Pinch your waist: Your husband has a beauty mark

Years are like a shuttle.

In the blink of an eye, another five years have passed.

Today, good news came back from the front line. The army of Ming Sihai recaptured the last chaotic city in southern Xinjiang.

Today, although the entire southern Xinjiang cannot be said to be prosperous, it is at least peaceful.

"Our troops are still not strong enough. It's too early to say that there will be peace."

That day, Mu Qinian and Ming Sihai were discussing something in the backyard when Ming Ruonan came in from outside holding a booklet.

"Master Nian, Master Achu and Brother Yan are fighting. Master Achu, go and take a look. Brother Yan is about to be beaten to death."

Mu Qinian waved his hand and said, "No, your Master Achu just learned new moves from your Master Xuan and used Yan Bei to practice. At most, he would suffer a little, but he would not really beat him to death."

"But Brother Yan's screams sounded so miserable." Ming Ruonan is eight years old this year, and now speaks and behaves like a little adult.

"Master Nian, are you really not going to go and take a look? I suspect that after Master Achu beats Brother Yan, he will go and beat Yang Yi. Yang Yi will also scream later."

Mu Qinian rubbed his brows, somewhat helplessly: "Let them cry, they need to suffer a little in order to grow."

Ming Sihai, on the other hand, was particularly concerned about that person: "Ruonan, how is your Master Xuan today? Can you see that he is smiling?"

"He hasn't smiled today, but he seems to be in a good mood. He just asked me to come to him in an hour, and he wants to teach me martial arts."

"Got it. Go and get ready and report to your Master Xuan later. By the way, you have to work hard, okay? Your Master Xuan will be very strict when teaching, even if he doesn't say anything else." Ming Sihai reminded.

"Don't worry, Master Xuan won't scold me. He is only strict with other people, and he is very gentle to me and my aunt."

Everyone is afraid of Master Xuan, but Ming Ruonan is not afraid, just like her aunt.

After Ming Ruonan left, Ming Sihai looked at Mu Qinian, seeming to want to say something but stopping himself.

Mu Qinian smiled and said, "Don't worry, he just looks bad-tempered, but he is very patient with Ruonan and has a good temper."

"I'm worried about his face..."

Ming Sihai hesitated for a moment before saying, "Is there really no chance for his face to get better?"

A face that was once so beautiful has been ruined.

After so many years, there has been no improvement. Ming Sihai really can't understand why, with Gu Yunxi and Mu Qinian's medical skills, they are helpless against a scar?

Mu Qinian smiled and said, "He doesn't take the medicine I prescribed for him, and he doesn't eat the medicated food I told him to eat. It's a miracle if he can get better."

Ming Sihai looked surprised: "Why?"

It turns out there is a chance of recovery! But why don’t you cooperate with the treatment?

The face of King Xuan in the past was the white moonlight that many girls in the world dreamed of.

Wouldn’t it be wonderful if it could be cured?

"You don't have to worry about him. He thinks this is... well, very unique. He likes it very much."

"Personality?" Such a novel word was probably taught by Gu Yunxi.

But Ming Sihai still felt very sorry. After all, King Xuan's face was unparalleled in the world. It was such a pity that such a good face was ruined.

"Okay, the next step is to follow the policy we have formulated and make the people's lives better first. As for those places that are still in turmoil, we will slowly recover them. There is no need to rush."

"However, the remaining bandits in the southern border have been forced to the northern border. I don't know what the situation in the northern border is now?"