The young Emperor looked at Xiaosuisui's lively eyes and opened his mouth to ask something else. However, he saw the little girl push aside her loose hair, revealing a large knife scar on her left cheek.
The young Emperor's face froze instantly.
No wonder the little girl was wearing a veil yesterday. It turned out there was such a terrifying scar on her face!
Seeing this scar, the young Emperor felt an inexplicable heartache. What was intended to be a question about Ji Youyuan's medicine turned into, "Does it hurt?"
Xiaosuisui blinked. "At first, it felt a bit strange, but later, I didn't feel it anymore."
Xiaosuisui had no idea that the conversation between her and the young Emperor was completely out of sync: one was discussing pleasant weather while the other was discussing a storm!
"Who gave you this scar..."
"Dog Emperor, your life is mine!"
Before the young Emperor could finish his question, a gust of wind suddenly blew towards the Imperial Carriage.
