Gu Nanzhao also saw it and his face changed.

The sound of the flute came to an abrupt end.

Chu Qianchen seemed to have no idea, and he flew to stab the sword out.

"Sister Chen!" Gu Nanzhao exclaimed and strode forward, but he was at least two feet away from Chu Qianchen, so it was too late.

The long sword in the air was getting closer and closer to Chu Qianchen...

Chu Qianchen curled his lips, a sharp light flashed through his eyes, and his body turned half a circle, and the sword was swung out.

Unlike before, this time, the sword she swung was no longer soft and powerless. This sword was as fast as lightning, and its momentum was like a rainbow...

"Dong!"

The sword in Chu Qianchen's hand accurately hit the sword in the air, sparking sparks between the blade and the blade.

The sword flew in another direction and just rubbed against Chu Qianling's cheek. The cold sword blade cut through the girl's delicate silk skin, and then fell on the ground a few steps away.

After a "bang", the surroundings became quiet.

Chu Qianling stood still, her whole body stiff as if it was frozen.

A one-and-a-half-inch scar on her left cheek, and bright red blood overflowed from the wound, which was shockingly red on her snow-white skin.

On the side, Chu Qianling's close maid looked at her girl's face in horror and shouted sharply: "Miss Three, your face..."

Chu Qianling could clearly feel a stinging pain coming from her face.

She intuitively raised her right hand and touched her left face. The tentacles felt wet and sticky.

Chu Qianling lowered her right hand a little, looked at the bright red blood on her fingertips, her pupils shrank violently, and her pretty face was pale.

"Ah! My face..."

Chu Qianling was almost scared, her face pale and she screamed hysterically.

Everything happened so quickly that Gu Nanzhao was also shocked and stared at the scars on Chu Qianling's face, but he didn't react for a moment.

Chu Qianling wanted to question Chu Qianchen, but when her eyes met Gu Nanzhao's shocked eyes, she felt panicked.

Her face was injured, and she couldn't let the second prince see her like this...

Chu Qianling was panicked and afraid, and covered her injured left face again, and took a step back without hesitation.

Her body trembled like a flower in the wind and rain, and her mind was so confused that it could not think.

In a panic, she covered her face and turned around and ran away.

"Girl! Girl!" Chu Qianling's close maid hurriedly chased after her skirt.

One master and one servant ran away soon.

Chu Qianchen looked quietly at Chu Qianling's back as he left, with a calm expression.

She has confirmed that her disfigurement in her previous life was not an accident.

Chu Qianling deliberately threw the sword into her face. She just smiled, the moment she threw the sword out.

Chu Qianchen's eyes became even deeper and deeper, and he inserted the long sword in his hand back into the sheath.

"Girl..." Liuli was also scared, her face was still in shock, and she said tremblingly, "I have watched the third girl go west. She must have gone to complain to the grandma!"

Obviously, Chu Qianling must have gone to complain to the wife of the Tai.

"Sister Chen." Gu Nanzhao walked closer to Chu Qianchen.

Chu Qianchen turned his head to look at him, silent.

The sunlight casts mottled light and shadow on Chu Qianchen's face through the gaps between the branches and leaves.

Her beautiful phoenix eyes were as dark as a deep pool, shining with a faint light, as beautiful as an exquisite jade statue, fragile and strong.

Gu Nanzhao thought she was frightened and couldn't bear it. He advised softly: "Sister Chen, don't be afraid, this is an accident. I will tell my grandmother."

Gu Nanzhao really felt that this was just an accident. If Chu Qianling hadn't accidentally escaped from his sword, Chu Qianchen would not have subconsciously swung his sword to block it, let alone hurt Chu Qianling's face.

"Really?" Chu Qianchen smiled, with an extremely bright light shining in his eyes.

Her eyes were neither relieved nor happy, but more like a feeling that was indeed so.

Everything is no different from the previous life.

In his previous life, Chu Qianling "accidentally" hurt her face and looked panicked.

The beauty shed tears, pitiful.

At that time, Gu Nanzhao was so considerate and gentle, and begged for Chu Qianling in front of the Grandma.

Gu Nanzhao felt that Chu Qianchen's eyes were different from usual, and he thought she was scared, and his heart was soft: it was said that "the daughter of Luoyang cherishes color." According to him, the girls in the capital were not inferior, especially his sister Chen, who looked so good even when she was frightened.

Gu Nanzhao said softly again: "Sister Chen, don't worry. I will accompany you to Rongfu Hall to meet my grandmother."

Chu Qianchen nodded and said "Yes".

She knew very well that even if she didn't go, she wouldn't be afraid.

Chu Qianchen and Gu Nanzhao chased Chu Qianling's departure and headed westward, and the two of them were speechless all the way.

Gu Nanzhao thought Chu Qianchen was anxious and looked at her with heartache. He was about to comfort her again when he saw an old lady with gray hair and a green nanny walking towards her from the veranda ahead.

"Your Highness, the Second Prince." The old lady blessed her to the two, and then said to Chu Qianchen, "The Grandma asked the Second Girl to go to Rongfu Hall."

This old lady is the Deli nanny in front of the grandmother Jiang.

Gu Nanzhao smiled and asked Madam Wang to lead the way.

Facing the second prince, Madam Wang was naturally respectful and polite.

She led them to continue westward and crossed a bluestone brick corridor, where the Grandma lived appeared in front of Rongfu Hall.

Rongfu Hall is the residence of ancestors of Yongding Hou Mansion. It is located in the northwest of the Hou Mansion. It is solemn and quiet, with extraordinary temperament.

In the middle of the main hall, there is a green-ground plaque with the three big words "Rongfu Hall" written on it. Under the plaque is a statue of Guanyin Bodhisattva Shuiyue. On the incense table below is a white porcelain Qilin three-legged incense burner, and a faint smell of sandalwood rose.

Madam Wang led the two into the room on the left and walked around a Duobao Pavilion. She saw an old woman in her fifties sitting on the bed of the Arhat who was leaning against the north, wearing a silk wool with purple crane patterns, describing her noble and graceful lips. At this moment, her lips were slightly pursed.

On the chair at the lower head was a beautiful woman in her blue clothes in her thirties, who was the second wife of the Hou Mansion, Liu.

There was Chu Qianling next to Liu. She covered her injured left face with a handkerchief, with a pale face.

Liu stared at Chu Qianchen with a resentful expression, as if his eyes were about to glar.

The lady's face was not very good either, and she directly scolded Chu Qianchen: "Sister Chen, kneel down!"

The five words are neither light nor heavy, but they are filled with a sense of intimidation of self-righteousness.

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