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Ling Yan raised her hand to wipe away the non-existent tears on her face, and her beautiful eyes carefully looked at Lan Ning's expression, "I shouldn't have ignored your health and dragged you into the water..."

Lan Ning had a blank expression on his face, waiting for Ling Yan to continue admitting his mistake.

"I shouldn't force you to eat pearls..."

There was a crack in Lan Ning's expression. She glanced at Xuan Mo who was standing behind her in panic, but Ling Yan lowered his head and continued speaking.

"I shouldn't plant pearls in your body..."

A hint of sudden realization flashed across Xuan Mo's face, and he said something was different. So those were pearls?

No wonder she cried so pitifully last night.

Lan Ning quickly stepped forward and covered Ling Yan's mouth. The latter blinked her eyes and looked innocent, and she even kissed her palm deliberately.

"Ningning." Xuan Mo thought it was funny that the little cat was blushing to cover herself. He stepped forward and hugged Lan Ning from behind, "Let go of Lingyan first."

Lan Ning glared at Ling Yan, then let go of her hand, only to see the young man in front of her kneeling in front of her with tears in his eyes, hugging her waist, and rubbing his handsome face against her belly.

"The pearls are all my tears, a kind of condensed power of mine. They won't hurt you. I just want to make you happy." Ling Yan sniffed, "But the pearls that came later were fished out of the pond by the Regent. I said not to use too many..."

Lan Ning was thin-skinned. She held Ling Yan's head to stop him from continuing. She could feel the overly hot body temperature of the man behind her.

She took a deep breath and then asked him, "Can I take it out?"

Ling Yan greedily inhaled the unique floral scent on Lan Ning's body, "No, the Regent said that if I take it out, he will kill me."

Lan Ning: “…”

Do it on purpose!

That dog man definitely is!

"Xiao Liu, do you have any idea?" Lan Ning felt that it would be better to rely on himself.

Perfect Xiaoliu: "My dear, I am still a child..."

A system that has been around for hundreds of years, or is it still a child?

Lan Ning really wanted to scold him, but before she could question Wanmei Xiaoliu, Xuan Mo behind her reached out and pulled up Ling Yan who was holding her.

"Okay, let's all go into the hall and practice calligraphy." Xuan Mo took one person in each hand and went in to arrange their afternoon tasks.

[Lingyan Favorability +5, Total Favorability: 80. ]

It was already a common thing for them to practice calligraphy and read books together in Tinglan Palace, but today, Xuan Mo didn't want her to write with Ling Yan.

After settling Lingyan down at the desk, Xuan Mo held Lan Ning and applied medicine on the scar on her neck. This was a new drug developed in their tribe and it was said to be very effective in removing scars.

All the other scars on Lan Ning's body healed quickly, except for the one on his neck, which remained unchanged. No matter how precious the medicine he used, there was no improvement at all.

Sometimes Xuan Mo would rub it with his fingers to feel the pulse beating beneath the skin.

Every time, he would feel fortunate.

Lan Ning was completely unaware. She took a mirror and looked at the layer of white ointment covering the scar. She looked up at Xuan Mo and asked him softly, "Will it be ugly?"

Xuan Mo kissed the corner of her eyes tenderly and rubbed her hair intimately, "No, you are very beautiful."

She was the most beautiful wife he had ever seen, and she had the best personality.

Lan Ning curled her lips. She watched Xuan Mo rub the ointment into his skin. She felt that the hideous scars were ugly. It was these men who saw beauty in everything.

She put down the mirror and stopped looking at the brown scar. The loss on her face made Xuan Mo feel heartbroken.

How can a girl not care about her appearance?

Such a conspicuous scar, if you were in a dimly lit place, at first glance you would think that it was the body and the head sewn together.

Although most people don't dare to say anything now, Lan Ning must be very uncomfortable.

He lowered his eyes and thought, then carried Lan Ning to the desk. He rubbed Lan Ning's cat ears and said, "Wait for me."

Xuan Mo said this and went to the cupboard to rummage around, then found some bottles and jars.

He bought all of these after he moved in. He had originally planned to use them to teach Lan Ning how to paint in his free time, but today he was going to use them to cheer Lan Ning up.

Lan Ning looked at the bottles and jars in front of her that she didn't know what they were. She tilted her head and looked at the man who was busy looking for something.

"What are you going to do?" Lan Ning reached out and opened the small cans, and found that they were paints of various colors.

Xuan Mo found a brand new paintbrush and squatted in front of Lan Ning.

His fingertips gently stroked the scar, and the tip of the pen lightly swept across the brown skin. The man's gentle and elegant face looked a little distressed, as if he was thinking about what to draw.

Ling Yan, who was standing by, was intrigued by the commotion here.

Ling Yan found the scar on Lan Ning's neck very annoying. Whenever they were intimate, he would always leave his mark on it. He wanted to help Lan Ning forget it, but he couldn't.

The mermaid does not have the ability to heal people's wounds, so he cannot help Lan Ning remove the scar.

Watching Xuan Mo take out paints and brushes of various colors, he seemed to guess Xuan Mo's intention. Was he planning to paint something on the scar to help cover it up?

Lingyan watched for a while and found that the man's pen was very steady. Soon he had drawn a blooming orchid on the scar.

Xuan Mo handed Lan Ning a mirror and watched the pretty little cat admire the little flower on its neck. Its sparkling gem eyes looked at him, "It looks good!"

They had moved to Tinglan Palace for some time. Lan Ning had seen some of the calligraphy and paintings brought by Xuan Mo, which were very beautiful. Lan Ning even asked him to teach her.

Xuan Mo smiled and said, "As long as you like it."

Lan Ning pursed her lips. She thought she could take advantage of this opportunity to improve Xuan Mo's favorability. She put down the mirror and pulled Xuan Mo's sleeve. "You said you would teach me last time."

Yes I did.

Xuan Mo put down his brush, picked up Lan Ning again and placed her on his lap. He held Lan Ning's hand, looked in the mirror, and painted a blooming orchid on her scar stroke by stroke.

Ling Yan's eyes were burning. He also wanted to hug Lan Ning and be close to her.

But Lan Ning was still angry when he thought about what he had done. He lowered his head and stared at the table full of calligraphy.

For a long while, Lan Ning looked in the mirror and admired the orchid around her neck.

"Will it fall off?" After admiring them, Lan Ning felt it was a pity because these things didn't seem to be waterproof.

Xuan Mo tapped her nose lightly and said, "I'll draw for you every day."

[Xuan Mo's favorability +4, total favorability: 100. ]

You're done!

Lan Ning leaned in his arms with a smile on her face, not noticing at all that there was someone next to her who was about to cry out of jealousy.

Ling Yan stared at the blue on Lan Ning's fingertips. When Lan Ning forgave him, he would definitely let Lan Ning paint on his body to piss off these stupid men who came up with such bad ideas.

After staring at the gentle couple for a long time, Lingyan began to practice calligraphy angrily. He stared at the paper on the table, quickly finished a page, then stood up and disturbed them rudely.

"I've finished writing." Ling Yan stood in front of the two people with a stern face, "Check it."