After the substitute junior sister was reborn, all nine senior brothers regretted it

Recognize each other?

Hearing Wang Shu's words, Feng Yuhen's eyebrows raised slightly, and his eyes were like the lake water in late autumn, calm and deep.

His eyes penetrated Wang Shu and fell on the beautiful figure wearing a mask.

Her eyes were like the sparkling lake surface in spring, shining with shyness and timidity. It was an indescribable sense of familiarity, like an old friend reunited after a long absence, evoking the deepest memory in Feng Yuhen's heart.

"That's the look in Ah Xu's eyes..."

Feng Yuhen's heart beat suddenly, as if being held tightly by an invisible hand, causing countless waves in his heart.

He turned back subconsciously, wanting to confirm whether Liu Shan'er behind him, the woman he had always protected under his wings, was the one in his heart.

However, the sight before him made his heartbeat freeze for a moment.

The flames of the fire talisman were like dancing elves, burning on Liu Shan'er's face. The disguised talisman gradually dissipated under the licking of the flames, revealing an unfamiliar face.

"Aren't you Asu?!"

Feng Yuhen's voice was full of shock and anger, and the pain of being deceived surged in his heart. This feeling was like a sharp sword, piercing his chest.

Driven by anger, Feng Yuhen almost instinctively waved a magic power towards Liu Shan'er.

Liu Shan'er had just taken off the burned mask, but before she could recover from the shock, she was hit by Feng Yuhen's attack.

Her body was like a kite with its string broken, being overturned by the violent force and hitting the wall of the temple heavily.

The old fallen leaves were shaken by the sudden impact, flying in the air, and then fell on Liu Shan'er one after another, burying her figure in a withered yellow.

Liu Shan'er's figure looked extremely embarrassed, her clothes were torn and her hair was messy.

Wang Shu wished she could cheer loudly from a distance.

Feng Yuhen turned around and stared hard at the girl wearing the mask. His heart was full of questions and expectations.

"Axu? Is that you, Axu?"

There was a hint of trembling in Feng Yuhen's voice, which echoed in the empty temple.

His eyes were locked on the girl tightly, as if he wanted to see through the mask and see the real her.

At that moment when she was teased by fate, Liu Nanxu was so silent, her eyes were deep and firm, like a long river traveling through time and space, staring deeply at Feng Yuhen.

There were too many unspoken stories and too many hidden emotions in her eyes, which were only conveyed to him in this silent gaze.

Feng Yuhen's heart seemed to be pulled by an irresistible force, and he finally determined the answer in his heart.

Desperately, as if he was chasing the dying truth, he ran over and approached her with a hint of trembling and eagerness.

"Axu, why...why don't you recognize me?"

There was actually a hint of choking in his voice.

His hands were trembling, trying to touch the mask that concealed the truth, wanting to take it off and reveal the secret that had been hidden for a long time.

His fingers were as light as a feather, yet as heavy as a stone, cautiously, as if they were afraid of touching not just a mask, but a fragile past.

However, Liu Nanxu moved faster. Her hand was like a barrier, resisting the mask that was about to fall, and also covering the ferocious scars under the mask.

Her action was both protection and rejection. She didn't want Feng Yuhen to see her scars, and she didn't want him to see her vulnerability.

The two of them were pushing and pulling each other, leaving Wang Shu alone to worry about.

"Oh! You two are so annoying!" Wang Shu strode over with her skirt and sword in hand. She has a straightforward personality and has never been used to this kind of sloppy emotional entanglement.

She pointed at Liu Shan'er in the distance and asked loudly: "You really like Ah Xu? Otherwise, why wouldn't you be able to tell with a different face? Can you tell the difference between Ah Xu clearly?"

Feng Yuhen's heart was filled with complicated emotions. He held back tears and could not argue in the face of Wang Shu's questioning.

"I...she always refused to talk to me on the excuse that she was sad...I thought..."

His words were full of self-blame and regret, and his voice gradually became deeper and deeper, full of a sense of powerlessness.

"It's my fault, Ah Xu... I shouldn't have..."

His words failed to continue, and the weight of self-blame and emotion made it difficult for him to speak.

Liu Nanxu was still weeping lowly. Her silence was heavier than any words. Her tears fell quietly like broken pearls.

Wang Shu looked at this scene and almost went berserk.

Wang Shu was so anxious that she clenched her hands into fists, as if she was going to do it herself at the next moment, take off the mask from Liu Nanxu's face and uncover all the mysteries and misunderstandings.

Her voice was like thunder, and she yelled at Feng Yuhen: "Hey! Big brother! Please explain! You said you like Asu, why did you marry the princess after you returned to the palace?"

Her words were full of accusations and dissatisfaction, and every word was like a heavy hammer hitting Feng Yuhen's heart.

"Axu is pregnant with your child, do you know that she was disfigured by a real killer before to save you? You are so ungrateful!"

Wang Shu's words were like sharp swords, pointing directly at Feng Yuhen's weakness.

Hearing this, Feng Yuhen's eyes widened in disbelief, full of shock and guilt: "What? Are you pregnant with our child?!"

His voice was trembling, with a hint of sobs, and he was almost crying with joy.

"Axu, why are you so bad...why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Feng Yuhen's voice was full of reproach, but more of it was filled with deep pity and love.

His eyes were gentle and hot, as if Liu Nanxu was melting into his arms.

"After I returned to the palace, my mother forcefully arranged a marriage, but I did not agree or consummate the marriage with her. From the beginning to the end, I only have you in my heart..."

Feng Yuhen hurriedly explained, and his words were full of anxiety and urgency. Anyone could hear that he wanted to make up for his past mistakes and win back Liu Nanxu's heart.

"I have gone back to the small fishing village to look for you many times, but no one knows where you have gone...I'm sorry, Asu...please listen to my explanation..."

Feng Yuhen's voice gradually became lower, her eyes shone with tears, and her heart was filled with regret and self-blame.

Liu Nanxu finally heard the explanation she wanted to hear. A warm current surged in her heart, and the mask on her face finally fell off.

As the mask fell, the ferocious scars on Liu Nanxu's face were also exposed. They were like traces left by time, engraved on her face and in Feng Yuhen's heart.

Liu Nanxu lowered her face, not daring to look at Feng Yuhen's eyes.

She was afraid of seeing expressions of disgust and fear on Feng Yuhen's face, and that those scars would become a barrier between them.

But Feng Yuhen held her face like a treasure and kissed her terrifying scar lovingly.

His kiss was gentle but firm, as if telling her that no matter what she became, he would love her and cherish her.