Qiao Zhen glanced at the slightly unsteady footsteps of the fence and casually gave it a disdainful look. "Little brat~" He runs away from her when he can't win her over. He's really letting pretty girls look down on him.
Li Luo had excellent hearing and could still hear Qiao Zhen's two lingering words from afar. He immediately staggered, but regained his balance thanks to his solid martial arts skills.
Yuan Zhao looked on with a hint of jealousy. The red birthmark on Li Luo's leg originally belonged to him, but the essence of Yang Jade was concentrated on the birthmark. He didn't want it to be given to those sparrows and magpies, so he used the Azure Lamp to transfer the essence of Yang Jade to Li Luo, and the birthmark was transferred to Li Luo as well.
He couldn't explain why things were so strange, but as long as it was to his advantage, that was fine.
Qiao Zhen beckoned to Yuan Zhao, "Come here, I'm going to ask you a few blunt questions."
Yuan Zhao felt a heat rise to his ears, and he slowly lowered his head. "The issue of...the issue of being explicit..."
“Yes.” Qiao Zhen raised an eyebrow, assuming that Yuan Zhao was just being timid. She casually found a stool to sit on and then let Yuan Zhao sit opposite her. “Come on, I’ll ask you a few questions. Don’t be afraid, answer them boldly.”
Yuan Zhao lowered his head even further, "I like it."
"Huh?" Qiao Zhen made a confused face. "You like leg wounds? That's some kind of weird taste!"
Yuan Zhao sensed the surprise in Qiao Zhen's words and realized that he had misunderstood. The faint blush on his face faded, and he was inexplicably disappointed. "No, I don't like it. I hate it. Just thinking about it scares me."
Qiao Zhen nodded, finding the answer reasonable. "If the wound on your leg wasn't so gruesome, would you feel any better?"
"Hmm, probably." Yuan Zhao said thoughtfully.
Qiao Zhen combined Yuan Zhao's experiences from childhood to adulthood, which were extremely nightmares. Six parts of it was because the flesh of Yangyu on his leg was coveted by Master Yuan, and four parts were because he was unloved by his father, had no mother, and was abused by his stepmother.
Ultimately, all of Yuan Zhao's nightmares were caused by the Yuan family. The massacre of the Yuan family was also the time for Yuan Zhao to resolve his inner conflicts. Now the problem lies with Yuan Lin, this outsider. Qiao Zhen must nip Yuan Lin in the bud before he grows up.
However, Yuan Lin had not yet grown up, but his network of connections was already very extensive, such as the Yu family girl in Yicheng, and the young man who fought with him on Wuqi Mountain. Qiao Zhen could only feel heartbroken.
"How about I get something tattooed on your leg? A little flower, to cover up the scar," Qiao Zhen suggested. Out of sight, out of mind. Covering up the scar might have a psychological effect on Yuan Zhao. It might not be very effective, but it's better than nothing.
After a moment's thought, Yuan Zhao said, "Alright, but how should I get the tattoo?"
Qiao Zhen fell silent as well. In this world, getting a tattoo might be possible, but getting a large flower tattooed on one's body was truly difficult. "Do you trust me?"
"I believe you," Yuan Zhao answered without hesitation.
Qiao Zhen clenched her right fist and pounded her chest, saying righteously, "With your words, I'll get the tattoo done for you even if I don't eat or drink."
Because Yuan Zhao was the second master of Qingfeng Palace, it was easy for Qiao Zhen to prepare the necessary items such as paint, needles, and candles. However, there was no anesthetic in this world, so Yuan Zhao had to endure the pain.
Qiao Zhen handed the damp towel to Yuan Zhao, "Here, if it hurts a lot, bite it."
"Hmm." Yuan Zhao took the towel, then rolled up his trouser legs to his knees and propped his legs up on the bench.
Qiao Zhen heated the needle with fire for a while before using it to outline the pattern. However, as a novice, she inevitably lost her sense of proportion, so what was originally a delicate little flower evolved into a domineering flower.
But Qiao Zhen was concerned about her reputation, so she kept a straight face and pretended to continue tattooing. She stopped the needle in her hand, her forehead was sweating a little, but when she looked up she saw Yuan Zhao biting the cloth, large drops of sweat rolling down his forehead from the pain, but he still persisted.
Qiao Zhen looked at the outline she had drawn on Yuan Zhao's leg and felt that if she added a nose, she could tattoo Peppa Pig. So she started to use a needle to dip in paint to expand the color in the outline.
Yuan Zhao looked down at Qiao Zhen's trembling eyelashes and her gaze intently fixed on his calves. His body reacted with shame. His gaze drifted unfocused to Qiao Zhen. Seeing that she hadn't noticed anything amiss, he breathed a sigh of relief, but also felt a strange sense of disappointment.
Qiao Zhen quickly found the rhythm, and before she knew it, five or six hours had passed. The candle was about to burn out. She looked at the finished Peppa Pig and said, "Look, isn't it cute?"
Yuan Zhao stared at his legs for a long time, "This is... a flower?"
Qiao Zhen grinned awkwardly, then continued her charade: "It's actually a small animal, pink, and very cute, right?"
She winked at Yuan Zhao.
Looking at Qiao Zhen's expectant eyes, Yuan Zhao hesitated and said against his will, "Yes, cute."
Qiao Zhen couldn't help but applaud herself, "When I saw this design on your leg, I couldn't help but applaud too, it's awesome! In the future, when you can't beat someone, just roll up your pants leg and show them, and no one will dare to lay a hand on you, really, I never lie." A Peppa Pig tattoo, applause for the socialite.
Yuan Zhao blinked, his face showing undisguised exhaustion and vulnerability, but his eyes clearly conveyed three words—disbelief.
Qiao Zhen showed her boyfriend-like strength by bending down and carrying Yuan Zhao in a princess carry, then placing him on the big bed. "You rest first, I'll go to the kitchen and get you some food."
Yuan Zhao replied softly, "Okay."
Qiao Zhen coughed lightly, pushed open the door and went out. She ran to a secluded spot, leaned against the wall, and laughed, "Haha ...
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