He… was good-looking?
Ye Qingying’s face had been injured since he was very young.
When he was a child, there was no talk of good-looking or not, he was just a child.
As he grew older, because of the injury to his face, it was impossible for anyone to think he was good-looking.
At first, he didn't wear a mask because the scar on his face was too frightening and often scared others.
Especially at night!
Paired with his perpetually expressionless, cold face, many children had cried from being scared by him.
Later, because he felt he looked too terrifying, he always wore a mask and rarely took it off in front of people.
Yu Linglong had saved him back then, and he hadn't forgotten how Yu Linglong had looked at him with disappointment and disgust in her eyes the moment she took off his mask.
Chu Qianli actually said he was good-looking!
Ye Qingying was initially stunned, then his expression darkened with displeasure.
He was about to snatch his mask back.
But Chu Qianli pushed his hand away, her voice still hoarse with a dazed tone, "Master, this half of your face is simply perfect!"
Ye Qingying's expression remained grim.
Chu Qianli finally noticed his不对劲, she thought for a moment, then suddenly grinned, "Master, do you think I'm joking with you?"
Ye Qingying's expression grew even uglier.
He had known for a long time that this brat never spoke pleasant words. He considered himself mentally strong enough after this period, but he still occasionally broke down.
"Go back and rest." Ye Qingying said unhappily.
Chu Qianli almost rolled her eyes at him, "I'm just telling the truth, what's there to be embarrassed about."
He was just good-looking, did he think she was being sarcastic?
"Master, I think I can heal this scar." Truly, she was that confident.
Although, she herself doubted if she knew any medicine.
She had amnesia, who knew what she did before.
But confidence just came uninvited.
"Master, let me prepare some medicine for you to try." Anyway, his face was already so injured, treating a dying horse as if it were alive wouldn't hurt.
If it could be healed, then her master would definitely be the most beautiful man in the world.
Well, she hadn't seen many handsome men in total.
No matter, her master was the most beautiful anyway.
"Master, wait for me!"
After putting the mask back on him, Chu Qianli turned to leave.
From behind, Ye Qingying's indifferent call suddenly came, "Xiao Yao."
"Hmm?" Chu Qianli stopped and looked back at him, "Master, is there something else?"
Ye Qingying held a bottle of something, his fingertips tightening slightly.
"Master, what's wrong?" Chu Qianli turned back and walked up to him.
Ye Qingying's fingers holding the bottle tightened again.
Finally, he placed the bottle on the table, "Xiao Yao, drink this."
"What is it?" Chu Qianli picked up the bottle and opened the cap. Upon smelling it, she immediately frowned, "Master, it's poison!"
Ye Qingying was somewhat surprised. Although this girl had amnesia, her instincts had never failed her.
"Master, why do you want to poison me?" Chu Qianli stared at him, feeling a little heartbroken.
Ye Qingying pursed his lips and remained silent, his gaze fixed on some unknown corner.
Chu Qianli held the bottle and turned to leave.
Ye Qingying did not chase after her.
No one could forgive someone who tried to harm them, right?
She wouldn't come back.
Originally, this so-called master-disciple relationship was neither proper nor legitimate.
It was only after he taught her some Qinggong and sword techniques for a few days that she inexplicably started calling him Master.
But they had only known each other for a few days.
It was better for her to leave.
Bei Ming, he had to go back.
But Bei Ming might be very dangerous for her.
If she were to leave, she should leave far away.
If she left, she should never come back…