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"I already said that I won't leave a scar, right?" Xue Luoyun pressed against his wound through the thick gauze, somewhat worried. After all, he still had a long wound on his hand. If there was a vicious wound in the middle of the summer, it would certainly be terrifying.

"No, no, I've already consulted the Godly Doctor." At some point, Mu Zheng had walked in with a comforting voice, with Mu Ying following behind him.

Mu Sheng didn't say anything as he placed a white porcelain bottle on the table.

Xue Ruyun glanced at it. He seemed to have seen this white porcelain bottle before.

"Could this be …" She looked up at Mu Ying.

Mu Yong nodded slightly as a reply. Seeing this scene, Mu Zheng's heart was in a mess.

This was the scar removal medicine Mu Sheng had specially requested from the flat bird. The last time he had asked for this medicine for Xue Ruoyun, he didn't know how good it would be.

Seeing him nod, Xue Ruyun happily looked at him with gratitude. It was precisely because of this medicine that her back was as smooth and clean as new. There wasn't the slightest scar on it. He didn't expect Mu Ying to be so cold and harsh, but he was actually so meticulous and gentle in his thoughts. It seemed like the cold-looking him was actually very gentle and affectionate in his heart.

Ever since he saw Xue Lian's tearful face, Mu Zhuo had comforted him a few times. This, on the other hand, gave rise to hope in his heart. Every day, he would come and look for him. In Mu Zhuo's heart, Xue Ruyun already existed. He didn't want to lie to Xue Lian and had always wanted to find an opportunity to explain himself to her.

On this day, Xue Lian painting came again to invite Mu Zhuoyun to go with him to fly a kite. Mu Zhuo Zhi considered it for a moment and then agreed.

Xue Lian was wild with joy. He changed into a light and thin set of gauze clothes and after dressing up, he walked out. As he left, he turned back and pulled down the clothes on his shoulders, revealing his twin peaks.

"I didn't expect that Your Highness would agree to come out with me today. I'm so happy." Xue Lian was walking on the grass with the handkerchief wrapped around his hand. His footsteps were also exceptionally light.

"Well, it's nothing." Mu Zhuo Ji replied as though he was very worried about something. He really didn't know how to say it when he saw Xue Lian draw like this.

"Crown Prince, how about we fly a kite together?" When Xue Lian saw Mu Zhuo's appearance, he did not seem very happy.

"You can do it." Mu Zhuoyun dealt with it.

"Then how about we go with the cauliflower? Look at how coquettish the peanuts are." Xue Lian suggested again.

Mu Zhuo was absent-minded and did not answer her. Instead, she walked forward by herself.

When Xue Liangran saw Mu Zhuo walking alone in front of him and distancing himself from him, his eyes moved and he fell to the ground with a "Aiya!".

Pretending to be in pain, he rubbed his ankle and coquettishly complained, "It hurts."

When Mu Zhuo heard her scream, he remembered Xue Lian's drawing behind her. He hurriedly turned around and supported Xue Lianhua as he asked with concern, "Are you alright?"

"It hurts so bad." Xue Lian shouted in an exaggerated manner.

"Probably injured your ankle. Come, let me help you up and find the imperial physician."

When Xue Lian heard she was going to find an imperial physician, she couldn't allow it. If she found an imperial physician, wouldn't she be exposing herself? She felt guilty. She quickly forced a smile and waved her hand, "It's fine, it's fine. I can bear with this small injury. It'll be fine after I walk for a while."

"Is that so?" Mu Zhuo saw the expression on Xue Lian's face and felt somewhat puzzled.

"Yes." Xue Lian nodded and used a silk handkerchief to wipe the sweat on his forehead.

"Alright then, be careful." As Mu Zhuo said that, he supported Xue Lian's painting.

Xue Lian's hand was placed on Mu Zhuo's hand. He tried to prop himself up, but before he managed to stand firmly, he suddenly fell into Mu Zhuo's arms.

Mu Zhuo wrapped his arms around Xue Lian's slender waist and looked down at her. He only saw that her eyes were as charming as silk. Her face was flushed red, and her lips were slightly open. She was extremely alluring. A pair of three inch golden lotuses was revealed under the fluttering skirt, whether intentionally or unintentionally. Her black hair fluttered between Mu Zhuo's nails, revealing a pair of large, white breasts.

When Xue Lian looked at Mu Zhuo's handsome face, his face turned even redder. Her waist twisted and her heart throbbed. She closed her eyes and silently waited, hoping that she would actually lower her head and kiss her.

He didn't expect Mu Zhuoyun to just carry her and stand up, supporting her so he could remind her, "Are you alright? Next time, walk carefully." Then he straightened his clothes.

When Xue Lian saw this, he felt embarrassed, embarrassed, and angry at the same time. Previously, when Xue Ruoyun and Mu Zhuoji were engaged for marriage, Mu Zhuoyun came to the Xue Manor to visit Xue Luoyun. This was the way she pretended to be bashful and weak, but in reality, she was flirting and flirting with Mu Zhuoyun. Again and again behind her back, repeatedly blackening Xue Ruyun, only then did Mu Zhuzhe have a misunderstanding about Xue Luoyun, thus she was determined to end the marriage.

It was a rare occurrence that when Xue Ruyun was sick, she wanted to repeat the same old trick and recapture Mu Zhuoyun once again.

However, Mu Zhuoyun's heart had already been filled with Xue Muyun. She couldn't accept anyone else, so she was no longer interested in her.

"Since your foot is injured, let's head back earlier." Mu Zhuo said with concern and started to walk back.

Seeing Mu Zhuo walk forward, Xue Lianshu quickly caught up and walked shoulder to shoulder with him.

"Thank you for your concern, Your Highness."

"You're welcome." After Mu Zhuo finished his sentence, he fell silent.

Xue Lian followed Mu Zhuoji as they walked. They were getting closer and closer to the camp. She looked at Mu Zhuoyun's handsome face and became intoxicated. She couldn't help but want to express her inner expectations.

"Your Highness, what do you think about painting?" Xue Lian asked boldly.

"Mmm, you're demure and skilled, gentle and generous, a pretty good woman." Mu Zhuo said politely.

When Xue Lian heard this praise, he was overjoyed and a bit more courage appeared in his heart. She walked up to me in a few steps and blocked my path. She boldly stared into his eyes. "Then, Your Highness, could I take you on as my concubine?"

Mu Zhuo was shocked to hear Xue Lian's bold words. However, thinking back to how she had a good impression of her, she couldn't help but misunderstand.

He could not bear to hurt Xue Lian's painting. After all, she was Xue Ruoyun's younger sister. "You are a good girl, but we are not suitable for you." Mu Zhuoyun finally explained himself to Xue Lian.

"Why?" Upon hearing his words, the snow painting lost its luster.

"Because you're not the kind of woman I want." Mu Zhuo was blunt, which made Xue Lianshui heartbroken.

"Wasn't the crown prince very concerned about your daughter and loved her?" "Why did you suddenly change your mind?" Xue Lian's painting was filled with endless resentment as he directly denounced Duan Ling Tian.

"I just treated you as a friend, so I might have let you misunderstand." Mu Zhuo was truly sincere. Previously, he did have a good impression of Xue Liantu, but he was only sentimental and stopped being courteous. He had not reached the stage of talking about love, so how could he change his mind?