Quick Wear: Beautiful, Strong, Miserable, Whitening Guide

The teacup splashed, and the boiling hot tea mixed with tea leaves splashed all over Chu Ziyu's body.

The most important thing was that the tea splashed accurately on his left forearm, which he subconsciously raised to block. In an instant, the moon-white brocade material was soaked and stuck to his skin, and the burning pain suddenly exploded!

"what!"

Concubine Liu was also startled and cried out in surprise.

Chu Ziyu groaned, his face turned pale instantly, and fine beads of cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

He gritted his teeth and swallowed back his cry of pain.

6872 screamed in his head: "Burns! Second degree burn warning! Boss, your hand!"

"It's okay, I'm just acting. Otherwise, why would she let me go?"

Chu Ziyu said this lightly in his mind, but his eyes adjusted instantly, with a hint of incredible hurt and grievance of suppressed pain, looking at Concubine Liu: "Mother...you..."

Concubine Liu was also panicked for a moment. Although she wanted to control her son, she didn't want to hurt him on the spot. If this got out...

She hurried forward, but instead of checking the injury, she lowered her voice anxiously: "Quick, cover it up! Don't make a sound! It's just an accident..."

Chu Ziyu lowered his eyes and looked at his arm which was rapidly becoming red and swollen. There was a coldness in his eyes, but he followed his instructions and used his wide sleeves to cover it slightly.

His voice was low and trembling: "Your son... understands. I dare not make mother worry. But the palace banquet is about to begin..."

His submissive and silent manner made Concubine Liu feel even more guilty and irritated. She waved her hand and said, "In that case, you should just go back and don't let anyone see any clues. What I just said..."

"Don't worry, mother. I will do my best."

Chu Ziyu responded in a low voice, bowed, and turned to leave. The moment he turned around, all his fragility and grievances disappeared, leaving only indifference.

"Boss, why don't you..."

"A cruel trick, understand?"

Chu Ziyu curled his lips silently, "Besides, this injury came at the perfect time."

Lin Ci'an lowered his eyes and looked at the wine in front of him.

"I was able to turn this crisis into safety this time, all thanks to your amazing healing skills and your painstaking efforts. This cup is in your honor."

His tone was sincere and his attitude was extremely humble.

The familiar voice awakened Lin Ci'an's numb emotions.

In an instant, Lin Ci'an felt the excruciating pain of his shattered internal organs, the blood foam surging in his throat, the warmth gushing from his neck, and the bone-chilling words, "Gu masters and their ilk are sinister and filthy. Keeping you here will only bring disaster upon us."

All the pain and despair he had experienced in the previous moment, like a red-hot iron, burned fiercely on his soul!

The hatred was so overwhelming that it almost broke down the dam of reason.

When he came to his senses, he found that he had already tightly grasped the other person's left arm holding the wine.

Where it touched, it was not the smooth and cool feeling of the prince's gorgeous brocade clothes as expected, but instead, an unusually hot heat could be clearly felt through the layer of clothing.

I could even feel the swelling underneath and... an extremely subtle, yet completely uncontrollable tremor.

Chu Ziyu seemed to be caught off guard, and his whole body froze due to his sudden and offensive grip.

A very light and suppressed gasp escaped from between his teeth, and his face, which was already pale from "recovering from a serious illness", instantly lost all the blood color, and even his lips turned slightly white.

His right hand holding the golden cup even shook, and a few drops of wine splashed out and landed on the table.

(Chu Ziyu, do you feel pain too? Do you also show such a vulnerable expression?)

A twisted and fiery pleasure suddenly surged up in Lin Ci'an's heart, like a poisonous ivy growing wildly, instantly wrapping around his heart that was almost torn apart by hatred.