Nuobao stayed in Prince Zhan's Mansion for seven days.
Under the supervision of the little guy, Mu Heng remembered to apply ointment every day, three times a day.
He wears a mask all year round, and no one notices his changes except himself and Nuobao.
Seven days passed like this, when Mu Heng took off his mask again.
The hideous and ugly scars covering his face all faded.
If it weren't for the slight white mark left, no one would be able to tell that his face had been burned.
"This is..." Mu Heng couldn't hide his shock.
The scars on his face were now very faded, and it was completely impossible to tell that his face had been burned so badly before.
"Nuobao, where did you get this ointment?"
If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Mu Heng wouldn't have believed that the ointment the little guy brought had such miraculous effects.
Mu Heng naturally didn't believe Nuo Bao's words.
It is impossible for Taiyuan Hospital to develop such a magical Wanyan Cream.
If not, the scars on his face would have been removed over the years.
"Yes Yes……"
Nuobao had an idea and blurted out, "Dad gave it to me."
The little guy opened his big round eyes and looked at him innocently.
Mu Heng naturally didn't believe it.
If the imperial brother had something like Wanyan Cream in his hand, he should have given it to him long ago instead of giving it to Nuobao.
But since Nuobao didn't want to say anything, Mu Heng didn't continue to ask.
"Uncle Emperor, your face is healed and you don't need to wear a mask anymore."
Nuobao's face flushed with excitement and his eyes were bright.
He looked even more excited than Mu Heng.
"Yeah." Mu Heng couldn't help but smile on his brows.
"Yes, thank you Nuobao, it's all Nuobao's credit."
Hearing this, the little guy laughed sheepishly.
After the scars on Mu Heng's face were removed, his original appearance finally returned.
Nuobao couldn't help but stare at him for a long time, like a little nymphomaniac, he chuckled and said:
"Uncle Emperor, you are so good-looking, as good-looking as dad."
Although the War King and the Tyrant are brothers, they look nothing alike.
Mu Heng took after his mother. She was quite delicate, but not feminine at all.
Especially when he took off his armor, the chilling aura on his body disappeared, and he was dressed in white clothes, with his black hair disheveled, his eyes lowered and a smile on his face.
Just like a handsome young man with a clear breeze and bright moonlight, no one would have imagined that he is a famous war king.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty..."
Cen Feng happened to come to see him for something, and he was dumbfounded as soon as he walked in.
"You are..." His eyes widened, and he almost didn't recognize that the person in front of him was the War King.
"Your Majesty?"
Cen Feng was surprised and happy. He stared at Mu Heng's face for a long time and asked excitedly: "My lord, is your face healed?"
As Mu Heng's confidant and following him for many years, Cen Feng has naturally seen the face behind his mask.
Although they, old men, don't care about appearance as much as women.
But Mu Heng's burned face still looked a bit scary.
One side of the face is as handsome as a god, and the other side is as evil as a Shura, ferocious and terrifying.
Because of the ruined half of his face, Mu Heng had actually suffered a lot of cold looks and contempt over the years.
Although he didn't care about those words.
But Cen Feng was furious.
but……
"Good boy!" Cen Feng couldn't help but sigh, "If this subordinate is a woman, she will definitely fall in love with the prince.
"Well, what's the matter?" Mu Heng asked quietly.
Cen Feng finally came to his senses and remembered the purpose of his coming.
"By the way, Your Majesty, the Queen Mother has summoned you to the palace to attend some sort of flower viewing party."
Hearing this, Mu Heng pressed his brows with his long, jade-like fingertips, feeling quite a headache.
On the surface, it is said to be a flower-viewing party, but in fact, the drunkard's intention is not to drink.
It was just an excuse to enjoy the flowers and invite noble ladies from various families into the palace, intending to choose a princess for the war king.
The Queen Mother had mentioned this to him before, but Mu Heng declined.
Unexpectedly, the Queen Mother still did not give up.
It seems that there is no way to escape this time.
The "good manly" excuse was used last time.
The Queen Mother would definitely not believe it if she used it again.
When Mu Heng thought of this, he got a headache.
