Qing Ning paused briefly again.

"I can't even say I hate you."

Maybe Gong Qianmu hates her, but she is not Gong Qianmu, so it is difficult to empathize and hate her without personal pain.

She just doesn't like him as a person.

I don't like his character, his personality, his style of doing things, and his lack of moral integrity.

This is a question of whether the three views are consistent and has nothing to do with hatred.

She doesn't have any deep grudge against him, so why should she hate him?

It was human instinct to save him last night.

I saved him today because they already have a shared destiny.

"Don't hate?" Someone spoke again, pulling her thoughts back.

"Why do you have so many questions, Your Majesty? Can you wait until I finish it before asking? If you don't pay attention, all your efforts will be wasted."

Bu Fengli then remained silent.

I don't know how long it took before Qing Ning straightened up her sore waist with difficulty: "Okay, my lord, take a look, can you see it?"

Step by step Fengli lowered his eyes.

Although he was mentally prepared and knew that it would be very realistic, the moment he saw his chest, Bu Fengli was still shocked.

I was even more shocked than when I saw the bloody wound she drew on her leg last night.

This disguise technique is absolutely amazing.

The key point is that all the disguise techniques he has seen are fake injuries on good skin and good flesh. This is the first time he has seen such serious injuries disappear.

"I can't tell at all." He said sincerely.

"That's good."

Qing Ning breathed a sigh of relief and smiled.

Probably because it is a career she loves, and she is very happy when she hears praise from others.

Bu Fengli's heart moved slightly when he saw her crooked eyebrows, smiling happily and contentedly, her eyes shining, reflecting the light on the bedside, as if she had fallen into a star. It was a look he had never seen before.

"I didn't expect you to have such a unique skill. Couldn't you also make a human skin mask?"

The smile on Qing Ning's lips froze, then quickly returned to normal: "I haven't done it before, but in principle it should be possible. After all, it's pretty much the same."

"By the way, the biggest problem with this is that it's not breathable, and it will cover the wound and suffocate it, so you can't stick it on for too long. After a while, it will be removed quickly."

Bu Fengli looked at her: "Yeah."

"Then let's pack up and leave quickly. I don't know what time it is now. Isn't it already noon?"

Qing Ning came to the table and quickly put the specialized materials and tools into his sleeve pocket.

In this compartment, Bu Fengli also got out of bed and put on his robe.

After extinguishing the oil lamp, the two of them walked out together. As before, the road was difficult to walk and for fear of her falling, Bu Fengli held her hand again.

Naturally.

Nor did she think of anything.

After exiting the cave, Qing Ning took her hand out of the man's palm, covered her forehead, and looked at the gathering place in the distance.

"The Emperor doesn't seem to be here yet, which means it's not yet noon. It's okay, it's okay."

The two of them headed to the meeting place together.

...

In this room, Ji Wanqing stood there with her head raised, kicking a pebble with her toes, looking lonely.

Bu Sachen came over: "Huh? Miss Ji, why are you the only one? Where are the fourth brother and the fourth sister-in-law?"

Ji Wanqing raised her head.

"They said something happened."

"What's the matter?"

Ji Wanqing shook her head: "I don't know, they didn't say."

"Oh," Bu Sachen nodded and didn't ask any more questions. He looked at Ji Wanqing with a deep look and said, "The second girl looks bad. Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

"No," Ji Wanqing smiled coquettishly, "Maybe it's because my body has just recovered and it's a bit overwhelming."

"No wonder, I was planning to say, we haven't seen you for a while, why is the second girl thinner than Huang Hua, but it turns out that she is sick."
Chapter completed!