Chapter 67 Let Me Coax You to Sleep

Xu Yanyi's hand lightly touched the edge of the mask, and with a move of her hand, the mask was lifted.

What came into view was a scarred face, so shocking that it was impossible to make out the original appearance at all.

This is a really bad burn, but these injuries...

Xu Yanyi subconsciously wanted to touch those scars.

Master Yue held her wrist with one hand and put on the mask she had taken off with the other hand. His voice was so calm that no emotion could be heard: "If you look at me again, I'm afraid I'll scare you."

Xu Yanyi choked and took her hand back: "I'm sorry, I don't think you're ugly, I just..."

Just curious about those scars on his face.

According to Xu Yanyi's knowledge, these scars did not look like those caused by burns.

Before Xu Yanyi finished speaking, Master Yue smiled slightly, took a few steps back, and kept a suitable distance from her: "It's natural that Princess Nanling doesn't like me. How can I be worthy of you with my appearance? It's just that every time I see you, I think of her and I can't help it."

This made Xu Yanyi really curious about who Master Yue's sweetheart was and how much like her he was.

Xu Yanyi pursed her lips and said, "It's not because of your appearance. It's just that you don't like me. You just think I look like your sweetheart. What if one day I don't look like him anymore? I can't be a stand-in for long."

"Do you still plan to develop a long-term relationship with me?"

Master Yue seemed a little surprised.

Well……

this……

Xu Yanyi pulled the corner of her mouth awkwardly: "That's not what I meant. Anyway, you have helped me time and again, and you were able to get me my father's golden medal of immunity from death. This is also a favor. Even if I can't make you like me on behalf of your sweetheart and sleep with you, but...but I can still coax you to sleep."

puff!

Several servants nearby swore that they didn't mean it, but Xu Yanyi didn't lower her voice on purpose, so it would be hard for them not to hear it, right?

The corners of Master Yue's mouth twitched, and he couldn't help asking: "You, how are you going to coax me to sleep?"

"Come."

Xu Yanyi rolled her eyes, pulled him into the room, and pushed him down on the bed.

Master Yue looked at her suspiciously and ordered someone to bring a pair of cups and bowls of different heights over. She then carefully poured water of different heights into them.

"Close your eyes."

Xu Yanyi held two small spoons in her hands.

Master Yue choked, then closed his eyes obediently.

Ding, ding dong…

As the small spoon in Xu Yanyi's hand tapped on the rim of the cup up and down, a leisurely lullaby slowly sounded.

Master Yue shuddered all over. This piece of music was composed for Xu Yanyi when she came of age. The late emperor invited the five most famous musicians in the capital to compose it for her.

The eldest princess' coming-of-age banquet was grand, and Xu Yanyi was more honored and favored than any other prince. Everyone envied her, but who would have known that something like this would happen later.

Click.

Xu Yanyi snapped her fingers, and the candles in the house went out one by one. The servants outside didn't dare to say a word. The music inside became even more ethereal and moving, as if every note struck into the deepest part of the heart.

Master Yue pursed his lips, closed his eyes, and his tense nerves gradually relaxed.

Suddenly, he felt the clear music stop. Just as he was about to turn his head, he felt the strap of the mask on the back of his head loosen and the mask fell off again.

Xu Yanyi's voice was like a gentle breeze blowing across her face: "You don't need to wear a mask when you sleep. Sleeping should be a very relaxing thing. How can you sleep with a mask on?

Don't worry, I've seen what you look like, and you're still my benefactor, so I won't dislike you just because of your appearance. If you feel uncomfortable, you can just put it on when you wake up, since it's dark anyway."

The man was silent for a long time, then suddenly grabbed her wrist. His strength was very gentle, and his words were softer: "Are you done coaxing me?"

"You can continue. Do you want to continue listening to the percussion music?"

Xu Yanyi covered him with a quilt, recalled how she had comforted the elderly when she was a volunteer, and tried her best to appear gentle.

However, if Master Yue knew that she now treated him as those old men and women in the hospital, he would probably be furious.

"Sing it to me."

Master Yue turned his back to her, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised. "I have been suffering from insomnia and can't sleep well. I rely on sleeping incense to fall asleep every night. I hope I can do without it tonight..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a pair of soft, boneless hands reaching out from behind, the fingers gently pressing on his temples.

"Why do people suffer from insomnia? Either they are sick or they think too much."

Xu Yanyi massaged slowly, and said as she did so, "I see that you are not short of money, but you have to suffer from insomnia. That means you are just thinking too much. Are you thinking about what your sweetheart is thinking about?"

"Well, I guess so..."

Master Yue sighed lightly.

"She... grew up with me. In the eyes of outsiders, we were a perfect match. I also thought that she and I could continue to live happily like this. Unfortunately, things did not go as planned. She is no longer the person I knew. Maybe I never really knew her."

Tsk tsk.

What a rare lovesick person.

Aren’t Mu Nanzhou and the original owner childhood sweethearts? But isn’t it like this now?

So, no matter how much childhood sweethearts there are, it is not as important as trusting each other and understanding each other.

Xu Yanyi patted his shoulder generously, pulled a chair and sat down beside his bed: "Since you like her so much, why don't you try to understand her better and get to know her better? Or do you think you are so bad that you are not worthy of her?"

"It has nothing to do with my face, it's about her... Never mind, I won't talk about her anymore. If I continue, I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep even if you really sing to me."

There was a hint of helplessness and sadness in Master Yue's voice.

Xu Yanyi yawned.

My goodness, these heartbroken people seem to be more difficult to deal with than those old men and women in the hospital.

"You said you wanted to coax me to sleep, but I haven't fallen asleep yet, but you are sleepy."

Master Yue didn't turn around, but he obviously heard her yawning.

Xu Yanyi said embarrassedly: "Well, I don't want to do this either. After all, I haven't had a good sleep recently because of Mu Nanzhou and Li Qiu'er's quarrel. Please understand...ah...what are you doing!"

Before she could finish her words, Master Yue turned around, stretched out his long arms, grabbed her waist and pressed her to the empty space next to him. Xu Yanyi subconsciously wanted to hit him.

Master Yue covered her eyes with his hands, held her in his arms, rested his chin on the top of her head, and whispered: "Let me comfort you. It's always been like this."

"You..." Her heart skipped a beat. Xu Yanyi looked up sharply to see his scarred face and those dark, deep eyes. "What did you just say?"