C30 Endogeny

Seeing her firm expression, Zheng Yunmei nodded in satisfaction.

Tang Lingxi was originally calm and spirited, so she taught Tang Lingxi the basics of cleaning and nursing before she began to practice her physique.

"Pressing the leg." Zheng Yunmei slapped Tang Lingxi's leg with the feather duster.

"No no no no, the wound's cracked, aiyo, it hurts." Tang Lingxi cried out.

Zheng Yunmei panicked. She didn't look like she was faking it. Besides, Tang Lingxi had just recovered. Although she was invited by the East Tomb Northern Chen, it would not be a small matter if Tang Lingxi was injured.

"Why don't we take a break?" Jiang Meili urged in a worried tone.

Zheng Yunmei felt her heart soften. Just as she reached out to help Tang Lingxi up, she heard a familiar voice at the door.

"Where did it crack? Let me see."

Dong Ling Bei Chen!

Tang Lingxi frowned and cursed inwardly. She was about to succeed!

When he looked back, he saw Dongling Bei Chen walking in. Today, he was wearing a casual shirt. It was clean and white, and his face was clear and bright.

Tang Lingxi intentionally looked at the collar and cuffs of his white shirt. It was spotless.

Her mother used to say, "To look at a man is to see if his collar is dry or not."

But in a flash, Tang Lingxi thought, at most this rich person would just wear dirty clothes and go buy another one. How could she tell how good his nature was!

"The wound's split open?" Dongling Northern Chen approached and asked.

"No need, no need, no need …" Tang Lingxi quickly reacted and waved her hand.

"If the wound is broken, you have to take a good look at it to avoid serious injuries."

Dongling Northern Chen was very serious. Even though he knew that she was playing a little trick, he didn't expose her. His concerned mood was clear as day.

"That's right. Seeing how much Mister Dongling cares about you, Miss Lingxi will take a look. If it's serious, you should at least look at the doctor." Zheng Yunmei also chimed in from the side.

Tang Lingxi's small face fell, but she couldn't help but put on a grateful expression.

"I'll rest, I'll rest well."

Seeing that she had compromised, the Northern ChenChen of the Eastern Mountains didn't pursue the matter any further. Instead, he walked to the side with Zheng Yunmei and exchanged a few words. Zheng Yunmei nodded, packed her things, and left.

Before she left, she turned around and sweetly said to Tang Lingxi, "Miss Lingxi, I'll see you in a while."

See you?

Tang Lingxi even thought that this woman's performance wasn't good and that she was fired by the Dongling Northern Chen Clan!

Seeing that it was already 8 AM, the Northern ChenChen of the East Tomb Range ordered Zhou Ling Chen to buy breakfast and bring it to him.

Tang Lingxi was already hungry. When she saw the breakfast, she pounced on it like a hungry tiger pouncing on its prey.

Seeing that Tang Lingxi had been pulled, Jiang Meili also obediently stood to the side without moving.

Tang Lingxi turned around and saw the indecisiveness on the face of the Northern ChenChen. She quickly stood up and lowered her head to look at him. She then carefully took a few steps and sat down at the table.

Only then did the Northern ChenChen of the Eastern Mountains nod his head and sit down beside her. Only then did Jiang Meili hurriedly run towards the dining table. When he was glared at by the Northern ChenChen of the Eastern Mountains, he immediately sat down like a lady.

Tang Lingxi pouted. No matter what, Jiang Meili was bound to be restricted!

She pursed her lips. The injuries from a few days ago were still somewhat pale, like apricot flowers after the spring rain. They had a faint red hue and a transparent white hue, but they gave people a sense of pity.

When he thought here, he personally brought a bowl of porridge to Tang Lingxi.

Tang Lingxi was so shocked that her mouth was wide open. She was flattered.

"Thank you, thank you."

Dongling Northern Chen smiled and turned to Jiang Meili, saying, "Miss Jiang, after you."

"Alright, alright." Jiang Meili snapped out of her daze and hurriedly nodded.

Tang Lingxi was about to take big gulps from her bowl, but thinking about the porridge on her back, she decided to take small sips from her spoon.

There was a smile in the eyes of the Northern ChenChen of the East Tomb, as expected, it was not bad.

