Chapter 113: You and I Are Both People in the Play Eleven
It wasn't until he heard Sikong Yun's words, 'It won't leave any scars,' that Feng Ruohen's cold and tense back seemed to relax a little.
Then he walked away without looking back.
He Lanqin'er's raised brows have never relaxed, and she has no extra care to pay attention to whether there will be scars on her face.
Now... what to do?
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Yun Ting is the residence of Sikong Yun. This small private garden in such a large palace is as big as the Book Garden, and its exquisite layout is naturally incomparable to that of the dilapidated Book Garden.
Sikong Yun has always been a kind person, and after seeing Feng Ruohen's attitude towards Lan Qin just now, he has already made up his mind.
Even if she is not Helan Qin'er, she is still important to that man.
When there was no more temptation, he asked the maid to bring some gold medicine and water, and treated Lan Qin's wound himself.
The sky has dimly lit up, and the lights in the room are lit.
Qin'er sat in front of Sikong Yun's dressing table and looked at herself in the mirror. The thrilling night and the scenes of the assassin pointing the sword at her kept echoing in her mind.
She asked herself in her heart, if something like this happened again, would she...will kill them back?
"Is this the first time Miss Qin has encountered such a thing?"
After carefully applying medicine to her wound, Sikong Yun sat down next to Qin'er.
It seemed like I wanted to have a chat with her.
He nodded slightly, "I've seen too many death wars. This is the first time I encountered one coming towards me. I didn't know what to do."
Sikong Yun smiled brightly, "Are you scared? You don't look like a timid person."
When talking to her, Sikong Yun was unguarded and self-conscious.
I always feel very friendly to this woman, and I seem to be able to find some resonance with her.
"I was scared, but I wasn't scared by those assassins." Qin'er said in a self-deprecating tone.
"How do you say this?" Usually when encountering such a thing, the sword flashes and the sword flashes, and you accidentally lose your life. It would be a lie to say that you are not afraid.
Sikong Yun knew that Lan Qin knew martial arts, but had never seen her. She was a model of a weak woman and could not imagine how powerful that woman could be in her skills.