Huangluo Kyushu

The young man with a heavy brand on his face left streams of fresh blood on his fair and pretty face, and a smell of scorched tender meat came out. Under the stimulation of pain, Mo Lian's eyes went dark. passed out.

The soldering iron fell to the ground with a crisp sound, and Mo Han hugged the person in his arms tightly, as if he had seen enough of this farce, Concubine Cui Guigui lightly closed her jade palms and let out a joyful laugh.

Just as the noble woman was about to speak, she was interrupted by the noise outside the door.Afterwards, some flustered guards ran up to her, muttering something indistinctly, but their voices did not finish.

The gorgeous beauty dressed in red rushed in anxiously. With her charming peach blossom eyes and unparalleled bright face, the visitor was the dazzling beauty who crowned the capital.

The beauty who broke in didn't seem to realize his impoliteness, he didn't even look at Mo Han and Concubine Cui Gui.His gaze stayed on the fainting villain in Mo Han's arms.

The scald on the right cheek made the originally beautiful face bloody and bloody. Where is the beauty of the past?

Liaoluan stepped forward and hugged the scarred villain in Mo Han's arms, his enchanting eyes were stained with sadness, and even his voice trembled, "Little Prince Gong, how are you?" , you are so kind!"

Seeing the weird scene in front of her, Concubine Cui Gui just woke up and shouted, "Bold and dazzled, but a mere luthier dares to be so presumptuous!"

Liaolu's smile was cold, obviously he had no intention of entangled with Concubine Cui Gui.He hugged Mo Lian tightly with one hand, and with the other hand, he took out a token of "As I come in person" from his sleeve.

Concubine Cui Guifei was so frightened that her face turned pale. In order to save her lost face, she said disdainfully, "It's just a lowly bastard with a smile in a red building. Do you really think of yourself as some kind of royal relative?"

The smile on the dazzled face was even bigger, and the beautiful eyes of the person who was originally in his arms glanced at Concubine Cui inadvertently, "Noble concubine, since you are not as good as others, why bother to put such troublesome stumbling blocks on you?" Where is the son?"

Words with puns, sarcasm and contempt suddenly increased their lethality by three layers because of his beauty.

Concubine Cui Guigui's complexion turned pale immediately, she clenched her fingers tightly, but she didn't dare to touch him because of the token in Liaoran's hand.

Liao Luan put away the token, folded his arms slightly, and the beautiful eyes of peach blossoms that fascinated thousands of people moved to Mo Han in an instant.Xiumei frowned slightly, her always smiling eyes seemed to be filled with a cold light.

Snapped!

There was a crisp slap, and everyone was stunned, as if they didn't expect the person in front of them to be so bold.

Mo Han's head was tilted to the side, and a trace of inconceivable astonishment flashed across his usually cold eyes.

"Mo Han, this slap is for Huang'er."

It is still a charming tone, but the person has drifted away.

Protecting Mo Lian all the way to the Yicui Building, because the effect of 'Yi Yan' has expired.The young man's face was gradually revealed, but it was no longer the delicate and unparalleled beauty that he once had.Her jet-black hair was sticking to her forehead, and her bloody right cheek had long been mutilated, and the beautiful outline of the past could no longer be seen.

Xuan Xuan carefully cleaned the wound of the young man lying on the bed, it seemed that because of the pain, the sleeping young man couldn't help shivering a few times.Blinking those beautiful peach blossom eyes, Dazzled cursed secretly, "Now I know it hurts, but what did you do long ago? What a fool!"

Having said that, however, Liao Luan's movements became more and more gentle.

"Luo, how's Mo Lian doing?"

Urgent voices, messy steps.Even if you guess, you can guess that the person who came must be the behind-the-scenes funder of Yicuilou.

The beauty dazzled lightly raised her beautiful eyes and took a look at the visitor. The black dress with gold silk borders was messily scattered around her body, and the white jade crown on her head was also loose. How could such a person have the usual gentleness and elegance?

Sure enough, only Huang'er would make him so anxious...

A bit of bitterness overflowed repeatedly in my heart, but I still forced myself to look indifferent.

"If you lose your head, you will have a big scar. It's just a mark on your face. It's pretty ugly, and it won't hurt your life. On the contrary, it's our Eighth Prince. If you didn't come to see us Huang'er, just looking at your embarrassed appearance, I really thought you were in a hurry to go back to accompany your wife to give birth..."

Although this sentence was a little angry, but both of them knew that no matter who had such a mark on their face, it would not look good, even if that person was the stunning Mo Lian.

The Eighth Prince frowned and smiled, "Liaoluan, don't make fun of me anymore, the most important thing now is to think of a way."

