After rebirth, I kidnapped the sickly Dugong

Wen Baizhi didn't recognize the voice when she first heard it.

She instinctively turned to look at the source of the sound.

I saw a tall but weathered man wearing simple, rough clothes.

She looked up at his face with wide eyes.

Three years have passed, and Shen Junce's face seems to be a little sharper than before.

She couldn't help but take a few steps closer to him.

But when he was about to approach him, Shen Junce stopped him.

"I asked you who you are? Why are you here? Why did you get close to the horse just now? Did you hurt it?"

Wen Baizhi didn't hear what he said.

Because she saw Shen Junce's entire face at this moment.

The man whom she always called a pretty boy in the past, Shen Junce, was a pretty boy who never got tanned no matter how much sun or wind he was exposed to.

How come he has become so haggard and dark now?

Not only that, a scar suddenly appeared on his face, running from the top of his right eyebrow down to the right corner of his mouth.

The scar ran almost across his entire right face and was almost enough to damage his eye.

Wen Baizhi has never had the chance to look for these old friends from three years ago.

First, she didn't have a good understanding of the situation in the court before, and she didn't trust Si Jiu that much.

The second reason was that she was homesick. She was no longer Wen Bai, and no one would recognize her if they met again, which would only add to her troubles.

But at this moment, Shen Junce appeared before her in an image that completely subverted her memory.

She suddenly wanted to tell him.

"You ask me who I am?" She stood where Shen Junce asked her to stop. "You may not remember me, but I know who you are. You are a gigolo."

Shen Junce had been looking at her impatiently, but when he heard her say "pretty boy", his expression suddenly changed.

He took two or three steps forward and held her shoulders tightly: "What did you say? Tell me again who I am?"

"Little White Face, thank you for taking such good care of Zhuifeng. I just checked the wound he got in the last battle with me three years ago. The wound on his left front hoof has healed well and will not affect his galloping. Thank you."

Wen Baizhi spoke sincerely. Although it hurt a lot when he pinched her, she still insisted on looking into his eyes.

Shen Junce's cold disguise was slightly broken: "I ask you again, who are you? Who are you?"

Along with his roar, two tears suddenly fell.

"When your butt was bruised, you didn't shed a single tear even though it hurt so much," Wen Baizhi joked. "How come, after three years, you've become so delicate?"

Shen Junce's eyes turned red, but he didn't dare to blink for even a moment.

"I know you have guessed who I am. There are only a few people in this world who can be so close to Zhuifeng, and there are even fewer people who know his scars and your scars. If you combine these few people, you can identify this person."

"But you don't dare to believe it, right? After all, resurrection from the dead is just a beautiful imagination of mankind."

"I'm not forcing you to believe me, but could you please let go of my shoulders first? It really hurts!"

Upon hearing this, Shen Junce suddenly pulled his hand back as if his hand had been scalded.

"I, I really, really can't believe it."

He spoke intermittently.

Wen Baizhi came to him for something important, so he had to believe it whether he wanted to or not.

"Then you can torture me at will and see if I can answer it."

At this point, Shen Junce was already 90% convinced.

No one knows Zhuifeng's character better than him.

Except Wen Bai, no one can get close to Zhuifeng, and even receive such gentle and intimate treatment from it.

Even if someone could find out his past, Zhuifeng could not be controlled.

Even the look she had just given him.

It's a familiar feeling that I haven't had in three years.

"Wen, you are----"

Wen Baizhi immediately made a gesture to silence her: "Stop talking."

There are so many people here and there are many eyes, so it's inevitable that there are ears.

It would be bad if someone with ulterior motives heard it and caused trouble.

Shen Junce understood her concerns immediately: "I, I won't say anything."

Wen Baizhi couldn't help but frowned: "When did you become a stutterer?"

Shen Junce tried to prove himself: "I, I didn't become mute, I was just, just, too excited."

Wen Baizhi raised her eyebrows: "It doesn't matter. Not many people like to listen to what you say anyway."

As sharp-tongued as Wen Bai.

Shen Junce became more and more convinced that she was Wen Bai.

No matter how unbelievable it was, she was Wen Bai, he believed it so firmly.

But he suddenly realized that he was different from before.

The most striking thing is the scar on the face.

He tried to cover the scar in a panic, but he had nothing to cover it with.

He had to use his hands to shield his face from his eyes.

Wen Baizhi was a little puzzled: "What are you doing again?"

Shen Junce said simply: "Ugly."

Wen Baizhi: "Where is it ugly?"

Shen Junce: "The scar is ugly."

Wen Baizhi said word by word: "Do you think I am ugly now?"

Shen Junce shook his head instinctively.

Wen Baizhi then said, "But I am nothing like before. I am the same as you, but you just have an extra scar. As for me, my whole person and face are different. If I feel like you that I am different now, I am ugly. If I cover my face and body like you, then I will not be able to go out and meet people. I will definitely not appear here."

Shen Junce was a tall and strong man, and at the moment he was scolded by Wen Baizhi, he dared not move at all.

Wen Baizhi was not in a hurry. She had always been the most patient person.

She knew that Shen Junce would understand.

Sure enough, he did not disappoint her.

Shen Junce slowly put down his hands, revealing his complete face.

"I'm not ugly, and you're even less ugly."

Seeing how obedient he was, Wen Baizhi also smiled with satisfaction: "Being alive is the most important thing. This scar runs across half of your face. It's so dangerous. Just by looking at it now, I can imagine what kind of desperate situation you went through and how hard you worked to survive. So, this scar is your amulet, your medal, and it will never represent your ugliness, understand?"

Shen Junce kept nodding.

The same is true for Wen Bai.

When they first started fighting, they missed many opportunities because of their aggressiveness in fighting.

They always thought that Wen Bai would be furious, and even attack them with all kinds of vicious words as he did in the past.

But what they waited anxiously for was just Wen Bai's words: "Thank you for your hard work, take a good rest, and the most important thing is to stay alive."

There is no general who always wins on the battlefield. Only the one who fights hard and survives to the end is the winner.

Seeing that he was as quick to understand as before, Wen Baizhi was just about to find an opportunity to ask him who took Wen Bai's body away.

Then I saw Cuizhi running in hurriedly.

"Miss, please go back quickly."

Seeing her so anxious, Wen Baizhi also became anxious: "What happened?"

Cuizhi panted and said, "Ping'an came to report that the emperor is hosting a banquet tonight and invites you to attend."

Wen Baizhi couldn't help but roll her eyes: "Didn't Si Jiu just use the excuse that I was sick to refuse the reward? Why do you want to eat again?"

Cuizhi was confused: "I don't know about this. Ping'an told me this, so I came to find you immediately."

Wen Baizhi said that she understood and said goodbye to Shen Junce: "You heard it too, ha, I have some urgent matters to deal with here, I will come to you soon after I am done."

Before Shen Junce could say anything, he saw her trotting away with Cuizhi.

Peace, Sijiu.

Is it Sijiu again?

Three years ago, he took over Wen Bai's body and, claiming to be Wen Bai's fiancé, insisted on marrying her in the afterlife despite opposition from others and even the emperor.

In the end, he ended up with no descendants.

Now, he is with her again.

Shen Junce actually felt a little envious of Si Jiu.