Her skin was as smooth and tender as fresh peach. Her long eyelashes flickered as she ate the porridge with a snow-white neck and a round nose.

"It seems like Mei-jie's makeup is pretty good."

"Nonsense, it's because I found it hard to give up on my natural beauty!"

Tang Lingxi protested as she slammed the table.

Jiang Meili raised her head and looked at her in shock.

Tang Lingxi was also frightened by the crisp sound of the spoon hitting the table. Her hand trembled and the bowl fell to the floor.

"Aiya!"

Tang Lingxi sprung up from her seat and wiped the table with a napkin.

The Northern ChenChen of the Eastern Tombs inexplicably sighed.

Sure enough, he still could not change her decision. The hope he had for her was simply too great.

After the meal, Jiang Meili could not see any expression on Dongling Bei Chen's face, so he had long since slipped away and hid in his room.

Tang Lingxi wanted to call out to her, but she closed the door without looking back. She had no choice but to give up.

Tang Lingxi turned around with a smile on her face, thinking that she still had a master that wasn't easy to service.

"Your injuries …"

"My injuries are fine!" Tang Lingxi spoke with righteousness.

"Open."

"What!?"

Tang Lingxi clutched her chest. This person couldn't be thinking of taking advantage of her wounds to look like a fish, right?

Seeing the disgust on her face, Dongling Northern Chen frowned.

Previously, when she took the initiative to seduce him, she hadn't seen anything like this.

"Open!" The tone of the Northern ChenChen of the East Tomb was getting more serious.

Tang Lingxi pursed her lips and reluctantly opened the hem of her shirt, revealing the gauze at her waist.

The gunshot wound was not far from the rose tattoo from before. For some reason, when he saw the two scars, a strange feeling surged from his heart, making him unable to breathe.

"This wound, how long has it been?"

The tone of the Northern ChenChen from the East Tomb was somewhat gloomy. When she suddenly heard it, Tang Lingxi thought she had misheard. That sentence seemed to contain a lot of concern and heartache.

Did I hear wrong?

"Seven or eight years." Tang Lingxi put down her clothes and calmly looked at the ornate chandelier above her head.

He had overheard that his father and Dongling Nan Jing were looking for Tang Lingxi. Since he didn't have any feelings for women, he naturally wouldn't remember that face.

But the only thing he remembered was that beautiful rose, which covered up the hideous scar.

As if possessed by demons and gods, the Northern ChenChen actually stretched out his hand and touched the bright-red petal.

Tang Lingxi seemed to be frozen in place and couldn't move at all.

His mind buzzed, but when he thought about it carefully, there was nothing.

He, he, he …

The Northern ChenChen of the East Tomb was gently stroking the petals, as if twisting a real rose, concentrating and loving.

Tang Lingxi's face flushed red as she gritted her teeth and turned her head to the side.

At this time, even Tang Lingxi, who was used to having no face, could feel that the atmosphere was unusual.

"I have a scar too."

After a long time, the Northern ChenChen of the East Mausoleum of Books slowly spoke.

Only then did Tang Lingxi turn her head to look at him. She didn't think that he would meet a pair of bright eyes. Those eyes were like a whirlpool after the storm as they deeply stirred her, almost causing her to break apart.

"You have scars, really?"

Tang Lingxi hadn't thought that such a grand character dressed in luxurious clothing would have such a scar?

Could he have eaten both black and white, and then been wounded during the spy shootings?

Just look at the time when Zhou Ling was holding a gun and pointing it at him. He could tell that the possession of a gun was against the law, and it was meant to be shot!

They play with guns like toys, no scars?

And the first time they met, he could knock him down with a single kick. Was it also because there was a wound there?

But their family was so rich, with scars to perform surgery on, a few seconds of fun, completely restored smooth and tender small skin ah!

Unlike him, his mother had no money after the injury and had to let the wound heal. The doctors said that the scar could not be removed for more than 20 years.

"Where's your scar? Could it be that when I kicked your waist last time, it was like that? "

When the Northern Chens heard her talk about that, their faces sank.

Tang Lingxi knew that she was in the wrong so she could only take care of him and take his shirt off.

It was only fair to do it once in a while!