Jiang Yu's robes were covered in mud and blood, and there was no point in wearing them anymore.

She suppressed her shyness and carefully removed his clothes, which were covered in blood and mud. She paused when she saw his body covered in old wounds.

His body was covered with scars of various shapes, which were very conspicuous on his strong body.

I never knew that someone who appears so upright and virtuous could have such a long-standing scar.

It's like a mark etched into my skin since childhood, one that can't be erased even after all these years.

He must have had a very hard life before, right?

Her eyes were sore, so she rubbed them, took a few deep breaths, and then wiped them with the warm water that Xiaoyue had brought.

The person in front of me remained quiet.

With her captivating eyes closed, she appeared incredibly docile.

She remembered the question he asked her when he wouldn't let her take off her mask.

"Are you sure you won't dislike me?"

She couldn't stand that tone of voice.

In her heart, this person was always aloof and unapproachable.

His every move revealed that he was no ordinary person.

Yet this person asked such a hurtful question.

It made her heart tremble.

She didn't answer, but she already knew the answer in her heart.

When she realized that Wang Zhuangshi was actually Wang Gongzi, she wasn't angry at being deceived; instead, she felt a sense of relief, as if she had just known.

There was only one person she was attracted to, and she wasn't the kind of fickle, bad woman, which was good enough.

As for what he's thinking...

He had already openly told her his thoughts...