[Through the book] The host always wants to hate the system

Li Qi's gaze made Yan Qing instantly think of the old Li Qi who hid the knife in his smile, the dog man is still the same dog man.

He naturally knew that he couldn't fool Li Qi, he was just wearing a mask, but his voice, figure and even his leg injury all confirmed the fact that he was Yan Qing.

What's more, even though he was so decisive in what he said three years ago, he still gave people information for three years, didn't he?

Ask yourself that Yan Qing would not do that kind of sacrifice for revenge, but if he really wants to play hard, he might not do something more tragic than this.

"Okay."

Yan Qing agreed simply and neatly, but Li Qi was astonished. He saw his white and slender hands covering the mask, and with just one removal, Yan Qing saw the reflection of his own face in Li Qi's shocked pupils—compared to the ugly , it is more appropriate to say that it is terrible.

Huaiyu's unrecognizable shock fell in Yan Qing's ears, and Xu Jin behind him let out a disdainful sneer.

Yan Qing touched the unevenness on his face and said: "I used to be young and ignorant and got into trouble and had to disfigure myself to protect myself. I was afraid of scaring people so I always wore a mask, but I think the prince should be different from those who only look at the skin. of."

Yan Qing tilted his head, he thought he would see disdain, horror and even disgust in Li Qi's eyes.

"Have you had a hard time these years?"

He didn't know how to respond to Li Qi's words.

If Li Qi hates him, he has thousands of words to choke on. Li Qi can't answer anymore, and Pian Li Qi wants to ask this... When Pian Li Qi speaks, there is so much distress in his eyes?

Yan Qing put on a mask uncomfortably and said to him: "My lord has seen enough of this excitement, I won't stay any longer, and I will let my subordinates send the rest of the information about the Wan family to the lord's residence one by one."

"Who hurt your face?"

Surroundings are surprisingly quiet, the man's voice is the sharp blade that cuts through the silence of this moment, the blade pierces Yan Qing's heart, Yan Qing suddenly wonders why she feels so depressed because of Li Qi's words recently.

It didn't feel right.

"Is the prince taking too much care?"

Yan Qing asked back.

Li Qi raised his eyes, his eyes were as sharp as knives, and his thin lips parted lightly, but he said, "Isn't Fengyu Pavilion a place for information transactions? This king just wants to know who hurt the face of the pavilion master."

"I've already said that it's all caused by youth and ignorance."

Yan Qing turned and sat down, "A long time ago, because I liked someone I shouldn't like, I got into trouble and got my face scratched. The karma cycle is all retribution."

He was just talking nonsense, but unexpectedly, the eyes of the person in front of him darkened and he smiled inexplicably: "I don't know that the pavilion master is also a passionate person."

His tone seemed unhappy, and the coldness in his eyes made people feel uncomfortable. Yan Qing only thought that if it wasn't for the development of the main line, he would never sit here and talk to Li Qi again.

Xu Jin coughed behind him, and looked out the window at the Dong family's uncle carrying a burden and shouting through the streets, it seemed that it was noon.

"It's getting late. If the lord is fine, I'm going to take the medicine." He pressed his fingertips against the mask, but his heart was already extremely uncomfortable.

Left and right were just lying, why would he feel extremely happy at a certain moment, but endless embarrassment would follow at any time.

Li Qi looked at him with a half-smile, and only waited for Yan Qing to leave before asking Huaiyu: "Can you heal his injury?"

"The subordinate just didn't see clearly, so I can't be sure."

"Really, let's go and have a look again tonight."