C12 Silver Mask

"Of course I do, even in my dreams." Ye Qingru struggled a little when he first kissed her.

At this moment, her heart suddenly trembled, and her entire person suddenly felt like it was a dream.

Did she recover her light?

Her blindness was acquired, and she was someone who had seen light before.

Once a person had seen light and experienced the colorful world, their heart would no longer be willing to be in darkness forever, and they would have a greater desire for light.

His kiss was overbearing and wild, as if it wanted to suck away her soul. She became like a numb puppet, her body imprisoned, and her ink dyed hair freely swam in the water.

After a long time, she heard the man's cold and arrogant voice, "My woman cannot be blind."

"Then marry me..." Ye Qingru had stayed underwater for so long and had long felt that she had drowned. Now, she felt that she had died unjustly.

She had died because of marrying him, but she had been disdained and blinded. How could she not feel wronged?

His palm landed between Ye Qingru's eyebrows and a warm water wave wrapped around her eyes.

Time seemed to have frozen, and his heartbeat was very heavy.

When he took his hand away from her eyes, she opened her eyes and saw the man's face underwater.

Most of his face had been hollowed out by silver hollows. The mask of the Mandala Flower covered his face, revealing only a pair of silver pupils and slightly pursed lips.

Ye Qingru unconsciously reached out and touched the silver mask on the man's face. The touch of her fingers and eyes were almost the same. She took a slight breath, "I... I really... I can see!! Why are you wearing a mask? Can I see what you look like?"

Someone who had been blind for so long could suddenly see.

And in this cold world underwater, everything became even more unreal.

She wanted to see something else, but her eyes were attracted by that pair of cold and sharp eyes. She felt that his eyes were very beautiful, as if there was a silver light in them.

The gray pearl was beautiful and gorgeous, and she did not know what the face underneath the mask looked like.

The man held her hand and her thin lips curled up evilly. "Those who saw me are all dead. Are you sure you want to see it?"

Her eyes seemed to shine with a bright light, but they were cold and sharp.

Ye Qingru was intimidated and her fingers trembled slightly.

For some reason, when she looked at her eyes, her vision became more and more blurred.

The moment she lost consciousness and fell into the man's arms, she heard the man's deep voice, "After becoming my woman, there is no reason not to know my name. My name is Yu Bingyi, God of Water, River Earl Turbid River."

Sishui...

God.

The moment Ye Qingru woke up, these four words still popped up in her mind.

Right now, she was not at the bottom of the cold and dark river.

Her body was shaking, and there were a few men panting heavily beside her ears.

It was in the palanquin!

At first, Ye Qingru could not sit stably. When she held onto one end of the palanquin, she sat as still as Mount Tai. She had a dream in her head.

In the dream, she regained her light in the arms of Yu Bingyi, the God of Water.

She lifted the curtain of the palanquin and opened her watery eyes.

The slightly turbid darkness poured in. When she got used to it for a period of time, she saw the first sunset in five years. It was the end of the Oblique Town.

Figures, carriages, and horses were scattered all over the place, corresponding to all kinds of sounds.

Ye Qingru's eyes were boiling hot, but she did not let herself cry. The corner of her mouth curled up into a smile. Was all of this arranged by him?

Then where would she be sent to now?

This matter had to start from six hours ago.

Grandma Lin, who was sleeping beside her eldest grandson, suddenly woke up from her dream after receiving instructions.

She hurriedly found the young men she often hired to whistle, and then went from house to house to call all the men who took over the job during the day.

She carried a sedan to the riverside, stuffed the drenched bride into the sedan, and carried her all the way.

Ye Qingru was washed up by the water, and she was still alive.