Pinch your waist: Your husband has a beauty mark

The truth is that the real Jun Chuli is still in Prince Xuan's mansion at this time.

It's in Yunli Pavilion.

It was a quiet and quiet courtyard, Yun Xi and Chu Li.

The master of the yard must love that girl named Yun Xi very much.

But when Gu Yunxi walked in, her heart became desolate inexplicably.

She saw the man in white.

The first time I saw him, the word "quiet" immediately popped into my mind.

He is playing the piano.

White clothes, long hair, a gentle and jade-like silhouette, an elegant and refined picture.

Beautiful, as beautiful as poetry and picturesqueness.

It's so beautiful that it doesn't seem like reality from the human world, but more like an illusion from heaven.

Gu Yunxi stood on the corridor, looking at the figure in the courtyard not far away, feeling cold all over.

Behind her, what was colder than her were Jun Yexuan's words:

"You have such a perfect husband, but you are still thinking about other men?"

"Gu Yunxi, if you want to be my king's woman, how do you get the qualifications?"

The words were like knives, stabbing into her heart one after another.

Gu Yunxi held onto the railing, her fingertips tense and her heart still trembling.

Probably hearing the noise, the man in white in the courtyard turned around.

The first time he saw the figure in the corridor, his calm eyes were immediately filled with a deep feeling of doting.

I thought about it, but seemed to be hesitating.

Finally, he let go of the strings and walked toward them.

"Brother Four Emperors, Xi'er."

Gu Yunxi looked up at him.

A handsome and flawless face, exquisite and perfect facial features, and eyes filled with pity and love.

And, in the corner of the eye, that beauty mark is getting clearer and clearer!

"Chu Li..."

Gu Yunxi's thin lips were trembling.

Suddenly, a fishy-sweet breath came to my heart.

She covered her chest, endured it, and endured it again.

Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore and spit out a mouthful of blood.

She couldn't remember what happened after that.

It was just hazy, as if someone had picked her up.

The man in white clothes in front of him, with distress and anxiety in his eyes, kept calling her name: "Xi'er..."

She fainted.

...Gu Yunxi's illness lasted three days and three nights.

After being in a coma for three days, Youyou woke up.

When I woke up, I saw a man in white sitting beside the bed.

Just like a year ago, after she was rescued and woke up in the military camp, the first thing she saw was this person, this look, this anxious face with joy.

"You finally woke up." Jun Chuli still had a hot towel in his hand and was carefully wiping the sweat from her forehead.

Exactly the same as a year ago.

Gu Yunxi opened her mouth and wanted to speak.

Jun Chuli smiled calmly at her. That smile was more beautiful than the flowers in spring:

"We'll talk about everything after you get better."

So gentle, so doting, so compassionate.

But she still raised her hand, stubbornly grabbed the hem of his clothes, and pulled gently.

"What do you want to see?" Jun Chuli seemed to understand what she meant.

Gu Yunxi had been in a coma for three days, and now she only had the strength of her fingers to stubbornly hold on to his clothes.

Jun Chuli waved his hand.

The maid in the room immediately left.

Jun Chuli was a little helpless, holding her hand and putting it down carefully.

After that, he opened the skirt of his clothes and pulled them down.

Although there are scars on his chest, they are much fewer than Jun Yexuan's.

Thinking about it, Jun Yexuan is the God of War of Nanling Kingdom, and Jun Chuli only occasionally follows the Four Emperors to the battlefield, but does not live on the battlefield all the time.

There weren't many scars, nor were they deep. There was only one wound that could have killed him.

It was a stab wound and the scar was clearly visible!

Gu Yunxi's fingertips landed on the scar on his chest and stroked it gently.

After she had seen enough, Jun Chuli pulled up his clothes.

The eyes that looked at her were always as gentle as water: "Are you... in love with the Fourth Emperor?"