In the golden October, the sky is getting colder, the wind is growing, and the flowers are withering, and the chrysanthemums are still beautiful, and the cold fragrance is proud. In the flowerbed of the Yige, there are threads of delicate flowers blooming, competing for beauty.
After a whole month of treatment, he cut scars and removed poisons and nourished his skin three times. Today, Sima Liuyun said that if there were scars left after the removal, he would be helpless. He heard Sima Liuyun say this, Luo Zhiyi began to feel nervous and endured the pain for a whole month. If he still did not recover in the end, what should she do?
But, it's always something you have to face, right?
"Tear it." Luo Zhiyi took a deep breath and said calmly. Jinhe stood on the side and unconsciously twisted the corners of her clothes, and she was also so nervous.
Sima Liuyun changed his lazy and casual appearance, and showed a rare serious look on his face. He was also nervous. Luo Zhiyi's poison of jade face was too long and buried deep under his skin. Because there were scars blocking it, he easily ignored the damage of the toxin. Only after this treatment did he see that a lot of toxins had accumulated behind the scar, so he only cut the scar three times to nourish his skin. However, after all, it was too long, and it has been almost a year. So now, he doesn't know what kind of appearance the gauze will look like after removing it!
After shaking hands, Sima Liuyun finally started to dismantle!
After circles, the white gauze fell gently like clouds, dancing in front of Luo Zhiyi's eyes, will she return to her former beauty? It turns out that she still cares about her appearance.
Luo Zhiyi sighed in his heart and extinguished the hope in her eyes. Now she has only one purpose to live, and everything else is nothingness!
A thrust of air made Luo Zhiyi come back to his senses. Luo Zhiyi looked at Jinhe. Jinhe covered her mouth with her hands, her eyes were wet, and her young face was slid down.
Looking at Sima Liuyun again, his face was heavy, his eyes were full of grayness...
Could it be...
Luo Zhiyi suddenly felt a chill all over his body, and he was unwilling to face it in a thousand and ten thousand, but his trembling hands still reached towards the small round mirror on the table.
"No, Miss!" Jin He shouted, rushed up, pressed Luo Zhiyi's hand, tears wet his whole little face, looking at Luo Zhiyi, showing a pleading look, "Miss, don't look!"
Looking at Jinhe and Sima Liuyun's appearance, Luo Zhiyi knew in his heart that he still failed, right? Her face still did not recover, right?
"Jinhe, get out of here!" Luo Zhiyi's voice trembled slightly, but he was extremely firm!
The pain of digging three times, the life of not speaking or crying or laughing for a month, what kind of result is that she still has to see it before she can be content, right?
"Miss, we won't watch it anymore, Miss..."
"If you don't look at it, it won't exist?" Luo Zhiyi's voice finally regained his calmness, and his eyes looked at Jinhe with firmness and unquestionableness.
Jinhe finally slowly let go of Luo Zhiyi's hand, stood up, retreated aside, covered her mouth, and suppressed her crying with force!
Luo Zhiyi's hand stopped trembling, and he slowly picked up the small round mirror!
In the mirror, the skin on her right face was crystal clear, while on the left face, there was still a faint pink scar, which was much smaller than the scar before. It used to occupy the entire left face, but now there is only a nail-sized scar next to the corner of her eyes, and the rest are the same as on her right face.
Although it is much smaller, it still exists.
Luo Zhiyi put down the small round mirror and looked up and smiled at Sima Liuyun, "Thank you, Mr. Sima, this is already great..."
"No, it's Sima, I'm sorry Miss Luo." After Sima Liuyun finished speaking, he bowed to Luo Zhiyi, and then turned around and left without waiting for Luo Zhiyi to speak!
Looking at the figure who suddenly became a little decadent, Luo Zhiyi sighed softly. Sima Liuyun is known as a little miracle doctor. In his hands, the person he wants to save will be able to save, and the disease he wants to cure will be able to cure. However, when she arrived at her, she failed to completely remove the scars on her face, and she still left flaws. For a proud person like him, this small failure is unacceptable!
Jinhe was still crying silently. Luo Zhiyi stepped forward and pulled her hand and comforted her: "Isn't this much better than before? Why are you still crying? It's already very good that such a scary face can recover from this now!"
"But, the lady was so beautiful before, it was not an exaggeration to say that she was the most beautiful woman in the capital, but now..." Jinhe started crying before she finished speaking.
"Okay, OK, I think this is good. At least you can see people without wearing a veil all day long, right?" Luo Zhiyi comforted Jinhe indifferently.
"Miss!" Jinhe finally hugged Luo Zhiyi, and her crying was full of distress.
Luo Zhiyi gently hugged Jinhe. Now, this girl was the only girl who was really caring about her and caring about her.
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On the banks of the quiet water lake, a huge rock suddenly stretched out from the water surface. In the middle of the autumn night, the cold air was low, and the huge rock became slightly wet. Above the water waves below the huge rock, a full moon shone with the rippling water waves.
Luo Zhiyi sat on the huge rock, looking at the vast smoke in front of him, his clothes were facing the wind, and the sound of a trickle of water was vaguely heard in front of him. The quiet water lake is living water, and several rivers in the mansion will flow through the quiet water lake, then flow out of the royal palace, and flow into the Qianshui River in the city.
Bai Ye once brought her here, and still remembered that time she brought wine, and the two of them did not bring their servants. Bai Ye led her to find this place, sat casually, drinking lightly to the moon, and she still remembered the love that night so clearly, but now she is alone, without wine, and without that person!
Don’t say that you are not ecstatic, you have become foolish when you miss the most. The smoke and waves are vast, just like a heart that is empty at this time, hating and loving that person!
Tonight, just that night, she allowed herself to be here, and for the last time she thought of him unscrupulously.
The faces of the year were all the same, and the love was so clear that they were within reach, like a clear and deep pool, with lines and waves rippling, and endlessly.
A hairpin in her hand was not exquisite, with a little vermilion on her end radiating a faint red color under the moonlight. She didn't know why she still kept this red bean hairpin. She knew that everything was fake at the beginning, but she still carried this red bean hairpin close to her body. Is she hoping that her Bai Ye could come back?
That little red color reflected her deep eyes. The obsession that once entangled in her heart only left a distant mark under his gentle smile. She loved her desperately, but she finally got such a result.
A resolute smile flashed across the corner of her lips. She stood up and looked at the red bean hairpin in her hand, threw it gently, and the red color slid through an arc in the air, falling into the quiet lake, splashing small ripples.
"Forget it, forget all the false intentions that do not belong to you!" A whisper overflowed from his mouth, his face was wet, and the wind blew a little cool, soaked his skin, and the same whispered into the smoke and mist.