Imperial Commander: His Pretty Wife Is Spoiled Rotten

As soon as the Band-Aid was put on, Mu Feichi grabbed Yun Xi's chin and raised her hand to turn her over to face him.

Seeing that she hurt herself again, someone's face was really not very good-looking.

"Why didn't you hide when you smashed the plate? Did your brain run away from home?"

"A little injury is not in the way, and I also get it back! Compared with my injury, Han Qin's scald on his leg is more serious than mine, and it won't get better every ten days and a half month."

"You still have the heart to care about others at such a time?"

Mu Feichi let go with a sullen face, and patted her cheek helplessly: "In that case, if the impact force and angle of the shards splashed a few degrees, you don't want this face anymore. ?"

"..." The slightly cool fingertips landed on her cheek, Yun Xi suddenly remembered the face disfigured by Liang Xiuqin in the previous life, and her whole body shuddered.

With trembling hands, she touched her face that was intact as before, feeling extremely fortunate and fearful for the rest of her life.

yes! After reliving her life, her face is still good, and everything can be done all over again!

No matter what, she could no longer force herself into the desperate situation she had in her previous life.

The nightmare of the previous life can only end at the moment when she wakes up again!

"Is the young marshal also like them, judging people by their appearance?" She raised her head and asked for no reason.

Even if she knew what the answer would be, she still wanted to ask.

The moment Han Yaotian saw her disfigured face in his previous life, his fear and disgust were unabashedly written in his eyes.

It is human nature to love beauty. If this face is destroyed, there will be no future.

Mu Feichi gave her a deep look, snorted arrogantly, raised his hand and tapped her forehead.

"Before you ask me this question, you have to ask yourself. Your face is ruined, can you stand it yourself? If you can't stand it yourself, why bother others?"

"Oh, so, Young Master, you are also judging people by their appearance."

She didn't expect that he would kick the ball back and replace it with someone else, so I'm afraid that's not the answer.

Mu Feichi narrowed his eyes slightly, those dark eyes didn't waver at all, but they were so quiet that it made people feel a little dazed.

"If you want Lao Tzu to 'marry' someone based on your appearance, then you have to have good looks too, otherwise even if you become a young marshal, you will always feel inferior to that face in the future. Do you dare to face me with your face?"

"You don't choose what to eat... Young marshal, your taste is really heavy!"

"There's no way, who let Lao Tzu plant it in your hands! No matter how ugly you are, you can't choose!"

The things he recognizes, the people he recognizes, will never give up easily.

"..." Yun Xi was stunned for a while, this answer was too poisonous and too pitiful, she didn't dare to jump down, let alone answer.

On that day, even if he really doesn't despise her, she won't dare to face him.

He was right, no one doesn't love beauty, and disfigurement is equivalent to being cast into hell. Apart from low self-esteem and resentment, there is no sunshine in life.

She is still intact now and feels that she is not worthy of him, let alone disfigured.

In this life, this face, she must take good care of it!

Let those who once ruined her face have a taste of that despair!

"Let's go to the hospital later! I want to see the patient's condition again. The operation will be performed the day after tomorrow. I want to make sure that everything is safe."

Mu Feichi looked at her with complicated eyes, pursed her thin lips, and asked after a while, "Why do you have to have this operation? Actually, even if you can't, there are other doctors who can be assistants to Joseph. Identity, looking at the whole world, it is impossible to find a doctor who can do this operation, it is only a matter of time."

Yun Xi raised her eyebrows and glanced at him, her deep eyes as if they could penetrate her.

She didn't dodge him at first to explore, she laughed lightly, and made a random excuse: "Didn't you say it, I just want the president to owe me a favor!"

Mu Feichi sighed slightly, but he didn't say anything.

He raised his hand and rubbed her head, his eyes filled with unspeakable tenderness: "Just do your best, don't force yourself too hard."

Ah ah~~ Mu San-year-old confession is so domineering and mighty~ There will be more in the future~ Thank you for your reward~