Quickly walking to the bed, Mo Yixiao saw the sleeping boy clearly.The gentle Rushui's eyes widened, and even his voice revealed distress, "Mo Lian..."

Looking at Mo Yixiao's pity expression, a bit of malice surged in his confused heart. He gently pushed away a few strands of black hair on Mo Lian's forehead, revealing the brand mark on his cheek more clearly in front of Mo Yixiao .

"What a beautiful face! It's a pity that it's ruined."

A faint sentence aroused Mo Yixiao's fury, Mo Yixiao stretched out his hand but the moment he touched Mo Lian, he stretched it back, "Did Xiao Han do this?"

Liao Xuan smiled softly, full of irony, "Aside from him, who else would wish that Huang'er would die sooner?"

Looking at the sleeping young man, his beautiful eyes darkened slightly. Although it was only over a year, Shanghuang, the number one dancer in Shangjing, could be said to have been cultivated by him alone.

For Liao Luan, Shang Huang was a young self, the self before being defiled.Also this kid is...

Looking at Mo Yixiao beside him, Liaolu sighed, Huang'er is also the link between herself and this man, and it is their common treasure...

However, Shanghuang, who was held in the hands of him and Mo Yixiao in this way, was arbitrarily hurt by such a man who never took him seriously.

"Xiaohan..."

Xu Shixuan's low sigh stimulated Mo Yixiao's tense nerves even more, Mo Yixiao clenched his fists and showed a terrifying look.

Liao Luan looked at Mo Yixiao and then sighed meaningfully, "He really is a heartless person, the two brothers all look alike."

Mo Yixiao stood up, without speaking, he turned his head to look at Mo Han who just came in front of the two of them, tried his best to suppress his outburst of anger, and said in a low voice, "Xiao Han, what are you doing here again?"

Mo Han's voice was cold, and he looked directly at the young man on the bed, "I want to find Mo Lian."

"Boy, what are you looking for with him?"

Dazzling beautiful eyes raised up, the indescribably sharpness seemed to contain the sharpest sharp blade, as if it was going to pierce Mo Han through at any time.

"Go home."

The faint words made Mo Yixiao even more angry, "Go back to the mansion? Do you want him to go back and continue to be insulted and abused by you? Xiaohan, don't go too far! Back then you could keep Shang Huang, It's just relying on him to love you. But, don't forget, no matter if he is Mo Lian or Shang Huang, this child is my and Liaoluan's treasure, how can he be trampled by you like this!"

The momentum of the sword is on the verge of breaking out, as if to swallow Mo Han alive.

In the end, Liao Lun patted Mo Yixiao, the corners of his mouth raised, but his voice was undeniable and firm, "Young Lord Gong, if you still care about Huang'er's life, you should know that Yicui Tower is his best home. .”

After all, it was Yaoluan's words that made a difference, Mo Han didn't say much, turned around and walked out of Yicui Tower neatly.

When Mo Lian woke up, it was already the morning of the next day, and the sun poured down on him through the window like water.Gentle people do not want to remember.The moment the beautiful Danfeng opened, Mo Lian only felt a burning pain on her right cheek.

Gently caressing the injured right cheek, only to find that the bloody cheek had been carefully bandaged, but I also know that now I am no longer beautiful, no longer healthy, I really have nothing...

"Huang'er, you're awake."

Hearing the dazzling voice and seeing the beautiful face so close, Mo Lian realized that she was now in the former Wutong Residence.That was the residence assigned to him by Liaolan when he was in Yicui Tower.

"Huang'er, how are you feeling?"

Gently calling out to the villain who was still absent-minded, there was undisguised pampering in the dazzled eyes.

Mo Lian lowered her head, thinking of the situation that day, no matter how much she tried to convince herself, her heart would still hurt. It turned out that there was an illusion hidden behind all the peace, and the small happiness she thought was just a momentary self-deception. .

The beautiful dream was shattered so fast that he didn't even have time to recollect it. After all, that person had no feelings for him...

"I'm sorry, Dazzler made you worry."

After opening her mouth for a while, Mo Lian realized that her voice was unbearably hoarse.

Seeing the child in front of him with an obvious sad face, but pretending to be strong, he couldn't help but feel distressed on his dazzled face.

Gently embracing the frail young man, Liao Lun said, "Silly Huang'er, cry if you want to. What else do you need to hide in front of me?"

Mo Lian quietly buried her head in Liaoran's arms, her green eyes did not move at all, but the tears never rolled down.

Yes, there is no need to cover up anything, but what is there to cry about?

It turned out that in the end, I couldn't even find a reason to cry.

"Huang'er, don't worry, it's just a brand, I will definitely let you recover."

