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Chapter 491 Rescue

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    Twelve years ago, Feng Qingchen was sixteen years old, the same age as Hua Ying Yuxiu. He wore a frightening black iron mask on his face all day long, fighting everywhere. With his outstanding military achievements, he became the emperor's favorite person.  , everyone respected him and were afraid of him on the surface, but secretly they said that he was the emperor's dog, and even said that his prominent military exploits were obtained by his beauty, because it was rumored that he conquered the country, but apart from the emperor, no one  People have seen his true face.

    Xue Yuanguo had just entered the imperial hospital at that time. He was not the hospital envoy yet, but was just a young imperial doctor working in the imperial pharmacy. Once when he passed by the imperial garden, he suddenly smelled the strong smell of blood. He immediately became vigilant and followed the smell of blood.  I went there and saw the injured Feng Qingchen deep in the rockery of the Royal Garden. At that time, his ferocious black iron mask fell on his gorgeous red-stained python robe, stained with his blood, showing the most intense color.  Underneath the black hair hanging as low as clouds, his face was as pale as paper. He looked obviously seriously injured and embarrassed, but he was still so gorgeous that it took people's breath away.

    The snow is white, the ground is white, the sky is white, the lonely white, he is so thin and white, completely unlike the all-powerful Guangping King of War who has a perverse personality, weird and violent personality above the court.

    Xue Yuanguo had never seen such a beautiful man before. He stepped forward intuitively, even forgetting the man's identity. He didn't even salute and directly bandaged him and applied medicine.

    "Do you know that you will die if you see my face?" Feng Qingchen said slowly after bandaging.

    The young Xue Yuanguo laughed softly: "I am willing to die in the hands of a beauty like you!"

    At that time, Feng Qingchen hated people calling him beautiful the most. Because of this, he would always wear that scary mask and would only take it off in front of the emperor.

    But when he looked at the young man in front of him, his smile was very magnanimous. Looking at him was like seeing a beautiful piece of porcelain, unlike other men whose eyes were full of plunder and filth.

    The young man Feng Qingchen laughed softly. He leaned towards Xue Yuanguo, and a few strands of hair on his cheek fell softly on his shoulders. He took a breath of exhaustion, and the cyan unfolded cuffs were like jade.  The white wrist gently rested on the man's arm that smelled of medicine, "Help me!"

    To save him, Xue Yuanguo not only healed Feng Qingchen's injuries, but also saved his desolate heart. From then on, he had a only friend. Although he didn't meet often, even when he saw him in the inner palace, he couldn't even say hello.  They don't fight, but in their hearts, they both regard each other as friends.

    Time flies by like a flash. Twelve years have passed. Xue Yuanguo has grown from an unknown boy in the imperial pharmacy to a dignified envoy of the imperial hospital, and Feng Qingchen has grown from a chess piece of the old emperor step by step.  A generation of war god.  Feng Qingchen used to be ashamed of his beauty. Now, he is proud of his beauty, but it is still the same. He does not want others to see his face. It is no longer because he is afraid of those predatory eyes, but just because he wants to  Leave it to those who want to see it!

    "Twelve years ago, you came to me for the first time, but it was because of a woman!" Xue Yuanguo raised his eyes and looked at the slender man leaning on the master's chair in front of him, "Is that woman special?"

    Feng Qingchen gently raised his lips, and he raised his head slightly. His hair was disheveled, very long, black, and soft. The dark tips hung on the thin and gorgeous blue robe like rain and mist, and he had a face as white as jade.  Like a slowly blooming flame, "You have seen people, what do you think?" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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