Nuobao, however, looked excited. He took Mu Heng's hand and said excitedly: "Uncle Emperor, let's go and take a look."
Of course Nuobao is not here to enjoy the flowers.
But the Nine Emperors Uncle finally recovered his true appearance, and she wanted to take the Nine Emperors Uncle out for others to see.
Nuobao heard what Cen Feng said.
Many people in the capital secretly called Uncle Nine Emperors ugly, saying that his true appearance under the mask was astonishingly ugly, like an evil Rakshasa.
As a result, many young ladies of the right age in the capital were unwilling to marry the Nine Emperors Uncle.
Everyone likes beautiful things.
Not only men like beautiful women, women also like handsome men.
Now that the opportunity is right in front of them, Nuo Bao will of course take Uncle Nine Emperors out to blind them.
Let’s see if these people dare to call Uncle Nine Emperors ugly behind his back.
"Uncle Nine Emperors, let's go quickly!" Nuobao's eyes were shining brightly as he kept urging.
The little guy seemed to have discussed it with the Queen Mother and was determined to pull him over.
Mu Heng really couldn't defeat her, and Qingjun's eyes were full of helplessness, so he had no choice but to follow Nuo Bao to the palace.
The flower viewing banquet was held in the imperial garden.
Almost all the ladies of the right age in the capital, except those who were unwell and unable to attend, were already present.
At a glance, one can see a group of warblers and swallows, which are more delicate than flowers and are dazzling to see.
The Queen Mother has not yet arrived, and a group of noble ladies are gathered together to discuss, their voices are delicate, soft and beautiful.
However, the words he said did not sound so nice.
"Have you heard that the Queen Mother summoned us to the palace today not to enjoy the flowers at all?" said a woman in a blue dress.
"What's that for?"
The other ladies looked at each other in confusion, but they already had suspicions in their minds.
"Could it be that you are choosing a concubine for the emperor?" said a noble girl.
"No, no, no." The woman in the blue dress shook her head.
"It's to choose a princess for His Royal Highness the War King."
"What?" Several ladies frowned slightly.
"You mean, His Highness the War King, who has an ugly face, like a Rakshasa?"
"It is said that His Royal Highness, the War King, wears a mask all year round to show off to others because he looks very ugly. If he looks at it too much, he will have nightmares at night..."
Upon hearing this, the faces of several noble ladies showed expressions of resistance.
Although the War King has a noble status and great military achievements, his ugly face makes them want to quit.
After all, no one wants their future husband to be ugly.
"How do you know that His Highness the War King is ugly? Have you seen it with your own eyes?" A noble girl couldn't help but ask.
The King of War has been stationed at the border all year round and only recently returned to Beijing.
There aren't many rumors about him in Beijing. They only know that the War King wears a mask all year round.
"You are stupid! If you are handsome, why do you wear a mask all day?"
"I met His Royal Highness the War King once when he was a child." The woman in the blue dress spoke again.
This time, all the noble ladies looked towards her, unable to hide their curiosity.
"Sister Qingling, can you see what His Highness the War King looks like?"
The lady in the blue skirt seemed to recall some terrible scene and couldn't help but shudder.
"Just like the rumors, his face was burned in a fire, and he was as hideous and terrifying as an evil spirit."
When she returned home, she had nightmares at night.
So it left a deep impression.
--not far away.
Mu Heng stood in the flowers holding Nuobao and heard their words clearly.
Their figures were obscured by the flowers, and the ladies did not notice his arrival.
But Nuobao saw them clearly.
Especially those noble ladies who said that the King of War was ugly.
The little guy was so angry that he silently wrote down their looks.
"Uncle Nine Emperors..." Nuobao raised his head, his crystal eyes full of concern.
She was worried that Uncle Nine Emperors would feel uncomfortable when he heard these words.
But Mu Heng always looked calm, as if the person those noble ladies were talking about was not him at all.
"I'm fine." Seeing the worry in the little guy's eyes, Mu Heng felt warm in his heart and raised his hand to touch her little head.
"do not mind."
He had heard this kind of remarks so many times since he was a child that it was not worth taking to heart.
