Lord, your mask fell off

Chapter 171 The ulterior motive of the beauty snake

It's not that she hasn't wondered what the masked face looks like.

She subconsciously felt that the face of the big ice cube should not have been disfigured. She also read a few time-travel novels in her spare time in college. Maybe it is the same.

She used to grind big ice cubes before and asked him to take off the mask to show her, but every time he either ignored her or walked away alone, which made her dare not speak again.

Now that his hands are drunk and weak, if she took the opportunity to take off his mask, and then return to the original position without anyone noticing, wouldn't it be just right to solve her doubts these days?
She licked the corner of her mouth, slowly stretched out her hand, her heart was pounding, she felt as if she was unveiling the coming-of-age gift her parents gave her back then, curious, anticipating, and apprehensive.

When her hand was about to cover the mask, the thick and curled long eyelashes moved slightly. She thought he was about to wake up, so she quickly withdrew her hand in shock.

But it turned out that he was still in a deep sleep.

It turned out to be a false alarm, Chu Qingyan let out a sigh of relief, why did she feel a little guilty!
After a while, she stretched out her hand again, and this time it went smoothly. When her fingers touched the cold mask, the big ice cube did not respond. She smiled slyly, and with a light force of her fingers, she was about to pick up the mask .

But when the mask slowly separated from the big ice cube's face, her heart suddenly became confused.

So what if you know or don't know the true face of the big ice cube?

What should she do if his face is intact and undamaged?

If his appearance is ruined beyond recognition, what should she do?

Is authenticity really that important?

If the face is intact, there must be a reason why the big ice cube has never left the mask for ten years. Why did she break this balance for her own selfishness?

If her face has been ruined, then what right does she have to pick apart his scars, isn't she just adding salt to his wounds?

Chu Qingyan, oh Chu Qingyan, making friends with others has nothing to do with appearance, status, or wealth.

Don't you despise the kind of people who spy on people's privacy?
Why do you want to be someone you used to hate?

She slowly withdrew her hand, her eyes suddenly brightened, and the mist no longer appeared.

She must respect the big ice cube, unless he is conscious and willing to let her know, otherwise she will never do this secretly when he is unconscious!
When she made this decision in her heart, she felt refreshed all over!
There was a sound of footsteps, and Xining had already returned.

"Master, are you going to rest? You will leave Beijing tomorrow. I am worried that you will lose energy tomorrow." Xining asked with concern, widening his almond eyes.

Chu Qingyan smiled when she heard the words, "I'll sit for a while, the strength of the alcohol will surge up, sometimes it will be very uncomfortable, after that time, I will go back to the room."

Xining nodded, "Master is right." Seeing his master staring at the prince intently, he felt a little funny, "Master, do you know that this is the first time this servant has seen the prince drunk in so many years. "

This topic aroused her interest, "Could it be that the prince seldom drank alcohol before?"

"It's not that I drink very little. It should be said that I hardly drink alcohol on weekdays. The servants in the mansion have never seen the prince drunk. Occasionally, although he smells of alcohol when he comes back from a palace banquet, it's nothing at all."

Since her master has gradually gained a firm foothold in the palace, Xining feels that as the number one confidant around the master, it is very necessary to grasp all kinds of information in the mansion, and it is mainly about things around the prince, so that when the time comes The master can come in handy when needed, no, now I can chat about the prince's affairs, and accompany the master to relieve boredom.

Chu Qingyan nodded, and turned her eyes to look at the person lying peacefully beside her, with pity in her eyes, why did the person who rarely touches alcohol get so drunk today?

Is it because you are about to leave Beijing, and you feel sad?

Or did it explode because of emotions that had been pent up for a long time?

Big Ice Cube is a person who is extremely demanding on himself and quite self-disciplined. It can make him break down emotionally. How much pain did he have to endure before he broke out?

She can't imagine.

In fact, it only takes a straw to break the camel's back.

This trip to the Fuli Mountains seems to be more than just mining for Big Ice Cube, but she knows limited things and can't analyze why, so she has no clue at the moment.

Perhaps, she could ask Huo Ling and the others.

It was late at night, and she couldn't bear it any longer. Seeing that the big ice cube was sleeping soundly, she felt relieved, and took Xining back to her room.

When the door is closed, one master and one servant leave.

The person who was hiding in the corner came out slowly, with a flash of pride in his eyes, and finally waited until Chu Qingyan left.

After looking around, the orange skirt slid across the wall and approached Xiao Xu's room step by step without making a sound.

Cong Yu rested her finger on the door, gently pushed it open, opened a gap that a person could pass through, got in immediately, and then quickly closed the door.

Because Chu Qingyan blew out the candles on the table before leaving, the room was quite dark at this moment.

But the bright moonlight was projected on the ground through the window screen, reflecting the faint light.

When that person got used to the light and darkness, this little light was enough for everything in the room.

She held her breath, and felt that the people in the room were breathing steadily, and they were already sound asleep. She was overjoyed, and walked slowly towards the bed lightly.

She would come to this room several times a day, and she knew all the layout by heart, so she came to Xiao Xu's bed with ease.

The clear twilight covered the person on the couch with a sacred and inviolable holiness.

The fine long hair was spread on the couch, in stark contrast with his smooth skin, as if carrying an aura of restraint, and the tightly closed eyes had thick and curly long hair that made women envious and jealous. eyelash.

Before seeing his face, he was already overwhelmed by his elegance.

The people in front of the bed were already bewildered.

In normal times, it would be impossible for her to look at her master with such bold eyes.

Because that is the following offense.

But now, no one knows, and the prince has already fallen asleep, and no one will disturb him.

She suddenly gave a low and gloomy smile. Tonight, she must turn herself into the prince's person. Otherwise, I don't know when the prince will come back. Also just an abandoned child.

Originally, she had no hope, but the prince was drunk tonight, which gave her a glimmer of hope.

In order to survive, for the sake of glory and wealth, she can only resort to dangerous tactics.

And the person on the bed was the prince she had admired for a long time, and her desire to take it for herself was as crazy as grass.

So, impatiently, she stretched out her hand towards Xiao Xu's belt.

The moonlight was cold, but it illuminated her greedy eyes.

She is Chengyi.

Believe in Cheng Yi, who is seeking wealth and insurance.

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(End of this chapter)