The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

After breathing for a while, Gu Qingtong moved forward, reached out and grabbed the man's hand, while using scissors to see the blood-stained fine cloth, while looking at the man's pale and silent face and heaving chest, Gu Qingtong pursed his lips , In the end, I still asked in a low voice: I looked at the spot on your ankle, it seems... you were branded, you... did you escape from the prison?

Gu Qingtong has always wanted to ask this question, but he never asked. A few days ago, this man was half dead, and his mind was a little unclear. Gu Qingtong couldn't ask anything, so he could only heal him as much as possible. Since yesterday, Gu Qingtong noticed that his spirit was better. She felt relieved at the same time, but at the same time she was very uneasy. She picked up a man of unknown origin, and no matter how she looked at it, she felt that this man seemed to have escaped from a prison. Well, she is a girl, so she is naturally worried.

I've never been in prison, the man opened his mouth after a long while, lowered his eyebrows, watched Gu Qingtong use the scissors to cut the fine cloth stuck to his hands little by little, and said slowly, That's not branding. , I burned myself with a shovel.

How did it get burned? Gu Qingtong immediately frowned, looked at the man puzzled and said, Even if you cook, if you accidentally burn it, it won't burn your ankles? Besides, With robes, trousers and socks covering it, how could it be possible to scald the flesh, and it was so hot?

It wasn't accidentally burned, the man said again. When he said this, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, I burned the shovel on it after it became red.

You...are you sick?! In the next second, Gu Qingtong couldn't help but yelled out. She stared at the calm man, and then looked at the half-tipped muslin bandage in her hand. What did she think? Feeling absurd, she dropped the scissors on the ground with a bang, stood up, and growled at the man in a low voice, If you want to die, there are many ways! You don't need to use a soldering iron and cut off your fingers! Are you afraid of death or are you afraid of death?! After shouting, Gu Qingtong felt a little exhausted all over her body, she stood in front of the bed, then sat down a little discouraged, and picked up the gun from the ground Scissors, then lowered his head and continued to remove the thin cloth stuck to the wound, while saying coldly, Since you are determined to die, then don't delay my work, you can leave tomorrow, you want to die You can die wherever you want, you can die as you want...

I don't want to die! The man suddenly cut off Gu Qingtong's words, he raised his head abruptly, his face was always expressionless, but now he showed deep desire and pleading, I I really don’t want to die! Don’t drive me away, okay? Please! Please!”

That's right, he really didn't want to die, his parents had sacrificed their lives to get him a new life, so how could he be willing to die?

He wants to live well, even if he has to remain anonymous and live like a ghost from now on, he still wants to live well! With his parents' share.

Since you don't want to die, why would you harm yourself like this? Gu Qingtong felt that he was burned by those two gazes, being stared at pitifully and anxiously by that person, Gu Qingtong felt a little uncomfortable, when he spoke again , the voice subconsciously lowered, I keep shouting that I don't want to die, but how can you be so cruel to yourself?

I... want to erase the mark on my body. The man bit his lip, looking at Gu Qingtong as if he had made up his mind.

What imprint? Gu Qingtong asked without knowing it, frowning.

Here, there was once a mark, the man pointed to his tightly wrapped ankle and said to Gu Qingtong, It was stamped with a burning red seal when I was twelve years old.