Dry Dream

Well, just sit behind me and hug me, don't eat, don't talk.

Finally unable to take another bite, I stroked my stomach with my oily hands and fell back, lying on Zilu's shoulders.Ziluo smiled and wiped my hands with a sweat towel.

I saw that Ziluo's eyes were wet, cloudy, and painful.

"My face can be cured." I said.

"It can be cured." Ziluo smiled, but didn't look at me, just threw down the sweat towel and gently massaged my belly.

I just ate too much.

"They all say I've grown taller," I said.

"Well, it has grown a lot." Ziluo finally looked at me in the blink of an eye, and the emotion in his eyes seemed to have faded a bit.

"Did you tell Guo Xinde that he wanted to see my left cheek?" I asked.

"That's right, if you don't let everyone see your left face, how could the emperor happily agree to give you the marriage?" Ziluo smiled triumphantly.

"The emperor, he..."

"Forget about him, he's the evil ghost." Ziluo shook her head amusedly.

"Yun Qingtong is really pitiful." I said softly.

"You seem to be getting along well?" Ziluo said.

"Yeah, because of my left cheek." I said, "If my face hadn't become like this, he probably wouldn't be so kind to me."

"Hehe, he's jealous of you." Ziluo chuckled, "Okay, don't sit still, go for a walk. Look at you, you've turned into a pig."

I stood up and walked out, "Can my face really be cured?"

"It can be cured, it can be cured, stop nagging!" Ziluo pushed me out to put on clogs, pushed me to the outhouse, put on cotton socks, cotton boots and a fox fur coat, and then took me to the yard Walking slowly on thin snowflakes.

I asked Ziluo why he didn't eat, and Ziluo said he had no appetite.I asked if I lost my appetite looking at my face, Ziluo gave me an angry look and ignored me.

We walked in the yard for half an hour, Ziluo saw my stomach was slowly going down, so she picked me up and went back to the house.

Sitting on the chaise longue, Ziluo took out a small bottle and handed it to me, "Drink a drop."

"This is?" I took it and opened the cork to smell it, but there was no smell.

"Fanxiang cartilage powder," Ziluo said.

I rolled my eyes and looked at Ziluo, and said, "It's not fragrant at all." Then I raised my face and poured out a drop into my mouth.

"Will you drink it even if I give you poison?" Ziluo took Fanxiang's cartilage and put it aside.

I didn't say anything, just watched him fall down on his side on the chaise longue.Zizi got off the chaise longue, turned around and knelt down and kissed my forehead, the left side of my cheek, and my lips, then stroked my hair and said, "Good boy. I feel a little uncomfortable after taking the medicine. I won’t let you move around, so I will use Fanxiang cartilage powder for you.”

I blink and smile.Of course I don't care about this.

Ziluo also smiled, and kissed me heavily on the lips.Then he took the small box, took out the medicine bottle, took a small ball of cotton, and poured the contents of the medicine bottle on the cotton.

It was a milky, milky, but viscous thing.

The medicinal juice floated on the cotton, and Ziluo took the cotton and applied the medicinal juice to my left face.At the beginning, it felt cool and nothing, but after a while, the left side of my face felt as uncomfortable as if it had been stung by thousands of wasps.

Ziluo knelt in front of the imperial concubine chair and stared at my left side of the face, wiping away the medicine juice that was about to flow into her eyes and mouth from time to time.About half an hour later, the medicine juice on the face was completely dried out, and it was stuck on the face like dry mud, which was hard and uncomfortable, and burned very painfully.

This burning feeling is different from the feeling of being burned. This kind of burning is accompanied by stinging pain, sore and numb, so uncomfortable that I want to bite.

Seeing the way I looked at him, Ziluo retreated back in a strange manner, as if he was guarding against me suddenly jumping up and biting him.

Gradually, I straightened my eyes, and all my sanity was taken away by the torture on the left side of my face.It seems that Ziluo is right, give me Fanxiang cartilage powder in advance, otherwise I will definitely go crazy.

Ziluo looked very distressed and worried.He took off my thin nightgown and opened the hem, then walked over and wrung out a towel wet with hot water, and came back to wipe my body.Because I sweated a lot, the sweat from the medicine on my left face kept flowing.

I don't know when I fell asleep, but I was exhausted from being tortured anyway.I woke up before dawn the next day. I didn't care about being naked, pushed Ziluo away, jumped out of bed, took out the fire pocket, lit the glass cup, and ran to the dressing table to look in the mirror.

Except for Gao who was red and swollen on the left side of his face, nothing had changed.

I let out a long breath, and my stomach seemed to be squashed.

"What's the rush... it will take at least seven days to change... baby, come back to sleep." Ziluo on the bed muttered sleepily.

I stared at the left side of my face in the mirror disappointedly for a while, but I was kindled hopeful by Yin Luo's words.

