Chapter 21: Soiling Your Hands

  The king moved his lips, and since there was no proper queen in the mansion, the one with the highest status would be Consort Ding. For such a grand banquet, it couldn't be that some concubine who can't even show her face would be called to entertain, or else people would laugh at them.

  He didn't say anything else and coldly glanced at Consort Ding, "Haven't you gone to change your clothes yet? Hurry up and go to the front hall to greet the guests!"

  There was no warmth in King Ming's words, and he was obviously furious.

  Ding Ce Fei could no longer bear it, so she got up, touching her swollen face, and after bowing to Rong Yi and Nalan Jun, she walked towards the courtyard.

  Yuanyu gazed at this scene, coldly laughing in her heart, but felt a bit uncomfortable on her forehead, so she rolled up her sleeves and wiped it away.

  Halfway through, she was pulled back by a slender hand as white as jade. Turning her head, she saw the face of Rong Yu, the son of the Marquis of Yunsheng, who was as handsome as a living flower.

  "Don't wipe it with your sleeve, the wound will get infected and leave a scar." Yan Yi's thin lips emitted a pleasant sound as she slowly placed a snow-white silk handkerchief on her forehead.

  The action is gentle, with a breath of fresh air like a clear ice spring.

  A warm breeze blew in, and Yoon Yi's wide sleeves mixed with the natural scent of the outdoors patted against her face, soft as a cloud.

  The stunningly handsome man beside her had a face that could launch a thousand ships, and even Yuanyuan felt that in such an atmosphere, she too would be completely enchanted.

  If after crossing over, the scene opens with a handsome guy wiping her face, her mind will definitely feel much more at ease.

  Yuanyuan glanced at her dirty sleeves and didn't dodge Rongyi's handkerchief.

  Although I don't know what this face looks like, after all, the person using this face now is myself. If it gets infected with dirty things and leaves scars, it's not worth it.

  Looking at the bandage on someone's face, it looks clean and safe. Without hesitation, "Hey, be gentle, don't use too much force, if the scab falls off, it may cause bleeding and leave a scar..."

  Rong Yi looked at Yuan Yue closing her eyes, not resisting his actions of wiping her face at all, and still murmuring instructions to him.

  His eyes sparkled with a brighter light, and the smile at the corner of his mouth became more elegant, shrouded in a misty haze, making it impossible to discern his thoughts.

  "It's enough for me to help you wipe it clean, why so much disdain? My handkerchief is cleaner than some people's sleeves."

  To be honest, Rong Yi's movements were very gentle, and the fabric of the silk handkerchief was also very comfortable. Occasionally, the fingertips that slid over his forehead brought a slight coolness, which further soothed the faint pain on his forehead.

  She raised her head to look, and saw that the hand holding the silk handkerchief had its sleeve slightly slipping down, revealing a wrist that was proportionate and not weak, with fingers extending out like a piece of white jade, blending with the smooth and delicate silk handkerchief, almost becoming one, like a fine work of art.

  She couldn't help but lower her head to take a look at her small hands, which were stained with mud and had slightly darkened skin, thin like a small white bamboo shoot. She couldn't help but feel a bit resentful, so she raised her hand and wiped it on Rong Yu's pale jade-like hand twice.

  Her hands are even more beautiful than his, a big man, how can this be?

  What's even more hateful is that the skin feels so smooth to the touch, like the best silk. No way, gotta make it a bit dirtier.

  The back of his hand was stained with dirt, and after wiping it several times, it was still stained with mud. Rong Yi was taken aback for a moment, then looked at the few small dog-like black marks, and frowned slightly with his slender eyebrows.

  Looking at the girl in front of her with an unjust expression, her small face frowned slightly, her little nose tip curled up, with a hint of inexplicable foolishness, and suddenly smiled lightly, her voice was pleasant like heavenly music.

  "You're really childish, kiddo."

  When he smiled, his phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and his eyebrows drooped. The snow-like moon on his forehead supported his long hair like silk, resembling a fleeting, flickering flame.

  Even after seeing countless modern beauties, Yuan Yue still couldn't take her eyes off him, and sighed in her heart, a man born so handsome can be called a country-destroying demon!

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