"Not allowed?" An Youyou asked.
Thinking it was Xie Qianyun unwilling to let others see her ugliness.
In fact, she had noticed that during the palace banquet, while eating, Xie was always very careful, afraid her veil would fall off.
"No, I'm afraid to scare you," Xie Qianyun said honestly, "The elder princess was scared and stumbled when she first saw my scar. She stayed in the Imperial Palace to recover for a long time before getting better. Youyou, you're pregnant now; you can't get too shocked."
An Youyou smiled.
She knew Xie Qianyun wouldn't be so stubborn.
In her impression, Xie Qianyun was always open and carefree, definitely not constrained by such things.
"Don't worry, I'm brave," An Youyou said firmly.
"Really?"
"Really."
"Alright then," Xie Qianyun didn't hesitate too much and took off her veil.
Beneath the veil, there was indeed a large, uneven scar on the right cheek, its color sharply different from the surrounding skin, truly grotesque at first glance.