Go over to turn off the lights, who knows, you grabbed it without warning,

Then climbed onto the bed, got into bed, retracted into Ziluo's arms, and closed her eyes.

I eat and sleep every day, just like a pig.It's not that I think so, but every time I take the medicine, I will fall asleep exhausted by the stimulation of the medicine.Ziluo guards me every day, and wipes my body after taking the medicine.I really doubt whether he has ever served the old prince and princess like this.

Also, since I was brought back by Ziluo, he has not gone to court again.This time, no one came to urge him again.We were glued together all the time, we almost went to the bathroom together.We never even took a step outside the courtyard of Qingxiaoyuan.No matter who came to visit Ziluo, Ziluo never disappeared.We are almost conjoined twins.

Seven days later...

I sat in front of the dressing table with my lips pursed and looked at the left side of my face in the mirror, the crimson twisted and wrinkled scar seemed to shrink in size.And the skin around the scar has now become new skin. Although it is still a little red, it is already pink and tender.

I couldn't help laughing, it really got better!

I wanted to touch the scar, but Ziluo hurriedly grabbed my hand and said, "Hey, don't touch it, it's time to apply the medicine."

"En!" I agreed excitedly, stood up and dragged Ziluo to the chaise longue, lay down happily on my side, and waited for Ziluo to take the medicine.

"You!" Ziluo scratched the tip of my nose dotingly, took the medicine bottle and knelt down to give me the medicine.

I pursed my lips and smiled, Ziluo really protected me like a mother cat.I am willing to be swallowed by him. (How many times have you been swallowed by him.)

189. Overseas ambassador

Post time: 07/212010

I seem to be used to the torture of this medicine, and it seems that because the scar has become smaller, the stimulation of this medicine has also become smaller.So I no longer fell asleep tired, so I could finally see Ziluo tearing off a piece of milky white mask-like skin slowly from my face.

I took the piece of skin curiously and examined it carefully. There were a lot of dark red finely shattered dry skin sticking to it.Suddenly, I don't know when Ziluo stopped using Fanxiang cartilage powder for me.It seems that being unable to move after taking the medicine has also become my habit.

Seven days and seven days later, the scar became smaller and smaller, and the left side of my face was peeling off layer by layer, and I don't know how many layers were lost.

There are still seven days until the big wedding day.

I sat in front of the big bronze mirror framed by Long Teng Yunxiang, leaned forward, and carefully looked at my left face.The scar had shrunk behind the cheekbones, and the dark red had turned into a light red, like a dry and smooth elm leaf lying on the side of the face.In the center of the scar, a long, bright red thread runs from the cheekbone to the jaw.Because it is very thin, like a red thread soaked with blood, and like the veins of a dead leaf.

Lie closer and touch it with your hand. Except for the thin bright red line, the surface of the scar is protruding, and the veins on both sides are very smooth and tender, as if they invaded the skin.

I smiled slightly, turned my head and said happily to Ziluo who was packing up: "Ziluo! The scar is almost gone! In seven more days..."

Ziluo turned her head, gave me an apologetic smile, and said softly: "The medicine has been used up. Moore said that after the medicine is used up, no matter what it looks like, it is a foregone conclusion."

"..." I opened my mouth, as if falling from the clouds suddenly.He turned back to look at the bronze mirror in a daze, thought for a while, untied the hair tie, and pulled the loose hair forward to cover the left side of his face.Then he smiled at the bronze mirror, which looked good too.

Ziluo packed up her things, came over and stood behind me, held my shoulders, bent down to look at my face in the bronze mirror and said, "Look, what a pretty face."

I smiled, but couldn't help it.You can't meet people with disheveled hair.

Ziluo stretched out her hand to pull my hair back and said, "It's already very beautiful, if you don't pay attention to the left side of your face, it won't be obvious."

I hooked the corners of my mouth and nodded, "Well, it's much better this way, and it won't scare others." Although it's still not good-looking, it won't scare people when they see it.

"Oh, by the way, there will be an overseas ambassador coming to visit at noon, please accompany me then." Ziluo patted my shoulder and said softly, straightened up and picked up a wooden comb to recomb my hair and bun.

"Overseas ambassador? What's that?" I asked, rolling my eyes strangely.

"It's an envoy from the other side of the sea, a distant and magical country." Ziluo said with a smile on his face: "This ambassador has lived in Daqi for two years. He has basically learned our language and is still learning our language. Chinese culture and ancient history. Of course, he also brought some skills and products of their country to exchange and learn with us.”

"Oh—is it a country similar to the barbarians in the Western Regions?" I asked half understanding.

"Well, you can put it that way." Ziluo tied my hair in a bun and inserted a hairpin, then pulled my body and said, "This ambassador's name is 'Smith'. His hair is blond and curly. His eyes are blue. colored with water chestnut