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Xuan Mo stood up and said, "I have finished my work. Someone will come to take the witness away later. I will take my leave now."

Watching the white figure leave, Lan Ning pretended to be slow to react. She gently tugged at Xuan Heng's sleeve and asked, "Does he look down on me?"

Although Xuan Heng is a busy man, he cares about Lan Ning's injuries and occasionally comes to Narcissus Pavilion to sit for a while when he returns home. Naturally, he also shares a lot of things with Lan Ning, such as the supportive attitude of court officials and the punishment of Furou by the empress, repeatedly tempting Lan Ning to take the initiative to fight.

He told Lan Ning that only by becoming an empress could she truly avenge her dead brothers and sisters.

But Lan Ning was seriously injured and illiterate, so no matter how big the plan was, we had to wait until she grew up.

Since it was related to the mission, she originally wanted to find an opportunity to hint to Xuan Heng, but she didn't expect Xuan Mo to come to her house. The two thoughtful people explained everything in just a few words, giving her a fair chance.

Xuan Heng rubbed the cat ears that felt so good to his hands. He was not surprised by Xuan Mo's choice. He smiled and said, "So what are you going to do?"

Lan Ning angrily picked up the purple-hair brush on the table and asked the teacher for a blank piece of paper again. He wrote as he said, "Furou said I couldn't survive, but I survived. He said I couldn't meet his expectations, but I want to fight for my reputation and stand out!"

It's good to have ambition and confidence.

Xuan Heng admired Lan Ning's vitality, just like when they first met, he still had the will to live even when he was dying, which always reminded him of his younger self, but his eyes fell on those ugly words, and a rare helplessness appeared on Leng Jun's handsome face.

He stood up and stood behind Lan Ning. He gently covered the scarred little hand with his big hand and guided her to write the first legible word stroke by stroke. His voice was also unusually gentle, "It should be written stroke by stroke like this. Don't rush."

[Xuan Heng's favorability +5, total favorability: 35. ]

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From that day on, Lanning began to divide his day into appropriate sections.

He gets up in the morning and follows the etiquette master. At noon he goes to the study to study with the teaching master. In the afternoon he reviews his lessons and practices calligraphy. In the evening he learns how to read accounts and manage affairs from the steward of the Regent's Palace. When night falls and Xuan Heng returns home, he has to rush to improve his favorability.

Her diligence makes even the perfect Xiaoliu feel ashamed.

In the early morning, after washing up, Lan Ning sat in front of her new dressing mirror, quietly waiting for the puppet maid to apply medicine on her face.

This dressing mirror was sent from the palace. It clearly reflected the hideous scars on her face. Lan Ning knew whose idea it was, but she didn't find it horrible, because she found that this face was somewhat similar to her own in that world.

Lanning often looks in the mirror in the modern world, always asking himself why he is alive.

She had been following her mother's strong requests ever since she could remember. She had been obedient and studying for more than 20 years. Until the moment before she died in a car accident, she was still arguing with her mother. Her mother destroyed her dream for the sake of so-called decency.

These days, Lan Ning would dream about her life as a puppet at midnight. Only when she looked in the mirror and saw the scars did she suddenly realize that she was free.

They all thought that these ugly scars would make Lan Ning feel inferior, but only Lan Ning regarded them as a rebirth.

Seeing her staring at the mirror in a daze, Wanmei Xiaoliu boldly guessed that it was because of those scars. After all, she was a girl, so how could she not care about her appearance?

Perfect Xiaoliu felt that it was time for his intelligent system to come on stage. "Master, the points mall has been upgraded and expanded. There is a medicine powder called Peach Blossom Face. Although it is only 10 grams, it can be dissolved in water for a medicinal bath. It can eliminate the scars on your body and make your skin smooth in one go. It only costs 8000 points."

The electronic sound brought Lan Ning back to her senses. Hearing the unreasonable price, she smiled and said, "8000 points for 10 grams of powder. I worked so hard to complete the task and only earned 5000 points. Do you think this is a reasonable ratio?"

If Perfect Xiaoliu had a physical body, he would probably have a conflicted and ashamed expression at this moment. He was too embarrassed to say that it was because his level was low and the main system did not give him a discount. He just silently gave the medicine pop-up window to Lan Ning, and then retreated to his own little corner to reflect and think of a solution.

Lanning closed the pop-up window and looked at the mirror for a moment.

Everything used in the Regent's Palace is of the best quality, and Xuan Heng has also found many great doctors to prescribe medicine for her. After so many days of care, the scars on this body have faded a little, but because the wounds are too deep and have been repeatedly superimposed, they appear to have not changed.

If I think about it carefully, the Empress and Fu Rou whom I met that day both had outstanding appearances, and this face should be no less beautiful than theirs after it is restored to its original state.

Thinking of this, Lan Ning felt a little itchy. She opened the mall and searched for it, "Let's change a bottle." At worst, she could just let Perfect Little Six slow down his recovery speed.

Lan Ning used it while taking a medicinal bath that night.

【Good things come in pairs: Peach Blossom Beauty effect x2. 】

As night fell, Xuan Heng returned to the mansion and went to Narcissus Pavilion. He stood in front of Lan Ning's door for a while, wondering if the person inside had rested. Just as he was about to turn around and leave, the door in front of him slowly opened, and a pair of white cat ears poked out.

Lan Ning opened the door and looked at Xuan Heng with her beautiful jewel eyes. Seeing that the man looked tired, she asked worriedly, "You came back a little late today. Have you eaten yet?"

Xuan Heng looked into those clear cat eyes, his expression softened, and he shook his head, "No."

Lan Ning pulled Xuan Heng into the room, poured him a cup of tea, and then told the puppet maids beside the bed to prepare food. She had long regarded Narcissus Pavilion as her own territory, and was not shy about ordering those puppet maids around, acting more like the master than Xuan Heng.

"The Empress' order has come down." After Lan Ning had made all the arrangements, Xuan Heng, who had just finished a cup of tea, told Lan Ning what had happened in the court today.

The servant they captured confessed not long after he fell into Xuan Mo's hands. It was said that Xuan Mo wrote ten pages of confession and handed it to the empress overnight. However, Fu Rou did not receive any punishment but was only confined to Furong Palace.

Lan Ning was not surprised. She just smiled and said, "You are really biased."

Xuan Heng frowned at such emotionless words. He rubbed Lan Ning's cat ears as if to comfort him. Lan Ning was not wrong in this matter, and neither were those royal heirs who died in vain. The only one who was wrong was protected.

"There are many unfair things in the world, so we must fight for them. You must come with me to the palace tomorrow. The empress wants to see you." Xuan Heng stared at Lan Ning's face. He miraculously found that the scars that had not made any progress had faded a little, and the new inflamed wounds had begun to heal, but they were still uneven, which was a little scary to look at.

"See me?" Lan Ning tilted her head and thought. Nothing good would happen if the empress saw her at this time. According to the plot, she would most likely persuade her to put down her butcher knife, become a Buddha, cherish the people around her and live a good life.

Xuan Heng thought she was afraid of the palace. After all, that was where she had desperately escaped from. "Don't be afraid. I'll go with you."

Lan Ning blinked her eyes. She grasped Xuan Heng's sleeve, looking very dependent on him. "Okay."