peasant ugly daughter-in-law

Chapter 74 Your Majesty Really Doesn’t Want Women (4)
The reason why Ye Qingqing lost his mind was because of these talking eyes.

And the owner of these eyes is a tall man, to be exact, a man with a disfigured face.

Except for those eyes, the rest of the cheeks are covered with burn marks, none of them are intact, the scars are intertwined, the ugliness is no longer enough to describe, if other women look at the hideous and disgusting burn marks, they will be able to bear it better They will be frightened out of their wits and run away in a hurry. Those with poor endurance may directly faint from fright, and will still have nightmares that linger all night after waking up.

The disfigured man's black hair was tied high behind his head, and his face was exposed without any concealment, without any cowardice or dodge. It's not difficult to see that he doesn't care about other people's eyes at all, and he doesn't even care about his own face. beauty and ugliness.

The words related to fear and disgust have never been found in the emotions in Ye Qingqing's eyes. She was just stunned by the beauty of his eyes, and she couldn't help but sigh in her heart. To have such star eyes, I am afraid that his original appearance must be amazing.

Ye Qingqing's mouth was covered, she couldn't speak, she could only blink and ask him what exactly he wanted to do?
But this disfigured man who appeared out of nowhere, even with some rude means, didn't speak, but just looked at her quietly, but those eyes seemed to have a thousand words to say.

At this time, the setting sun had already set, and in the gloomy dusk, the outline of the room was gradually blurred by the thicker darkness, which made the man's face even more terrifying.

The windows are half closed, and occasionally a gust of wind blows, stirring the bed curtains.

Ye Qingqing felt baffled, but the man suddenly moved, he let go of the hand covering her mouth, and slowly raised his hand towards Ye Qingqing.

Ye Qingqing didn't even think about it, she opened her mouth and was about to shout, "Help..." Just as she uttered a word, when she saw clearly what was in his palm, she was startled suddenly, then froze.

神色慌张的叶青青急中生智，“就是你这个混蛋！啊啊啊啊啊……什么时候能离开这个鬼地方！无聊……我要自由！混蛋！”这才安抚了被惊动的暗卫。

All expressions, words, and actions stopped abruptly, as if being acupunctured, the only thing that could tell the change was Ye Qingqing's eyes that lost consciousness at some point.

The wind stopped, and the man in front of him disappeared, and the picture suddenly returned to that dream——

The white-haired grandmother hugged the little girl, shook her body, and put the little girl to sleep. The old lady whispered softly, "Qingqing, don't cry, my Qingqing is the most beautiful girl."

"Oh, they threw me stones and called me an ugly monster." The little girl was very sad, and her voice was full of grievances.

"Qingqing has to trust grandma, has grandma ever lied to Qingqing?"

"Never! Grandma, aren't my father and mother the most beautiful too?"

The old lady smiled kindly, "Of course, Qingqing's father and mother are..."

The dream only ended here, and the screen returned to reality. Ye Qingqing had already returned to normal, and took the writing brush in the man's hand surprisingly calmly, "Who are you?" There was an imperceptible slight tremor in her calm voice. Very low pressure.

This pen is not an ordinary brush, it is thin and short, suitable for children, and it appeared in her dream, on the table next to her grandma when she was coaxing her to sleep, with a delicately carved and lifelike phoenix on the pen holder , is exactly the same as the phoenix on grandma's arm, she will not admit it wrong!
Ye Qingqing carefully put away the brush, wrapped it in a brocade handkerchief and put it in her arms, then looked up at the man.

She was just about to say something, but she saw the man shaking her head slowly, she swallowed her words, her gaze happened to fall on his white slippery hand, she couldn't help being slightly taken aback, she was completely distracted by the dream, at this moment Only now did she discover the strangeness of the man whose face was completely ruined.

The distance between the two was too close, she could tell that his burns were real burns, but judging from the severity of the burns on his face, the fire that injured him must have been fierce, but apart from the skin on his face, his neck and Her hands were intact, which made her suspicious.

However, she is not interested in knowing other people's affairs, not to mention their painful past, the heart of harming others is indispensable, and the heart of guarding against others is indispensable, so she will reserve her next words.

Ye Qingqing simply asked about the brush, with an uncontrollable excitement on his face, "Who gave you this brush?" Her voice was full of anticipation.

The man said nothing, just looked at her and shook his head.

Can't talk?Still can't remember?Still keeping a secret?
Ye Qingqing's eyes fell on the man's severely deformed lips, she couldn't bear it, and she didn't try to force it anymore, but she was not reconciled, so she chose some questions that could be answered by shaking her head and nodding, "Was the person who gave you the brush alone at that time? "

The man shook his head.

Anyone else?

Ye Qingqing asked tentatively, "A man?"

Shaking his head.

"Is that a woman?"

Still shaking his head.

This time Ye Qingqing finally understood, he simply didn't know what to ask, so he simply asked: "Still..." She paused, pursing her lips cautiously, "Are you alive?" The voice was very soft. , like a feather, but her heart can no longer be calm.

As soon as she blurted out the words, she realized that she was an idiot. She had visited her grandma's tomb several times. Many villagers can testify that when her grandma passed away, could she still stand up?

The man finally nodded, but his eyes never left the place where the writing brush was wrapped in her arms.

Ye Qingqing was shocked, alive?Isn't it the brush that grandma gave him many years ago?

"Is it ten years before I get this brush? If it is, then nod, if not, then shake your head."

The man shook his head.

"Five years."

Shaking his head.

"Three years."

Shaking his head.

"One year."

The man nodded vigorously.

With a buzzing sound, Ye Qingqing's head rang, grandma is not in this world but she is living here, so whose hand did this writing brush fall into?Today, the brush came back to her again, what will happen?
At this time, Ye Qingqing's emotions were complicated, joy, excitement, confusion, eagerness...the intertwined emotions made her head slightly confused.

After such a long time of hard work, she accepted the fact that she came to a strange world. Farms and fields, green mountains and green waters, a peaceful but fulfilling ordinary life, why did she change beyond recognition in a short period of time?
Ye Qingqing began to show resistance.

"I'll help you get through this hunt, and I'm even with you, and please leave quickly, otherwise I can't do anything about what happens in the future." Ye Qingqing said in a cold tone.

The pair of starry eyes that caught Ye Qingqing's eyes gradually became foggy, the water was glistening, and the teardrops were already rolling in the eye sockets.

"..." A big man actually cried for her!What kind of trouble?

(End of this chapter)