage back to Prince Yan's Mansion.
Along the way, system notifications kept ringing in his ears, causing him to frequently look back at Ji Fan.
Ding! Please note the host, the villain’s degree of darkness has been raised to 53
Ding! Please note the host, the villain’s degree of darkness has been raised to 54
Ding! Please note the host, the villain’s blackness level has been raised to 55
Compared to the noise of the system, the man sitting quietly in the carriage seemed a little too silent. In the splattered darkness, his left hand rested quietly on his knee, with several light cyan veins stretched on the back of his hand. His right hand was tightly covering his face, caressing the wound that was neither deep nor shallow, and he lowered his eyes and wondered what he was thinking. By the end, the blood on his face had dried up and formed a slightly hard scab.
Rong Xuan couldn't help but asked again in a low voice: "Are you okay?"
Ji Fan shook his head and said the same thing: "Nothing."
When he saw that he had arrived at the mansion, he jumped out of the carriage before Rong Xuan could say anything, covered his face and walked quickly into the mansion. The deputy commander was leading people on patrol at night. Leng Buding saw Ji Fan coming back. Before he could speak, he saw his master passing by like a gust of wind and coldly said: "Go to the doctor quickly!"
Ji Fan went straight into the main room, and the door slammed shut with a loud bang.
Rong Xuan followed behind. He was startled when he heard the movement and paused while walking up the steps. He subconsciously looked at the deputy commander and others, but saw that they were staring at him in confusion, and quickly reminded him: "What are you doing standing there, go find the doctor!"
When the deputy commander saw that both of them were fine, he thought to himself that they didn't look like they were injured, so why did they need to see a doctor for no reason. But he didn't dare to ask, so he immediately sent a boy out to ask for a doctor.
The first thing Ji Fan did when he entered the house was to look in the mirror. He leaned over and stared at the bronze mirror for a long time, his eyes roving over the dark red wound on his face, and his slender brows furrowed fiercely little by little.
The sword energy of Xuanyuan Qing's moves is so sharp that no ordinary person can match it. Even if this injury heals, I'm afraid it will leave a scar that won't go away even if it's on the face.
Rong Xuansu likes to be beautiful, but I don’t know what she will think when she sees this injury...
Ji Fan thought about this and silently clenched his fingertips, his face looking as ugly as possible. He originally thought that Xuanyuan Qing had helped him in the past, so he was more tolerant, but he didn't expect that the other party turned out to be a complete idiot. He hurt Rong Xuan first, and then himself. A great kindness has turned into an enemy.
It would be fine if this scar disappears, but if it doesn't disappear...
Ji Fan's eyes darkened for a moment, showing a bit of cruelty silently.
"Squeak-"
The sound of Rong Xuan pushing the door open suddenly interrupted Ji Fan's distant thoughts. As soon as he entered the door, he saw Ji Fan looking at himself in the mirror. He didn't realize what he was doing, and immediately stepped forward to check his injury: "If your wound hurts, let me see."
Ji Fan turned around hurriedly, tilting his head to avoid his hand: "I said it's okay, it'll be fine in a few days."
His attempts to hide his secrets were so obvious that no matter how stupid Rong Xuan was, he still had to think about it. He held Ji Fan's shoulders and turned him to face him, but saw that the other person was still covering the injury on his face with his hands: "Why are you covering it? Put it down and let me take a look."
Ji Fan only felt embarrassed in his heart: "Have you never seen other people getting hurt? What's there to see?"
Rong Xuan laughed angrily: "What does it have to do with me when others get hurt? I don't want to see them even if they beg me to see them."
Seeing Rong Xuan chasing after her, Ji Fan had no choice but to lie down on the bed and cover his head with a quilt: "It's not a good-looking thing, so why do you chase after it?"
He was desperate, otherwise he would never have done such a thing. Wrap yourself up in a ball with a quilt. From a distance, you can't tell the difference between head and tail. Rong Xuan knelt half beside the bed, stretched out his hand and pulled down the edge of the quilt: "Let me see what you are afraid of. I don't think you are ugly."
This sentence touched Ji Fan's pain point somewhere. He pulled off the quilt with a loud bang, pursed his lips tightly, and said with a hint of anger: "You think I'm ugly?!"
It was dimly lit in the wine cellar and he couldn't see clearly. Now when he took a closer look at the candlelight, Rong Xuan discovered that the wounds on his face were somewhat deep. He didn't bother to answer Ji Fan's question just now. He frowned and held up his face and asked, "Why is the wound so deep? Do you still feel pain?"
Ji Fan paused slightly when he heard this. He could neither say a word of pain nor a word of "no pain". He raised his eyes to look at Rong Xuan and saw his own reflection clearly in the other person's eyes. The color of his lips lost color. He was silent for a long time before uttering a sentence: "... Is it really deep?"
Rong Xuan thought to himself: "This is not deep, so what is deep?!"
Ji Fan's heart suddenly went cold when he heard this. He grabbed Rong Xuan's wrist hard, clasping his fingertips tightly, as if he was afraid that he would run away, and said in a harsh voice: "I will hire famous doctors all over the world, and I will never let scars leave on my face."
Rong Xuan was stunned when he heard this and forgot to speak.
When Ji Fan saw this, he thought he didn't believe it. Thinking of the other party's usual romantic behavior, he tightened his grip on Rong Xuan, his knuckles were faintly blue, his face was ugly, and he said in a deep voice, "Rong Xuan..."
He said: "Rong Xuan..."
Inexplicably, there was a bit of gnashing of teeth.
"Even if your appearance is damaged, you must not find another person..."
Ji Fan closed his eyes, his voice was low and hoarse, and suddenly there was a hint of pleading that was not easy to detect: "I never want to hurt you and imprison you, but please don't do anything that will make me feel cold..."
