The servants were dressed in extremely bright clothes, and their aura was almost no less than that of a young lady from a noble family. Mo Jingnian couldn't help but tremble. Although he had never met such people in his life, he could tell at a glance that they were no ordinary servants. One could imagine how precious the mistress in front of him, who was dressed as a man, was.
Ignoring the hurried pedestrians around her, Yu Qianqian lightly tapped her palm with her folding fan, carefully considering Mo Jingnian's thoughts. Suddenly, a thought struck her, and her delicate eyebrows and almond-shaped eyes shone brightly. "Mo Jingnian, since you are skilled in medicine, I can help you enter the palace as a physician. Would you be willing?"
"Thank you..." Mo Jingnian quickly took a step back, subconsciously distancing himself from Yu Qianqian. "But I cannot accept rewards without merit. I have never met you before, so how can I cause you any trouble? Besides, I am just a scholar. I never dare to hope for high office and great wealth. I only wish to live a carefree life in the countryside and do whatever I want."
He spoke rapidly, his face downcast and expressionless. Without a second thought, he strode away after finishing his sentence. Suddenly, a loud shout rang out behind him. Yu Qianqian ran after him, panting, and blocked his way with her arm.
"Wait a minute!"
"Young Master Mo, look... is there any hope for the scar on my face?" Yu Qianqian raised her hand and removed the mask covering her face, immediately revealing the uneven scar on half of her face.
The moment the mask was removed, it attracted a crowd of onlookers, and Mo Jingnian immediately covered her mouth and fell silent, completely astonished. However, she seemed unconcerned about the strange looks from the people and still looked forward to a response with anticipation.
Hearing the various unpleasant comments around him, Mo Jingnian felt a little guilty and racked his brains to think of a way to comfort her.
"The scars on your face are clearly burns. Although they are deep, they are not difficult to treat. It just takes some time. As long as you are willing to wait, I have a way to restore your face to its original state." As he spoke, he deliberately glanced at the surroundings out of the corner of his eye. He only breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the crowd of onlookers gradually disperse.
"Are you telling the truth?" Yu Qianqian ran excitedly to Mo Jingnian, her eyes sparkling like stars.
Mo Jingnian nodded gently and replied with a smile, "Of course it's true. How could I dare to joke about a young lady's appearance?"
Hearing this, her smile widened even more, but because she was too excited, she completely ignored the fact that the scar on half of her face made her smile even more terrifying. At this moment, in people's eyes, she looked like a hideous demon.
"Mo Jingnian, come home with me and we'll treat you slowly. If you can heal my face, I will repay you handsomely in the future."
Mo Jingnian did not reply immediately, but silently picked up the mask that had fallen to the ground and put it back on Yu Qianqian himself.
Mo Jingnian's actions, his expression, and his face at that moment were indeed very similar to Hua Mancheng's, giving her a heart-wrenching feeling. Her nose tingled, and tears welled up in her eyes.
Ultimately, out of compassion, Mo Jingnian couldn't bear to refuse her, and they boarded the carriage one after the other.
Inside the carriage, Mo Jingnian nervously peered into the distance at the end of the alley, increasingly sensing something was amiss. He quickly turned to Yu Qianqian and asked anxiously, "Miss, where are we going next?"
Yu Qianqian casually crossed her legs, lifted the other side of the sedan curtain to peek out, and replied nonchalantly, "Don't rush, my home is just across this street."
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
