As soon as Ji Yunyao finished speaking, there was a strange silence in the flower hall.
Immediately afterwards, there was an incredible sound of gasping, and everyone seemed to be stunned by Ji Wanrong's face.
Ji Yunyao felt the reaction of everyone, feeling a little curious and a little proud.
Ji Wanrong is so ugly?
Is it so ugly that everyone is speechless?
A successful smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, she lowered her head arrogantly and looked at Ji Wanrong's face with pity.
Ji Yunyao saw a stunning face.
Her facial features are deep and three-dimensional, her nose is as sharp as jade, her slightly raised eyes seem to be able to draw away people's souls, and more importantly, her skin is so fair that it seems that it can be broken by a blow.
The bright and open face is as beautiful as a banshee, but the eyes are closed tightly, and she is as holy as a goddess.
Ji Yunyao saw her face clearly, her whole body stiffened for a moment, her face turned pale, and even her breathing stopped.
impossible! Shouldn't Ji Wanrong's face be corroded by the venom, making his ugly features blurred, as if he had been fried in a frying pan?
Why is it so beautiful!
Everyone was stunned by the beauty in front of them.
Even Mo Jiecheng stared at Ji Wanrong's face in disbelief. His gaze did not shift for a long time, as if he was trying to test the authenticity of the person in front of him.
"She...is she really Ji Wanrong? Why did she suddenly become so beautiful?"
"Why do I feel she's prettier than Yun Yao..." a weak voice said.
It wasn't until one after another voices came from the crowd that Ji Yunyao slowly regained her senses. She trembled all over, as if she was frightened, and threw Ji Wanrong out of her arms.
Mo Jiecheng stood next to Ji Yunyao, and with a quick step, before Ji Wanrong landed on the ground, he steadily took over her unconscious body.
His movements affected the wound on his back, and he took a deep breath in pain, but still hugged Ji Wanrong horizontally.
"Come here, what happened to her suddenly? Call Dr. Sun to come and take a look!"
Mo Jiecheng looked at Ji Wanrong's silent face with his eyes closed, and suddenly felt some unreasonable emotions in his heart.
He was about to take Ji Wanrong back to his bed when someone suddenly grabbed him by the hem of his clothes.
Mo Jiecheng turned around and saw Ji Yunyao's frightened face. She seemed worried because of Ji Wanrong's sudden fainting.
"It's okay, Yunyao. Don't worry, Doctor Sun is in my house. Your sister is fine."
Ji Yunyao felt a little uneasy when she saw Mo Jiecheng taking Ji Wanrong without hesitation. When she heard this, she was stunned and her heart became cold.
Although she didn't know why Ji Wanrong fainted suddenly, it must have something to do with the poison.
If she held Mo Jiecheng back from going to the doctor, then even if Ji Wanrong's appearance was stunning, he would still have to go see the King of Hell.
As she lowered her eyes, her tears rolled down like broken beads: "I'm scared because I came to visit you in the house today and made my sister unhappy. Brother Jiecheng... I've caused you trouble. I'm really sad..."
Mo Jiecheng sighed and could only stand where he was and comfort her with a low voice: "She is so vicious and stingy. It has nothing to do with you. You were the one who helped her in time and saved her life just now."
After he said this, he was about to leave, but heard Ji Yunyao speak again.
"I saved my sister's life, but I didn't save you. You were affected by my sister's disaster star and you were assassinated. I was said to be a lucky star by everyone, but even in my mind... I couldn't save you."
Mo Jiecheng suppressed the irritation in his heart. When Ji Yunyao said this, he was about to interrupt her and turned around to leave.
But suddenly his arms relaxed, and he saw a figure suddenly flash behind him, and with astonishing force, he snatched the person in his arms away.
What he saw when he turned around was the red eyes of the little maid waiting beside Ji Wanrong.
Jian Qing, who originally ran in front of Mo Jiecheng to call someone, had already run far away in a panic, only to find that Mo Jiecheng's figure had not followed him at all.
She hurriedly ran back to the flower hall, panting and her heart almost stopped beating, but she saw Mo Jiecheng hugging her master and reminiscing with her old lover.
Seeing Qing, her heart went cold for a moment. She pursed her lips and felt a sour feeling in her heart.
This is a matter of life and death!
Even if the prince doesn't like her master, it was her master who worked tirelessly to save this heartless man last night!
Seeing Qing Zheng thinking about it, she rushed forward and desperately took her master back from the prince's arms, but she saw a thin figure next to her rushed forward and took her master back!
It was the skinny little maid who originally chose to stay in Chuyun Garden, Siqin!
Although Siqin was thin and small, she was very strong. She put Ji Wanrong on her shoulders and ran out.
"Jian Qing, go back to Chuyun Garden!" Siqin let out a low roar as he passed by Jian Qing.
Jian Qing closed her eyes, wiped away the moisture from her eyes, and ran in front of Siqin to clear the way for her.
The prince doesn't like the master, no one likes the master, it doesn't matter!
The master has them.
When Siqin carried Ji Wanrong back to Chuyun Garden, Jian Qing desperately ran to the courtyard of Mojiecheng to call two imperial doctors.
Both of them were shaking and sweating profusely.
But Mo Jiecheng still endured the severe pain in his body and stayed in the flower hall.
He always wanted to leave, but Ji Yunyao suddenly lifted up the sleeve of his left hand.
Looks incredibly fragile.
Mo Jiecheng was slightly startled. He saw that underneath the wide sleeves, there was glistening white skin, and what was incompatible with the glistening white skin was a ferocious scar on his arm.
"Brother Jiecheng, you just said you were ugly, like a devil. Are you dissing the scars on my hands?" Ji Yunyao said, her hands trembling slightly, tears rolling down from her eyes, and her voice was choked.
Mo Jiecheng's eyes narrowed suddenly: "Of course not."
"I know you are impatient and value your sister more. Now that you are married, I should be happy. I will listen to my sister and never see you again."
Mo Jiecheng took a sharp breath, "She told you never to see me? Why did you listen to her!"
He finally understood why Yao'er was holding on to the hem of his clothes and didn't want him to leave!
Because Yao'er planned to listen to Ji Wanrong and never see him again. This was the last time she would see him, so she couldn't bear it!
He originally felt pity for Ji Wanrong because of her fainting, but he never thought that this was actually her plan!
"The scar on your hand was left when you saved my life in the past! I will never forget your life-saving grace. Without you, I would have been a skeleton."
Mo Jiecheng narrowed his eyes and felt depressed.
He never dared to forget the life-saving grace.
"Brother Jie Cheng... do you still remember? But Yao'er doesn't dare to remember anymore..."
Ji Yunyao buried her face in her hands and sobbed.