He has always been an insecure person.
Everything Ji Fan wanted in life was obtained by calculation, but Rong Xuan fell into a trap. He didn't want to weave a golden cage or restrain his wings. In his heart, he only hoped that one day he would be able to wield power and hold a heavier bargaining chip to keep the other party.
But that can't change the fact that Ji Fan has nothing now.
His biological mother came from a humble background, but she was favored by the emperor because of her stunning appearance. Later, she died amid strife in the harem. That woman left nothing to Ji Fan, except for this equally stunning skin. It was the only thing he had owned for many years.
Ji Fan used this skin to pretend to be kind and traveled between the court and the public in Zhou Dynasty, turning the situation upside down, but no one suspected him. Relying on this skin, he won Rong Xuan's love and let him protect him all the way to this day...
But Xuanyuan Qing's light and fluttering sword made everything fall into pieces like broken porcelain, making it difficult to piece together.
Ji Fan was suddenly panicked now, so panicked that he couldn't express it. He felt as if he had lost something very important, a capital that could attract Rong Xuan. At this moment, he suddenly realized that he was crazy about Rong Xuan's care and warmth for him, and he was unwilling to let go even a little bit.
Rong Xuan never expected that Ji Fan would become emotionally disturbed because of this, and fell into a daze for a long time, unable to recover. It's true that he likes to see beautiful women, but he doesn't love her to the point of being a bastard, right? He was a little angry at first, but when he saw that Ji Fan's face was completely drained of blood and looked like a blank piece of paper, he couldn't say anything.
There were rare times when Rong Xuan was arrogant: "You... Even though your appearance is damaged, you are still good-looking..."
Ji Fan only felt that he was comforting herself, and twitched the corner of his mouth sarcastically: "How can you look good now that your appearance is damaged..."
Only then did Rong Xuan realize that he had said the wrong thing. He gently held Ji Fan's face, carefully avoiding the bloody wound, and said seriously in a low voice: "I was wrong. Your appearance will not be damaged. After it is cured, you will definitely look as good as before..."
Hearing this, Ji Fan raised his eyes and looked at him, and asked in a mute voice with no emotion, "What if I accidentally left a scar?"
He asked: "What if... I accidentally left a scar..."
Does Rong Xuan still think he is good-looking
Rong Xuan said without thinking, "That's pretty good too."
After he finished speaking, he felt that this sentence was not enough to express his feelings, so he emphasized again: "Even if your face is covered with wounds and scars from Xuanyuan Qing, you are still the most beautiful. In my opinion you are the most beautiful."
He was telling the truth, otherwise there were so many beauties in the world, why would he fall in love with Ji Fan
Ji Fan was startled when he heard this and didn't know why he didn't say anything.
Rong Xuan really didn't know what to do. He cursed and swore in front of Ji Fan and said a lot of good things. Finally, I didn't know what to think of, and suddenly I took off the sword hanging by the bed and walked straight out the door.
Ji Fan's expression changed slightly when he saw this, and he finally came to his senses and stepped forward to grab him: "Where are you going?!"
Rong Xuan: "I will go find Xuanyuan Qing right now and carve a big bastard on his face to vent your anger."
Ji Fan didn't expect that Rong Xuan went out with the sword for this reason. He was stunned for a moment, but did not let go. Instead, he pulled Rong Xuan back: "Don't go..."
Rong Xuan was actually suffocating in his heart, and he was rarely angry: "Why don't you go? Is the matter of him hurting you just going to be in vain?!"
Ji Fan said: "You can't beat him."
Rong Xuan was even more unconvinced: "He is the second grade, and I am also the second grade. Why can't I beat him?"
Ji Fan suddenly revealed a shocking news: "Xuanyuan Qing has reached the first level."
He fought against the opponent in the wine cellar today and found that Xuanyuan Qing's swordsmanship had improved again, and he had obviously pierced the window paper between the second grade and the first grade.
Rong Xuan was stunned when he heard this, but when he realized it, he still wanted to rush out: "Then I have to vent my anger on you!"
Ji Fan pulled Rong Xuan back and stared at him with dark eyes, wondering what he was thinking. The long eyelashes trembled slightly, and after a while, he asked seriously: "Is it for me?"
Rong Xuan: "For you."
Ji Fan: "Just for me?"
Rong Xuan: "Just for you."
As soon as he finished speaking, his lips were suddenly covered with warmth, and he was kissed by Ji Fan unexpectedly. The other party's soft tongue swiped between his lips, and then he skillfully pried open his teeth and entangled with the other tongue, making him unable to retreat.
Ji Fan kissed her so hard that it even hurt. The ends of his eyes were gradually stained with a thin layer of red, making him charming and charming. He hugged Rong Xuan's neck tightly, and every time the tip of his red tongue pulled away, a strand of ambiguous silver thread would come out. The long black hair fell down, and the strong character covered the scarlet wound on the side of the face.
Ji Fan's movements seemed a little urgent, a little crazy. He bit Rong Xuan's earlobe and said in a low and hoarse voice: "Rong Xuan, say it again, say that sentence again..."
Rong Xuan tightened his grip on Ji Fan's flexible waist, but only said one sentence: "Ji Fan, I love you, but I don't just love your appearance."
There were many more, but he couldn't tell. I only know that if the person in front of me is passing by, I will still like him in my heart.
The blackness level quietly dropped to 39
Ji Fan must be very happy, otherwise he wouldn't have changed his name to Rong Xuan as well. He closed his eyes and pressed it against Rong Xuan's forehead. His eyes were hot for no reason, and the words were blurred between his entangled lips and teeth. Finally, he shouted softly:
"Husband..."
The voice gradually became hoarse, but it made people feel sore in their throats.
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