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Do you believe in past lives and reincarnation?

Legend has it that no matter how many years have passed, jumping into the Well of Reincarnation will lead you to meet each other again.

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Chapter Thirty-Six: The Old Man's Intentions Were Not in the Wine

Just when she thought she was about to be engulfed in flames, her brother Murong Kou arrived and rescued her.

Although he survived, half of his face was destroyed by the fire.

Since then, my temperament and personality have changed. Wherever I go, I feel like people are watching and pointing fingers at me.

Driven by her fierce desire to protect her sister, Murong Kou hired a master of disguise to create a human skin mask to cover the scars on her face.

He lived like this, wearing a human skin mask for so long.

But as one gets older, the skin can no longer conceal the truth for long.

So she staged her own "disappearance" and vanished from the Prince of Anyang's mansion.

It wasn't until that night, when I saw the withered flowers come back to life, that I dared to speculate that bleeding could heal the wounds on my face.

"With you, my face will definitely get better!" Her expression was somewhat ferocious as she looked at the small porcelain bottle filled with blood.

Yu Shaoqing has almost recovered, but because I haven't woken up yet, he stayed at the Prince of Anyang's residence and didn't leave.

Soon after, the servants and maids presented various treasures into his room.

Looking at Ye Lisheng, who was walking slowly towards her, she asked with a puzzled expression, "What does Your Highness mean by this?"

"I can never repay your life-saving grace!"

"Your Highness is too kind. I don't know how to thank you enough for saving my life at Wuyou Valley!"

As the two were talking, a pink figure hurriedly ran towards them.

As she ran, she kept saying, "Something's wrong, Sister Murong..."

Before they could finish speaking, a figure flashed before their eyes, and Ye Lisheng had already disappeared from their sight.

I was lying comfortably in bed when suddenly I heard footsteps, and then someone pulled me into their arms.

The force was so great it felt like it could crush my bones, and I could vaguely feel the person's body trembling.

"Girl, I'm sorry!" Your deep, slightly nasal voice rang out.

I froze, my body stiffening: "Is he crying? Why is he saying sorry!"

"I'm sorry I couldn't express my feelings to you, I'm sorry I couldn't keep our appointment that night, I'm sorry I hurt you!"

His string of apologies broke my heart. I only meant to play a prank on him to test him, but I never expected it to turn out like this.

"As long as you can wake up, I will grant you whatever you want!"

"Really?" I asked, my voice choked with emotion.

He looked at me with disbelief, his eyes blurred with tears, and asked cautiously, "Are you really awake?"

"Okay!" I nodded.

I heard everything you said!

"So you were awake all along, and you were just lying to me!"

"She taught me!" I immediately shifted the blame to Ling Shuang.

Ling Shuang was so frightened that her face turned pale, and she hurriedly shook her head: "It wasn't me!"

I thought he would fly into a rage, but to my surprise, he actually laughed.

He affectionately flicked my nose: "It's good that you're awake."

Ling Shuang laughed happily for us.

Yu Shaoqing felt a pang of bitterness, but a faint smile still played on his lips.

My lost sketchbook became one of Mo Sheng's treasured possessions. Whenever he had free time, he would open it and look at it, and then a smile would appear on his lips.

As soon as Mang Ji entered, he saw a smile on his lips and shook his head helplessly. He had seen this scene more than once.

"Your subordinate greets Your Highness!"

Mo Sheng reluctantly closed the sketchbook, raised her gentle eyes, and asked, "Has she woken up?"

"Young master guessed correctly, the guards have reported that Miss Murong has woken up!"

He jumped up with a "whoosh!" and, in his excitement, knocked over a chair, making a loud thud.

"Really?" she asked, her eyes sparkling with starlight.

"Absolutely true!"

Hearing Mang Ji say that, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The sun hid half its face behind the clouds, looking like a shy young woman, even the light it emitted was incredibly gentle.

Most of the leaves had fallen. I sat on a tree branch, holding Tuanzi in my arms, with Ye Lisheng sitting next to me.

Aren't you going to the morning court session?

"I will stay with you!"

Since that day, the eyes of Ye Lisheng looking at me are no longer thin ice, but burning fire.

I proudly raised my face: "I'm not a child, I don't need you to accompany me!"

"Really? Then I won't be spending any more time with you!" With that, he made a move to leave.

I quickly grabbed her hand to stop him from leaving.

He feigned ignorance and asked, "What do you mean by this?"

After a while, seeing that I didn't speak but just looked at him with pitiful eyes...

Then he said, "If you don't tell me, I'm leaving!"

No! I don't want you to leave!

No sooner had he finished speaking than he gleefully pulled me into his arms, his eyes gleaming and a triumphant smile playing on his lips.

"I'm reluctant to leave!"

Tuanzi lay lazily on my lap, occasionally letting out a few meows.

I feel incredibly happy these days, and I wish they could last forever.

Perhaps it was because he was born with a quiet and unassuming nature and disliked crowds, but I often saw Yu Shaoqing standing alone by the pond, gazing into the distance.

"Young Master Yu!" A clear voice drew his attention back.

I waved to him as I approached him.

"Miss Murong's complexion is rosy; she must be almost fully recovered!"

"That's all thanks to Young Master Yu's miraculous healing skills! The first time I saw you, I knew you were no ordinary person. And it turns out that I was just a discerning eye that recognized your talent!"

Although these words were meant to praise Yu Shaoqing, a closer look reveals that they were actually a roundabout way of praising himself.

The fragrant leaves behind me had been with me for a long time and had figured out my personality. After understanding what I meant, they chuckled to themselves.

Yu Shaoqing echoed the praise, saying, "Miss Murong truly has discerning eyes!"

The two were chatting so happily that they were completely unaware of the murderous gaze fixed on them from behind.

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