Reborn, meet you again!

The servants of the Regent's Palace quickly prepared the medicinal bath.

A slightly bitter medicinal fragrance slowly emanated from the air in the bathroom.

Song Wan stood by the bathtub, reached out to test the water temperature, and nodded with satisfaction.

But after she was ready, Jun Jiuchen was still nowhere to be seen.

Song Wan couldn't help but look at Suifeng.

"Has your prince's clothes not been changed yet?"

Suifeng only said that his prince had just seen the medicine being boiled, and it would probably take some time, so he went to the study to look at the memorials first, and he would go to call him.

Song Wan nodded.

I thought this guy was quite diligent and didn't miss any spare time.

He just opened the medicine box, took out the silver needles needed for today's acupuncture, picked them out, and placed them on the white cotton cloth on a table on his right hand for later use.

Seeing that everyone from the Regent's Palace had left, Luoluo spoke mysteriously to Song Wan in a low voice.

"Miss... the Regent is a man after all. If he were to appear naked in front of you, wouldn't that be bad if it got out?"

"I heard that there is a doctor in the Prince Regent's Palace. Why don't you tell him how to perform acupuncture?"

Although the young lady has been married, she is actually still a pure and innocent girl.

Song Wan just pursed her lips and smiled.

"This acupuncture technique is not learned in a day. Even the slightest mistake can lead to something going wrong. How can we be so careless?"

But Green Radish still had a frown on her face.

Perhaps it was because the scene of the last time the Regent "fell ill" was too vivid in her memory, she always felt that the young lady being so close to the Regent...

Somewhat dangerous.

Seeing her like this, Song Wan knocked her head and said seriously, imitating the way old man Lu Ming taught him a lesson.

"There is no distinction between doctors. Male or female, they are all the same, just a shell."

"Your young lady is a medical practitioner, how can she be so bound by worldly matters?"

Luoluo looked at the young lady with a righteous and dignified face, and she looked a bit like an immortal.

His eyes suddenly became full of stars, and he admired his young lady even more.

Yes, her young lady is now a female doctor. How can she be hesitant and hold the young lady back?

Luoluo thought about it and nodded seriously.

"My lady is right. It is I who am narrow-minded."

Seeing the pious little girl, Song Wan couldn't help but smile with her hands covering her lips.

This girl is very shrewd when it comes to accounting. If she sells her, she will have to count the money for her with a smile.

I don't know how this somewhat contradictory personality was developed.

As the master and servant were talking, footsteps were suddenly heard outside the door.

Song Wan quickly suppressed her smile and turned around.

Then Suifeng and Jun Jiuchen walked in together.

Then, both the master and the servant were stunned at the same time.

Jun Jiuchen had taken off the terrifying ghost mask and was wearing a loose black robe. His long black hair was casually tied behind his head with an ebony hairpin.

It was clearly not a very luxurious dress, nor was it made of the finest fabric, but it somehow made the well-defined face look even more elegant and impressive.

Song Wan suddenly wanted to swallow back what she had just said.

This skin is different from other skins...

Jun Jiuchen had already walked in front of Song Wan at this time. He looked at the master and servant who seemed to have not yet come to their senses, and frowned slightly.

"Didn't you say we can start now?"

He knew that he had a good-looking face, but he didn't like the way others looked at him.

Because of this face, he encountered a lot of unnecessary troubles, whether when he escaped from the palace and ended up in the Shadow Pavilion, or when he first joined the Mobei Army.

Especially, it was because of this face that Song Wan rescued him back to the mansion...

So later, he put on that ugly ghost mask.

Upon hearing this, Song Wan cursed inwardly that his old habit had come back again. After pushing Luoluo, his expression returned to normal.

"Your Majesty, please."

Jun Jiuchen glanced at Song Wan vaguely, but didn't say anything.

She, a woman, doesn't care, so why should he be shy?

He immediately dismissed everyone in the room, leaving only Suifeng guarding not far away.

Song Wan also walked aside tactfully, turned her back, and pretended to tidy up the silver needles. Then, the sound of clothes falling and the sound of water were heard.

When Song Wan turned around, Jun Jiuchen had already sunk into the water with his back to him.

The medicinal bath was dark in color and covered most of his body.

But when Song Wan approached him with the silver needle in his hand, he was stunned on the spot, because the half of the body of the person in front of him was exposed, with strong and smooth lines, which should have been extremely pleasing to the eye.

But it was covered with scars of all sizes.

Those scars are winding and ugly.

Especially the two symmetrical spots on the shoulder blades, which were obviously the marks left by someone piercing the scapula with the collarbone.

Song Wan never knew that a person could have so many scars on his body.

Feeling that there was suddenly no movement behind him, Jun Jiuchen turned slightly to look back.

Then he saw Song Wan staring at him with eyes wide open.

After thinking about it for a moment, he knew the reason and couldn't help but curl his lower lip in self-mockery.

"Why, Miss Jiang, are you frightened by this hideous appearance of mine?"

Of course he knew how ugly his body was. Any normal woman would be frightened or even disgusted and disdainful when seeing it.

So he was not surprised by Song Wan's reaction.

Song Wan was indeed a little scared at this moment.

But it wasn't just because of his horrific scars.

It was because she had read the records of various punishments in the Dali Temple and the Ministry of Justice. Although she had only read them once, relying on her good memory, she remembered them all.

As a doctor, she knew exactly what kind of wounds those punishments would cause.

It was because she knew this that she felt frightened.

With so many injuries...how much inhuman torture must he have endured?

Considering that the poison in his body was caused by the sharp thorns of Pyracantha being pierced all over his body for a long time.

Song Wan didn't know why, but her heart suddenly softened.

Although this man holds a high position, it now appears that he is just a man who has suffered a lot.

She walked over to the low stool beside him, sat down sideways, and spoke in a casual manner.

"It's a little shocking at first glance, but it's not a big deal."

"Your Highness forgot that I am a very skilled doctor."

"As long as His Majesty is willing to cooperate, after removing the poison from His Majesty's body, and giving me some time, I will definitely be able to remove 70% to 80% of the scars on His Majesty's body."

"Only in this way can we live up to the prince's elegance."

When Jun Jiuchen heard these words, his heart moved.

When he was young, he was taken away from the palace by the palace maids around his mother and ended up in a gang called Shadow Pavilion.

There were children there who were captured from all over the place. They had undergone cruel training together and fought in battles of survival of the fittest.

Finally, become a qualified assassin.

In that situation, he naturally had many sword and knife wounds on his body.

He remembered when he, Suifeng, Zhuyue, and a group of old friends from the Shadow Pavilion, rebelled against the Shadow Pavilion, was seriously injured and stranded in the dilapidated temple and was picked up by Song Wan. She looked at the scars on his body and said the same words to him.

Later, she did heal most of his old injuries.

But after that, he suffered new wounds that were a hundred times worse than those scars...

Jun Jiuchen thought about it and looked at the woman who walked to his side, a hint of darkness flashed across his eyes.

The doubts about her identity that he had been suppressing for the past few days surged up again without warning.

He suddenly turned around, his pair of dark eyes fixed on Song Wan, his low voice carrying a hint of silence and ruthlessness.

“Why do we need to eliminate it?”

"This body of wounds is the best warning in the world for me. It reminds me constantly that the human heart is unpredictable..."

"It will also allow me to always remember the hatred and remember those who have hurt and betrayed me."

"Miss Jiang said, with such a good thing, why would I want to get rid of it?"