For a while, the capital was quiet. It was reported that Yin Chenlang had gone out of the palace and returned to the palace with Shen Anyan. Some ladies enjoyed talking about it as fun after dinner, while others were nervous about the situation. Small, it was because the emperor and the queen were surprised at Shen Anyan and Yin Chenlang, and it was because Princess Xiao was just quiet and had no attack; Big, some people think that the emperor is too indulgent to Yin Chenlang.

No one saw the magnificent luxury battle when Yin Chenlang took Shen Anyan out of the palace, but the speaker described the visual feast as if he had seen it with his own eyes.

Some people think that Shen Anyan is in the limelight for a while. She has become a legend. What she wants is really lucky in life. Why don't they go with the wind and water like Shen Anyan?

The magnificent palace, pavilions and landscapes that people yearn for, such as the most outstanding painters in the world, are more holy under the snow. Shen Anyan is not as comfortable here as outsiders say.

"So, it's better, isn't it?" Shen Anyan turned her back to people. No one saw Shen Anyan's expression at this moment. Even Zhang Zhenlu, who has always been proud and relaxed, had a serious face.

The scar on Shen Anyan's face has scabbed for a long time. It's not the kind of potholes after burns, nor the uneven skin caused by poisoning in her previous life. You can touch what it is. It's a long scar. It must be colored and not easy to cover up. You can see it even if you stand far away.

The end of my last life, will it happen again in this life.

The ministers at the gate of Yin Chenlang's bedroom knew it only by chance, but they also buried different feelings in their hearts, even deep-rooted. History is repeating. Will the outcome be changed? She is just a person who knows the future, but why can she change history?

"Change the dressing first." Zhang Zhenlu hesitated for a long time, looked up at Shen Anyan's back, and made no explanation

"Zhang Taiyi." Shen Anyan's voice was a little choked. She raised her hand and touched the scar. The rough scar scratched her fingers, which made life painful and painful. "There's a mirror in the palace. I saw it. It hasn't changed at all these days. Just tell me the truth..."

Zhang Zhenlu still didn't speak and didn't shout for the help of the little eunuch next to him. He grabbed the medicine box next to him, picked it up and went out.

"The officer will come back later to change the dressing for Miss Shen." Zhang Zhenlu has taken two steps, and the little eunuch hurried to catch up.

"Doctor Zhang!" Shen Anyan shouted to Zhang Zhenlu. Zhang Zhenlu paused, but then walked out unswervingly without stopping. Shen Anyan heard Zhang Zhenlu's footsteps leaving in a hurry, closed her eyes and said in a trembling voice, "don't ask him. If he doesn't let you tell me what the truth is, I can already know what the truth is."

Zhang Zhenlu completely stopped this time, turned back, looked at Shen Anyan's back and said, "the Lord doesn't want you to think too much. I'll ask if there's any way, not completely."

Shen Anyan knew that Zhang Zhenlu had told her. So far, there is no way.

"All go out..." Shen Anyan closed her eyes and felt their eyes sour.

The door was pushed away with a sudden sound, followed by a magnetic and beautiful familiar voice, frowned and said, "did you tell her?"

"I'm sorry!" Zhang Zhenlu bowed his head, and the people around him knelt. There was no sound of greeting, because the atmosphere was wrong now.

Shen Anyan didn't speak and didn't turn around. She still turned her back to the people. She just lowered her head. She seemed to hold something. She was stuck in her throat. She couldn't say it. She didn't want to say it. Like an invisible hand, she grabbed her in pain and scratched her throat until she was bloody.

Yin Chenlang frowned, glanced at Shen Anyan, waved to Zhang Zhenlu, frowned, sighed gently, and said, "forget it..."

Yin Chenlang stepped forward and looked at what Shen Anyan wanted to say. He knew what appearance meant to women. No matter what height he reached in the future, his appearance was incomplete, so he was relatively disabled. A disability, there were many discriminatory words and eyes, especially

Shen Anyan didn't wait for Yin Chenlang to hesitate. She just lowered her head, didn't know where to look, and muttered alone: "go out..."

Yin Chenlang heard Shen Anyan's voice and looked up at Shen Anyan. She was ready to turn Shen Anyan around. Her voice was a little like roaring, because she was hysterical and angry: "Shen Anyan! So what? I'll tell you again, I'll marry you, and I won't care about it."

Yin Chenlang just grabbed Shen Anyan's arm and didn't try hard. Shen Anyan turned around by herself. With shallow tears in her eyes, she seemed to be very difficult to bear them and didn't let them fall. Her voice sounded more "hate iron but not steel". The hysteria in Yin Chenlang's voice was insignificant compared with this. Shen Anyan turned around and Yin Chenlang was stunned. Shen Anyan looked up at Yin Chenlang, shook her sleeves and roared, "are you still lying to yourself? You can't marry a disfigured person!"

"I......" Yin Chenlang was stunned for a moment and stepped back. He didn't want to admit it. No matter the imperial concubine or the side imperial concubine, no matter the concubine or even the outer room, his identity would never marry a disfigured person. The emperor would not agree, the minister would not agree, no one would agree, his friends, guests, no one would agree, because it was against the "rules" , it was not polite and identity, but he didn't expect Shen Anyan to say it clearly, as if a needle pierced their hearts.

"Stop talking." Yin Chenlang calmed down, loosened his hand, looked calm and recovered his calmness. His previous calmness was the kind of calmness he used to deal with complex things outside. He couldn't be calm. His cold face made people feel a sense of distance.

Shen Anyan's eyes were hazy with tears, but she could feel Yin Chenlang's current mood from Yin Chenlang's voice. They had a tacit understanding. Shen Anyan knew that Yin Chenlang was very angry now, but Yin Chenlang hoped that he could calm down and Shen Anyan could calm down. There was something unspeakable between their hearts. But Shen Anyan doesn't want to hear. The fact is the fact. It's the truth in front of her. It's useless to say more, and it's definitely not beneficial. It's better to get together and relax. Who can "relax". I don't know. In short, now the two people really need to calm down: "yes, stop talking and go out."

Yin Chenlang closed her eyes and took a breath. She may be a little nervous, but some are tired. There are too many and complicated things. It would be nice if she were really the son of the world, as she said when she first met Shen Anyan, or whatever. The son of an official, without so many people watching and obstructing, can decide to marry Shen Anyan by herself, I got the first place in the exam and lived a peaceful life. The more you think about it, the more annoyed Yin Chenlang is. Fantasy is fantasy. Don't even think about it occasionally, so that people don't want to face the reality. Yin Chenlang said, "I'll accompany you."

"You go out too." Shen Anyan lowered her head, and Yin Chenlang couldn't see her expression.