The sick and charming male god of fast transmigration wants to hug

In the evening, the palace sent someone to send an invitation card, Bai Lin read it over and over again, the time and place were briefly written on it.

"It's really strange. The people around the emperor clearly came here before, saying that they want us to wait at home early tomorrow morning, and there will be people from the palace to pick them up. Why are they sending invitations over now?" Zhu Zhi said while talking. Put a cloak on Bai Lin, "Master, it's cold now, let's add a coat to keep out the wind."

Bai Lin said: "Maybe it's because the queen doesn't know the emperor's plan."

"Young master, just ignore her. I can tell that she doesn't like you. Fortunately, the emperor doesn't like her now. Otherwise, if you blow the pillow, you may not know how to deal with our Baifu."

Although Zhuzhi has been with Bai Lin for a long time, she still doesn't know about some things, and now she only thinks that the prime minister's mansion behind the empress doesn't like the Bai mansion, that's why she turned her nose up at Bai Lin.

"Just talk about these things in your own territory, don't talk nonsense outside." Bai Lin gave her a false look, Zhu Zhi immediately giggled, and then bowed: "What the young master said is of course a servant." clear."

He was born as a military general in the White House, and he doesn't pay attention to etiquette like the literati. The maids are naturally a little more casual, but Bai Lin is not very worried. Since the White House was reshuffled, all those who are willing to stay are those who are grateful to the White House , taking extra care of the face of the White House on the outside.

The two were talking, Zhu Ning came over, holding a basket in her hand, covered with cloth.

"Master." She was still cowardly and submissive, but since Bai Lin found a doctor for her to treat her wounds, she no longer feared him as before, "My servant brought your medicine."

"Give it to me, I'll deal with it later before going to bed."

"Yes."

Zhu Zhi glanced at her young master's side face distressedly, he had the handsomeness that a young man should have, but there was a scar on his left cheek, which ruined more than half of that beauty.

The young master has always used a mask to show others when he is outside, and he is willing to take off the mask only when he is at home. They are servants who look at the young master and feel sorry for the young master. Bai Lin does it by herself.

"I'll go back to the house first, so you don't have to call me for dinner. I don't have much appetite today."

"Yes, the servants are waiting outside, and the young master can call us anytime if there is anything to do."

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Back in the house, Bai Lin heaved a sigh of relief. Although Bai Lin was the only master left in the White Mansion, he was still terrified in the face of so many servants, especially when everyone looked at you longingly. It was weird and uncomfortable.

There is a brass mirror on the table, and in the mirror is a handsome young man with red lips and white teeth, a pair of clear and clean almond eyes, like the warm sun that falls into the house in winter, but when he smiles, the sky is full of stars. in its eyes.

There is no sense of disobedience in the combination of softness and toughness, but when the eyes move to the left cheek, the glaring scar reminds everyone of the tragic experience that happened to the boy.

Bai Lin didn't like that scar, it was dazzling, he thought for a while and said: "Can you help me remove this scar?"

[Twenty points are required to remove the scar. 】

"Anything you want." He traveled through so many lives, and the points he accumulated almost buried people, and he hadn't played a few times.

A white light surrounded the cheeks, as if a bottle of makeup remover was splashed on the face, and the scars were wiped away and faded bit by bit until they were completely invisible.