Liao Luan's voice was firm and doting, but Mo Lian, who buried her head in his arms, said in a muffled voice, "What's the matter, it's just a small brand mark, I don't care."

"Huang'er, do you know what you're talking about?"

Liao Luan slightly exerted force to pull out the young man who was buried in his arms, forcing him to face himself squarely.

"How could the dignified nobles of Xiliang bear such a humble mark?"

Mo Lian's green pupils blinked slightly, and then as if thinking of something, she sighed softly, "So you know, so you know everything about Xuanlan. You really deserve to be the transparent Xieyuhua of Shangjing. I'm the only one who is stupid."

Her glamorous eyes met those absent-minded blue-colored phoenixes, and her chaotic voice was a bit deceptive, "Huang'er, leave, before he completely destroys you."

The beautiful eyes seemed to be lowered, as if they could finally bear the sadness that weighed on their hearts.

"I'm not going, I'm definitely not going."

Gently wiping the teardrops that kept falling on the young man's face, Liaolu sighed softly, "Even this, it's very similar to Liluo at that time. Idiot, he's obviously just an idiot."

Mo Lian's mouth repeatedly overflowed with scarlet, he naturally knew that Li Luo in Liao Ran's mouth was him many years ago, the young man's voice was soft, like a soft whisper in the world, "Whether it's Mo Lian or Li Luo, or It is Shanghuang and Xuanluan, they are the one

Such people are such clumsy idiots. "

But for a moment, as if the rain had passed, a faint smile appeared on the young man's face, soft and gentle, even if the white gauze on his right cheek was not removed, he did not look ferocious.

Daolu gently removed the gauze from Mo Lian's face, even though the movements were gentle, the young man in front of him trembled in pain.

He quickly changed the ointment for Mo Lian. The cool touch made Mo Lian, who was already in pain, narrow her eyes involuntarily.

The jade finger gently slid across a tear mole in the corner of Mo Lian's eye, and sighed with some regret.A black tear mole in the corner of the former Master Shanghuang's eye held thousands of women, and it made many people crazy about it.But now, the mole of tears, which held back the spring, shrank pitifully beside the bloody cheek, as if crying, narrating the grievance of the master.

Mo Lian opened her eyes, looking at her frail figure in the dazzling and beautiful pupils, she must be very ugly right now...

Sensing the young man's panic, he rolled his dazzled eyes and smiled lightly, "Fortunately, this Yicui Building lacks everything except those nourishing and beautifying things. No matter what else, these things alone are the ones in the harem. The concubine is also far behind."

Gently stroking Mo Lian's black hair, Liaolu comforted softly, "You'll be fine, Huang'er, you will definitely be the same as before."

Although the beauty ointment held by Liaolan is a secret treasure that is hard to find in the palace, the brand on Mo Lian's face is too deep after all, and because of taking those medicines, his own body is poor and his skin is not as good as Heals as fast as before.

So, after a month of raising her like this, there was still a terrible scar on Mo Lian's smooth right cheek.

The brand was not big, but it clearly engraved a deep word 'cheap' on that beautiful face.

Liao Luan exhausted all his energy for this, not only him but also the noble Eighth Prince exhausted all his energy for the scar on Mo Lian's face.

But Mo Lian, who was the person involved, looked indifferent. The ordinary young man said softly to the worried maid, "What's the matter? It's my luck, it's not my life."

Seeing his 'lax' attitude, Meiren Daolan was really angry and anxious, maybe it was because of the saying that a dead horse is treated as a living horse doctor.After trying n many ways, Mei Renhuang decided to carve a purple lotus on the ugly scar on her right cheek to cover it up.

It is not uncommon to use this method to cover up the blemishes of the face, but it is not uncommon in Yicui Tower, but Liaolan never thought that one day Huang'er, whom she carefully protected, would end up like those people.

She carefully picked out the precious black pearls from the West Region for Mo Lian, and then mixed them with the purple powder from the Yicui Building. After everything was ready, she said softly, "Huang'er, I said I would cure you." of."

Looking at the beautiful face so close at hand, Mo Lian smiled, but asked in a puzzled way, "Liaoluan, it doesn't really matter, there's no need for you to do this for me."

Daoxuan lightly raised her eyebrows, and tapped Mo Lian's bright and clean forehead, "Silly Huang'er, do you think there will be someone going after the disfigured number one dancer? If you still want to stay by that person's side, just listen Mine is fine."

Slightly nodding his head, Ren Liaoran 'painted' on his face. Although each stroke of the fine needle embroidered on his face would feel sharp pain, it was not as painful as that day.

When the work was finished, Liao Luan smiled and looked at Mo Lian, and smiled with satisfaction, "My Huang'er is indeed unparalleled in beauty."