The Cold-Faced God of War's Favored Concubine Is Not to Be Tried

When Xiao Hong heard that the scar on her face was to be treated, she hurriedly explained, "Miss, you may not know that the medicines in our Yaxian Pavilion are always prepared for auction and are not open to the public. But today happens to be our opening day, which can be regarded as a special case. Your arrival is really a coincidence, and it can be regarded as fate. As long as you are willing to try, our Pavilion Master is willing to select the most suitable magic medicine for you. Of course, this also requires your consent, and we will never make decisions on our own."

Feng Yanan listened to Xiaohong's explanation and couldn't help but feel a little confused. Before he could express his opinion, Xiaohong had already started to make decisions for him. He frowned slightly. What was wrong with Xiaohong today? She took the initiative to treat others. This was not in line with her usual style!

Forget it, I didn't say I wouldn't treat him anyway! Besides, I don't know if he's willing to try it!

The woman was indeed shaken by Xiao Hong's words. The so-called "magic medicine" was a huge temptation for her, but her inner entanglement and fear made her unable to make up her mind.

Seeing her young lady's hesitation, Yan'er became even more anxious. She didn't want her young lady to miss this opportunity, so she excitedly persuaded her, "Young lady, did you hear that? The Pavilion Master is willing to give you the most suitable magic medicine for you. This is such a rare opportunity! Don't hesitate any longer!"

Xiao Hong also echoed, "Our Pavilion Master is a very principled man. When he saves people, he never looks at their status or position, but only their character. I believe this young lady is a kind-hearted woman!"

Why is Xiaohong so abnormal today? She makes decisions for herself again and again! Feng Yanan looked at her and asked! Xiaohong just gave her a reassuring look! Forget it, I'll go back and ask her clearly!

After hearing what Xiao Hong said, the woman showed a helpless smile on her face. She seemed to have pondered for a long time before she slowly said, "The scar on my face is a little creepy, so why not not try it. What if I scare you..." There was a hint of hesitation and worry in her words, and it was obvious that she didn't have much hope for Feng Yanan's medicine.

Yan'er stood aside and listened to the young lady's words, feeling a little anxious. She knew that the young lady had always been very concerned about the scars on her face and had tried various methods to remove them, but none of them worked. Now she felt very sorry to see that the young lady refused to try new methods because of the scars.

Feng Yanan looked at the woman calmly. She understood her worries and concerns, but she also knew that only she could decide whether to try it. So she said calmly, "Your face is yours anyway, it's up to you to decide." Although her words were simple, they revealed a kind of respect and trust, which made the woman feel a little warm.

After hearing what Feng Yanan said, the woman was silent for a while, as if she was thinking about something. After a while, she raised her head, her eyes flashing with determination, and said: "Let's give it a try, maybe there will be unexpected results." Although her voice was a little trembling, it revealed a kind of courage and determination.

Xiaohong and Yan'er looked at each other and saw the relief and expectation in each other's eyes.

Even so, the woman was still hesitant. She gently stroked her cheek through the veil, and her fingertips seemed to feel the unevenness of the scar, and a faint sadness surged in her heart. Feng Yanan did not urge her, because she knew that for a woman, it really took great courage to reveal her so-called "ugly" side.

Time passed slowly as the woman hesitated, and she seemed to be experiencing an inner struggle. Finally, after a long silence, the woman took a deep breath and slowly took off her veil with determination. At the moment the veil fell, she closed her eyes tightly and clenched her hands into fists, as if she was waiting for something.

When Feng Yanan saw the scar on Feng Yanan's face, an indescribable discomfort suddenly surged in her heart.

The scars were like a winding vine, deeply imprinted on the woman's cheeks. They were crisscrossed, sometimes as wide as ravines, sometimes as thin as gossamer, as if telling of the pain and struggle she had experienced. The scars were of different shades, some were close to the skin color, while others were still bright red, like fresh wounds that had just healed.

The edges of the scar are irregular, some are raised, some are sunken, and feel rough and hard.

Looking at those deep and shallow marks, it was as if I saw the nights of pain and struggle, which were ruthlessly engraved on the woman's cheeks.

She couldn't imagine how heavy a burden such scars were for a woman. They not only destroyed her beautiful face, but also brought her endless inferiority and pain. It was hard to imagine how painful it was for her to face the mirror and see her face like this for the first time.

How did she get through those long and difficult days? With what courage and strength did she face the scars on her face again and again and not bow to fate? And how did she continue to move forward despite the strange looks and whispers from people around her?

The woman thought she would hear a scream of fear.

However, to her surprise, she did not hear any sound. She slowly opened her eyes. Feng Yanan was just sitting there quietly, looking at her with a calm and warm gaze. Even Xiaohong was looking at her with concern, without showing any surprise or disgust.

The woman asked in a trembling voice, "Sir, aren't you afraid?" Her eyes were full of anxiety and expectation. She seemed afraid to hear an answer that would break her heart, yet longed for a little understanding and comfort.

Feng Yanan looked at her deeply and said in a gentle but firm voice: "Your scar, it would be a lie to say I'm not afraid. Anyone who sees it for the first time would be a little surprised and uncomfortable. However, I admire you more. How did you get through these years, the hardships and pain, only you know. You must have experienced many unknown difficult moments, but you still stand here firmly, which requires great courage and perseverance."

When the woman heard these words, her eyes instantly turned red. In the past five years, she had suffered so much ridicule and cold stares. Those harsh words and cold stares pierced her heart like needles. Even her father was often ridiculed by others in the court, which made her feel helpless and lonely. But now, for the first time, someone sympathized with her and understood her so much, and she was deeply moved.

She gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes and looked at Feng Yanan with eyes full of gratitude and respect.