The Queen's Rebirth: Your Highness, please bow your head

"Is it you?" His voice was like a spring breeze, with a hint of uncertainty, like feathers falling on the lake, causing ripples in Mu Yuluo's heart.

She buried her head even lower, wishing she could go straight to the ground.

He tried desperately to hide, but was pushed in front of him.

Her life is really different.

She felt him squatting down, gently stroked the long hair on the side of her face with his hand that was born to play the piano, and said softly, "Raise your head."

Such a close distance was never imagined in her previous life. His music accompanied her through those difficult days. Now, the most sacred person in her heart is in front of him.

You can't face him with your own ugly face.

But the other party did it again.

From the corner of her eye, she judged that there was no one behind him, and the hand on the face was slightly bent, and the fake scar was quietly removed by herself in a moment, and she held it in the palm of her hand.

She never thought that one day her real appearance would be made public, but today, she took off his scars just because he was An Junxi.

"Look up..." he begged, waiting expectantly for her to look up.

After she removed the scar, the left side of her face adjusted to the temperature of the air, and the feeling that there was nothing covering her face made her feel very relaxed.

She nervously raised her head slowly, straightened up and met his eyes, his face was very close to hers, so close that they could almost touch each other's noses.

His breathing flowed evenly in her ears, and her world was silent, as if only he was facing her, so close, he was within reach, and he was no longer a high-ranking musician on the stage.

Even at such a short distance, his handsomeness has no effect at all. Compared with seven years later, he is a little less mature, but a little more rebellious.

This year, he was in full bloom.

The moment she saw her face, she clearly saw the surprise and disbelief in his eyes.

Mu Yuluo's heart was beating almost to the point of her throat, and her voice trembled, "An Junxi, I am..."

"You're not her..." His eyes dimmed, and he powerlessly interrupted her.

Like a bolt from the blue, Mu Yuluo's expression froze, and he looked at him puzzled, but his eyes were filled with disappointment.

She repeated again unwillingly, "I really am..."

When she saw his bewildered eyes, she still stopped talking, fell back in a daze, and then stood up without saying a word.

Since he couldn't recognize him even standing in front of him, she felt depressed, but she still felt a lot more relaxed. It seemed that they were destined to have no place to meet, so why not pay attention to him silently forever, just like they used to do. . .

The moment she got up, she faced him with a cold back, and the fake scar tightly clenched in her hand was stuck back on her face. All the emotions in her eyes were instantly hidden by the coldness, and her eyes were full of confidence. Sticking to the scar, he left under everyone's amazed eyes.

An Junxi never cared about the girl just now. In fact, the moment she raised her head, her beauty stunned him. That kind of beauty is indescribable. He has seen countless beauties, but it is true that she is so refined and moving. first contact.

Yes, she has an unearthly beauty.

but. . .She wasn't the one she was looking for. . .

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Mu Yuluo took off the scar for the first time, but An Junxi couldn't recognize it, so I regret it~~