Hey, you are reborn too?

Xie Yongwei pulled a helpless smile from the corner of her mouth and bent her body slightly downward: "Honorable brother, you are not throwing a tantrum, are you?"

Hearing this, the man in front of him twitched his eyelashes slightly, and finally seemed to react.

"Well," he slowly opened his eyes, his light-colored pupils sparkling in the light of the fire, his eyes narrowed slightly, his voice a little hoarse, "It's okay, it's just an old illness."

Xie Yongwei was slightly stunned.

She remembered that someone had said something similar to her on a snowy night not long ago.

"No problem."

His voice was weak, and the tight black robe made his figure look even thinner. A section of his pale neck was exposed from the collar. Even the warm light could not add any vitality to that man.

The man's breathing was heavy, but he tried his best to make it light.

He seemed to be in great pain, his lips were stretched into a line and fine beads of sweat oozed from his neck. He became a piece of precious porcelain, lonely and heavy, as if it would break at any time.

Xie Yongwei looked at it and felt as if her heart was pricked by a needle. After the slight sting, it was followed by a dull pain.

But the person in front of her could feel her gaze. When she looked over, he tried to open his eyes, blinked gently, and a hint of tenderness appeared in the corners of his eyes.

"You..." Xie Yongwei heard her own voice muffled, "Are you really okay? I tell you, if you are sick, it is better to cure it as soon as possible."

"Ah."

The man responded promptly, but had no intention of agreeing to the treatment.

Facing Xie Yongwei's repeated urging, he said: "Maybe I ran too fast just now, or maybe the car was a little bumpy. It's really okay, Awei, you go to sleep first."

Seeing that he was unmoved by her persuasion, Xie Yongwei couldn't help but feel a little annoyed.

Well, the emperor is not in a hurry, so what is a eunuch like me busy with?

"Okay," she leaned back slowly, sat back in her original position, and gently extinguished the fire, her voice unconsciously carrying a hint of anger, "If you want to delay, then delay it."

Hearing this, Venerable Longyin's eyes, which had been closed, opened slightly. He was a little stunned. So, Avi could also be angry?

Or, for yourself?

I felt uneasy for no reason.

Why is Avi so determined to see a doctor for herself?

When she opened her clinic in Beijing, she treated her patients with the attitude of "it's up to you to treat them or not."

Why do you care so much about me?

Could it be that she treats herself differently from how she treats others?

My thoughts were in a mess, and my brain was like a mess.

For a moment, he didn't know what he was thinking.

He only remembered that his whole body was filled with a feeling that was indescribable, but it made him feel extremely comfortable. Even his lips, which had been pursed, relaxed slightly.

Although the tinder was out, there was still a faint light from outside shining into the carriage.

His eyesight was excellent, especially in the dark. Even though he was sitting in his original position, he could still see what Xie Yongwei was doing.

The girl seemed to be sleeping uneasily, with her cheeks slightly puffed up, probably because of anger, and she was mumbling something, as if she was talking in her sleep.

As the carriage bumped, the girl's body swayed as well.

The light green floral blanket on her body was not restrained, and it was shaken off with a slight shake. The blanket that originally covered her shoulders fell to her abdomen.

The moonlight shone through the veil and hit the girl's face, reflecting her frown.

Seeing the girl frowning, Venerable Longyin somehow recalled the scene of her urging him to get treatment as soon as possible.

His heart seemed to no longer belong to him. A strange emotion spread, making his stomach churn and a bitter taste spread between his lips and tongue.

Before he had time to think, his body reacted on its own.

He stood up, adjusted himself to the shaking of the carriage, and took a step towards Xie Yongwei, holding his still aching stomach with one hand and twisting a corner of the floral blanket with the other hand, covering her shoulders again.

With his stomach aching, he clenched his teeth tightly, not letting a trace of vulnerability leak out from his lips.

Taking a step and covering with a blanket, these actions are extremely simple for ordinary people, but they make him sweat profusely at this moment.

Sweat broke out uncontrollably at the temples, and the connection between the skin and the true appearance was also affected.

He quickly sat back in his original position, holding his breath and concentrating, trying to suppress the heat in his body.

But you can't sweat again. If you sweat again, the skin will not fit firmly and there is a risk of it falling off at any time.

But at this moment, his body seemed to be against him.

The more he tried to control his sweating, the more violently it broke out.

The wind blew in through the veil, and he couldn't help shivering.

He suddenly opened his eyes and felt a sticky feeling on his back. He then realized that his back was soaked with cold sweat.

Facial discomfort came.

It seemed to be reminding him to take off the mask and let his true face show.

Looking at the girl's gentle sleeping face, he pursed his lips and uncovered his eyes for a moment. In such a short moment, she should not notice it, right?

So, while the girl was sleeping soundly, he began to take off the "face" as he was used to.

As he moved gently, a pale and sickly "face" slowly faded from his face, revealing a face inside that was even paler and gloomier than the skin.

Holding the skin in his hand, Venerable Longyin frowned slightly.

Although the mask was removed, the adhesive material was still on his face, feeling extremely sticky and uncomfortable.

Want to wash it off.

As soon as this thought came to his mind, he suppressed it.

This won't work. I was in a hurry on this trip and left in a hurry, so I almost didn't bring any adhesive materials.

He had just checked and found that the materials left were only enough for one more use.

If you wash off the materials on your face at this time, you will never have the chance to "change your face" again.

He curled his five fingers together and clenched his fist tightly.

Doesn't this mean ruining the only chance you have left?

Although he had always acted boldly, for some reason, he didn't want to reveal his true face in front of her.

That’s all. Venerable Longyin exhaled lightly through his nose, stretched out the face in the darkness, and with his superb skills and touch, he put it back perfectly.

He had just closed his eyes when the girl, who had been mumbling as if talking in her sleep, gently opened her eyes.

There were complex emotions surging in his eyes, including uneasiness, but more importantly, suspicion.

She actually hadn't slept.

Venerable Longyin had just tucked the blanket in for her, and was taking off and putting on the mask for himself. She saw the whole process clearly.

interesting.

She and Lord Longyin had just met for the first time, so why did he care about her so much? Not only did he save her twice, but he was even so kind as to cover her with a blanket at night.

Also, he had just removed his facial mask, and because the facial mask had been in contact with his real face for too long, he felt uncomfortable.

She saw that the man hesitated for a long time, but ultimately did not remove the adhesive material.

Instead, after some consideration, he continued to put on the skin in his hand.

Unfortunately, they are far away from each other.

The moment he took off his mask, it happened that the sky was overcast with dark clouds, no light came in, and the carriage was almost pitch black.

Xie Yongwei had tried her best to lean forward without leaving any trace.