Shen Ming stood there for a long time, the light in his eyes extinguished bit by bit until there was dead silence and no color left.

He came to the bronze mirror and looked at the right half of his face that was not covered by the black mask. The dead silence in his eyes slowly softened.

Thinking of the girl's lively and playful behavior on the roof of Nanyang Marquis' Mansion that day, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up slightly, and a hint of warmth arose in his dark and cold heart.

That’s the living, noisy and laughing Nanxing!

She is his most beloved sister.

In this life, even if it costs him his life, he will protect her and will never let her get hurt again.

But when he saw the person in the bronze mirror smiling, he became annoyed again.

"Shen Beiyue, what qualifications do you have to laugh!!!"

He suddenly raised his hand and with one force he peeled off half of the black mask.

With the sound of the black iron mask clanging to the ground, the person in the mirror had become half human, half ghost.

A sneer escaped from the throat of the man with half of his face disfigured beyond recognition.

"This is you, Shen Beiyue!"

"The sins you committed are unforgivable..."

The man's eyes were red, and a tear slipped from the corner of his eye, rolled down his wrinkled cheek, and sank into his collar.

......

After an unknown amount of time, when the man came out of the room, he had turned into the stern Prime Minister with a black mask on half of his face.

Except for the slightly red eyes, he was no different from usual.

He went to Zuixinzhai in Hengshui City in person, waited in line for an hour, bought a large box of cakes and a pot of sweet wine, and then took a carriage to the Green Shade Valley thirty miles outside the city.

The carriage stopped outside the valley. He got off the carriage, carrying a box of cakes in one hand and a wine jug in the other, and walked into the valley on foot.

After walking for about half an hour, I finally saw a quiet and elegant small courtyard.

The wooden door was ajar, and Shen Ming knocked lightly three times.

"Aunt, are you home?"

A moment later, there was a sound of hurried footsteps in the courtyard, accompanied by a surprised voice: "Ming boy is here?"

The wooden door was opened from the inside, revealing a kind smiling face.

The owner of the smiling face has gray hair, which is meticulously tied up on his head with a wooden hairpin. Even though he is only wearing a simple coarse linen shirt, it still cannot conceal his noble temperament.

When the old woman saw what the visitor was holding, her smile became even wider, and her eyes narrowed into slits.

She reached out to take the cake box and wine jug, and stepped aside with a smile: "You are such a filial child. You know I like this, and you never forget to buy it for me every time you come back."

He led the people into the house and said as he walked, "How many times have I told you that you could have just driven the carriage to the gate of the yard when you came here, but you refused to listen! It took you another half an hour, didn't it?"

Shen Ming walked slowly behind the old woman and answered honestly, "It's only a few steps away. It's not a problem."

"Besides, you always like quiet and peaceful. Wouldn't it disturb your mood if the carriage came into the valley? That would be very uneconomical."

The old woman glared at him and said, "You're just a talker. It's just a carriage, why do you bother me?"

Shen Ming just smiled and didn't answer.

The old woman did not insist on this and led the man to sit on a chair in the house.

He placed the cake box and wine jug on the small table, opened the lid of the cake box, and couldn't wait to take a piece of osmanthus cake and take a bite.

Then he squinted his eyes in enjoyment.

"If you hadn't bought me these cakes and sweet wine, I wouldn't have known there were such delicacies in the world."

“I only ate it once and I fell in love with it.”

"Hey, boy Ming, how did you know that I would like this kind of sweet food? I never ate sweets before..."

The man lowered his eyes, hiding the sadness in them, and after a long pause he replied, "I happened to pass by Zuixinzhai at the time and saw so many people queuing. I thought the cakes there must be delicious, so I thought of buying some for you to try."

In his previous life, he didn't know why he felt so close to a pastry shop. He felt a liking for it just by seeing the shop.

Later he found out the reason. Even though he clearly didn't like sweets, every time he passed by Zuixinzhai, he would inexplicably want to go in and buy cakes and sweet wine.

Because that is his sister's favorite food.

But by then, it was too late. She had already fallen asleep forever and would never open her eyes to look at him again...

"Ming boy!"

"Ming boy? What are you thinking about?"

When Shen Ming came to his senses, he saw the old woman waving a hand in front of him.

"Oh, I remember that I went to the capital of North Vietnam this time and met the old miracle doctor Shen Nanqiang."

He took advantage of the old woman's stunned moment, covered his face with his sleeves, and quickly wiped away the moisture from the corners of his eyes.

The old woman was stunned for a moment, then rolled her eyes and asked, "Is that old guy still alive?"

Shen Ming was stunned, his face solemn, he nodded and shook his head: "Alive, but the situation doesn't seem to be good..."

He looked like he was hesitant to speak.

There was a click.

The old woman dropped the cake in her hand.

"I told him he wouldn't be okay without me, but you just wouldn't believe it!"

"Now you're all alone and helpless, you deserve it!"

"Tell him to look down on my poison skills! He deserves to be sick and no one will care!!!"

The old woman slammed the table and cursed so loudly that the box of cakes fell to the ground.

But as he was cursing, his eyes suddenly became red again and he became quiet.

"Is he... seriously ill?"

Shen Ming sighed: "Since Aunt is so worried, why don't you go and see him in person?"

The old woman turned her face away and said: "I have made a pact with that old fellow that we will never have any contact with each other in this life or in this life."

Shen Ming: "You said before that you would never live in the same country with him! Even though Hengshui City is on the border of North Vietnam, it is still a city of North Vietnam!"

The old woman glared at him and said, "Nonsense! Hengshui City is clearly the territory of Donglai State!"

Shen Ming:......

Yes, I just snatched it away not long ago.

The old woman seemed a little embarrassed. She waved her hand and said, "Forget it. Let's not talk about that old thing anymore. It's a real spoiler!"

"By the way, I recently developed a scar removal cream!"

The old woman suddenly became happy, her eyes sparkling, and she pulled Shen Ming into the inner room.

She carefully took out a small porcelain bottle from the cabinet and handed it to him like a treasure: "After ten years, I can finally heal your face!"

"This isn't just any ordinary scar cream. It has the power to regenerate the skin. No matter how damaged your skin is, this scar cream can heal it!"

"Trust me, with this ointment, your face will be back to its original state within three months!"

The old woman was obviously very excited.

But Shen Ming did not reach out to take the bottle of ointment.

"Aunt, no need."

That face was clean and pure, but he had already rotted in the mud.

He doesn't deserve it.

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