Chapter 89 Healing the Piano Sound

"Let me treat the piano sound." I said word by word.

As soon as I said this, the whole room was quiet. All three looked at me suspiciously. I guess they must be thinking: Does this guy want to take the opportunity to kill Princess Qinyin?

"Don't worry, I'm not that vicious. I want to kill her. None of you can stop her." I looked at Luo Hua and said, "I really want to cure her. I've been disfigured for so long, and the punishment is enough. But please tell her for me that if you dare to kill another animal, I will make her more painful than disfigured.

I held the kitten, lowered my head and didn't look at anyone, pretending to tidy up the kitten's hair at will: "The most important thing is that I can't let Shangguan Yiran marry an ugly woman as his wife and let him be laughed at. I am the one who destroys the piano's appearance. My own fault doesn't need to be borne by others."

Luo Hua looked at me and suddenly said with a smile, "It's more because you like Shangguan Yiran, right? I remember that you seem to be a couple with him, right?

Shit, this guy really knows a lot. Can he die without revealing my scars? I despised the prince in my heart, thinking about whether to break his identity, so that he would not be so arrogant with me again. So what? Who is not allowed to have a little emotional history?" I stared at Luo Hua angrily and thought to myself: If he talked nonsense, I would be rude to him.

"It's okay, just ask. So when are you going to treat my royal sister? Luohua is a person who is very good at mastering people's mentality. When he saw me on the verge of an outbreak, he decisively changed the topic and gave me a feeling of punching cotton - so weak!

"Anytime, but don't let her know that I did it, otherwise she will fight against her face and kill me." I stuck out my tongue. It seemed that it was really a little heavy for me to destroy her face, but if she had been marrying Shangguan Yiran with that ugly face, Shangguan Yiran would be more painful, right?

Thinking of this, I still smiled bitterly. I was still too cowardly. If I could be cruel, I might really ignore all this and curse the two of them to grow old together. Although Shangguan Yiran chased and killed me regardless of his kindness, I still couldn't let go, really couldn't let go.

"Well, Miss Moer will take a two-day break first. In three days, I will send someone to pick you up on time." Luo Hua had a surprised expression on her face, but she was still calm: "If Miss Moer can really cure the imperial sister, it will be a big deal for Luoguo. I'm going back to get ready. Say goodbye!"

After saying that, the three people left in a hurry, leaving only me and the kitten in this empty room. Kitten, I'm doing this, right? With that, my tears flowed down.

After all, I still didn't put it down.

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Three days later, I arrived at the palace under the arrangement of Luohua and saw the sound of the piano lying quietly in **. Even in her sleep, she kept frowning, showing a ferocious appearance, and her mouth kept moving, as if she was saying something. I lay on her mouth and listened carefully for a while, and a cold sweat immediately appeared on my forehead. This piano sound completely hates me to death. My dreams are all curses that I don't want to die...

But when I looked at her face carefully, I suddenly sympathized with her. Although the knife I cut on her face was healed, the scar remained. What does a centipede look like on the white and delicate skin? Qinyin's current appearance is more than enough. The scars are ferociously inlaid on her face, and the surroundings are slightly red, which looks strange and disgusting.

I sighed and said silently in my heart: Qinyin, now I will restore your appearance. I hope you won't do evil in the future! Then, he took out the knife and the ointment that he had prepared for a long time from the medicine box on the table. Open an operation, apply medicine, and bandage.

During the whole process, my heart was as calm as water, without a trace of resentment. After that, I was thinking about it myself. What if I deliberately made Qin Yin's face more scary in revenge on Shangguan Yi? I thought about it carefully. It seems that I can achieve the selflessness mentioned by the old man before. There are only doctors and patients in my eyes, and there are no other emotions at all.

"It's done." I held the medicine box and said to Luo Hua, who was guarding the door, "Don't tell her that I cured her. Let's talk about a master who travels all over the world."

"You are really good at eleving yourself." It's done, and Luo Hua is also interested in joking with me.

"Cut..." I curled my lips and looked up and down as if I pretended to be profound: "You'd better worry about yourself. Your feelings are very tortuous."

"Do you still look at the face?"

"No!"

"Then why do you say that?"

"I can see people!"

Larly: "..."

Looking at his aggrieved face, I couldn't bear to continue to tease him. After all, there are many people and miscellaneous eyes. In case something is heard by someone, it's not good, so I took out a paper from my sleeve that has been prepared for a long time: "This is a poem for you. I guess you will like it. Don't worry, it's not a love letter." Looking at the nervous appearance of the surnamed Ling beside Luo Hua, I couldn't help laughing, and then turned around and left.

"Oh, by the way, I have received your invitation. I will be the pianist at the wedding of Shangguan Yiran and Qinyin." I suddenly turned around and said to Luo Hua before I was out of their sight. Then she turned around and left with a calm look, but my heart was already happy. I don't know if she would cry with joy after reading the Mulan poem I wrote for her?

However, my Ann's birthday was also completely broken. Since the announcement of my decision to retire that night, I have been unable to live in peace again, because Sun Erniang, who worked hard for Qian Meige, was very dissatisfied with recommending Yuyan without her consent, and came to knock on my door every morning. Should I say that she is dedicated or her second menopause? This is a problem!

"Tell me about you. I suddenly pushed the rain smoke out like this. I didn't even have any preparation. What should I do?" When it was Yuyan's turn to perform on the morning, Sun Erniang sat by my bed again nagging similar words, which made me want to kick her out, but for the sake of still eating her, I put up with it.

"Er Niang, your words are serious. I have confidence in Yuyan. I haven't been idle for more than a month. Yuyan is definitely worthy of my evaluation last night. If you don't believe it, just watch it." I pretended to be mysterious and smiled at Sun Er Niang and reached out to see the guests off (in fact, I couldn't stand her nagging).

But after her tossing around, I couldn't sleep, so I simply got up and went to Yuyan's room. How's it going? Are you ready?" I went straight into the house without knocking on the door. For more than a month, I have turned her room as familiar as my own room, and my relationship with Yuyan is also very familiar. Those red tape have also been saved with Yuyan's consent.

"It's almost done, but can I really do it?" Yuyan looked a little nervous, and the original weak appearance made her feel particularly pitiful.

"Don't worry, I'm in trouble." I did the last rehearsal with Yuyan, and then waited for the night with Yuyan nervousness and expectation...