After wearing the book, I became the black moonlight of the paranoid prince

Chapter 1182 Scars
The King of Nanyang hissed lightly, and looked at her resentfully.

"I went through fire and water for you, but I didn't expect you to treat me like this, it really made me feel so sad..."

If it wasn't for the hand resting on his waist that was still moving restlessly, Wei Qianzi would really have been deceived by his pitiful appearance.

She stretched out her hand and pushed him hard, with a trace of dissatisfaction in her tone.

"Okay, stop pretending, get up quickly and let me check your wound first."

After all, she was still a little worried. If she didn't see it with her own eyes, she might not be able to sleep tonight.

King Nanyang also stopped teasing her, let go of her hand, hugged her and suddenly turned around and sat up.

"you……"

Wei Qianzi supported his chest with her hands, and couldn't look directly at this ambiguous posture.

"Didn't you say you wanted to check the wound for me? Come on."

Nanyang Wang half leaned against the head of the bed, with his clothes slightly open, as if he had handed himself over to her and let her do whatever she wanted, Wei Qianzi was so ashamed and annoyed, she wanted to back away, but he suddenly bent his knees , the whole person involuntarily fell towards him, but stuck even tighter.

But the instigator is still righteous without any shame.

Seeing her dawdling for a long time without making a move, King Nanyang put on an impatient look.

"If you don't watch it, then let's rest early, shall we?"

As he said that, he was about to hug her and get into the brocade quilt, Wei Qianzi hurriedly stopped him.

"Wait, I, I, I... Let me see, you lie down first!"

Although he knew that he did it on purpose, Wei Qianzi finally gave in, adjusted his embarrassing posture a little, and stretched out his hand to unbutton his shirt.

However, what shocked her was that the skin on his shoulders was smooth, white and flawless. Where was there any trace of injury?
"Why is this..."

Wei Qianzi couldn't believe it, she stretched out her hand to touch it, but the touch was warm and delicate, even the small bumps caused by her cold fingers could be felt clearly, but she still didn't feel a trace of uneven skin , She couldn't help but widen her eyes.

"This... How is this possible? There is no scar left at all?"

Nanyang Wang looked at her with a lazy smile, his slender fingers were circling around a bunch of black hair hanging down from her.

"Why are there no scars left? You continue to look down."

Wei Qianzi thought she had misremembered, so she hurriedly opened the other side of his shirt to check his other shoulder, but the result was still the same, so she couldn't help but follow her words and look down.

Sure enough, on the position of his chest and heart, he saw a one-inch-square wound. The wound was relatively flat, leaving only a faint pink scab around it. It looks particularly eye-catching on fair and smooth skin.

She naturally knew how this wound came about, but what puzzled her was why all the seemingly penetrating scars disappeared in the end?

Even the most powerful ointment can't make the scar disappear completely, and even her soothing ointment can only make the scar fade as much as possible, but it is impossible to completely restore the scar.

How on earth did he do it?
"Are you human after all?"

Wei Qianzi stared at him in surprise, as if trying to see through him.

Nanyang Wang raised his eyebrows indifferently, and took her hand to caress his chest.

"Don't you often say that I am a monster? Then I am not a human being."

Of course Wei Qianzi knew that he was fooling herself, so she couldn't help pulling out her hand and lightly hitting him on the shoulder, glaring at him angrily.

"Nonsense! I mean, how on earth did you heal so many serious wounds without leaving a trace in just one month?"

The King of Nanyang was astonished.

"Where is there no trace left? Look, isn't there a trace left here? Up to now, there is always a dull pain in the heart. The husband said that this is the sequelae of hurting the heart. I am afraid that I will die in this life It's all going to get better."

After he finished speaking, he looked at her with an aggrieved and resentful expression, as if he wanted her to be responsible to the end.

(End of this chapter)