Rebirth of the fire-baked concubine

Chapter 1577
"Qi'er, don't worry, my grandmother will definitely make them pay the price for those who hurt you and your mother back then. My grandmother will definitely help you regain your status and identity."

"En." Dao nodded with red eyes, held Mrs. Xiahou's hand, and said in a hoarse voice, "Grandma, don't worry, I will avenge my mother."

Seeing that Mrs. Xiahou was going to be sad again, Yun Jingchu hurriedly said, "Brother Xuanyuan, quickly remove the disguise from your face and let the old lady take a look."

"Okay, grandma, wait a moment." Dao nodded, stood up, put his hands behind his ears, and gently tore off a human skin mask.

Under the mask, a sharp-edged, cold and domineering face was revealed.

Smooth but cold as a knife's eyebrows, a long scar across his stern face from left to right, cold nose like a mountain peak cut by a knife, thin lips tightly pressed...

The members of Xiahou's family looked at such a face, and couldn't recover for a long time... This face, at first glance, looks like rolling in the dead for a long time, vicissitudes, cruelty... and that scar...

The others are fine, but the old man and the old lady are so distressed that they can't speak.

Yun Jingchu smiled slightly at what the people of Xiahou's family were thinking, and said, "Old master, old lady, this is not Brother Xuanyuan's true face, and the disguise has not been removed..."

The old man Xiahou, the old lady, Xiahoujing and Xiahouan all looked at Yun Jingchu in surprise, only Xiahouhong looked at Yun Jingchu with the look of "as expected".

"Yes, it will take a while." Dao nodded to everyone, echoing Yun Jingchu.

Then, he took out a porcelain bottle from his sleeve, and poured all the liquid in it onto a white silk handkerchief. After it was completely soaked, he sat back on the chair, raised his face, and applied the handkerchief to his face...

"This disguise has been going on for many years, and I need to wait for a cup of tea, everyone, please be patient..." Yun Jingchu explained.

"Okay, okay..." Hearing Yun Jingchu's voice, the old man Xiahou and the old lady put away their eager eyes, took their eyes away from the knife, and looked at Yun Jingchu.

The old man and the old lady chatted with Yun Jingchu, Baili Wushang, and Wu Jiu while waiting for Dao to remove the disguise. Of course, their chats were all about Dao.

The time for a cup of tea passes slowly...

The knife peeled off the silk handkerchief on the face, then stretched his hand behind the ear, and pulled it lightly again, this time, tore off a mask as thin as a silkworm's wing...

Everyone in the room looked at him in unison, and then Qiqi's eyes lit up...

Even Yun Jingchu, who was mentally prepared, couldn't help being stunned.

I saw that the face after removing the disguise was like jade, his eyes were like ancient wells, his nose was like a knife cut, his face was sharp and angular, he was a handsome man.Although the outline is very similar to the appearance just now, it is less vicissitudes and more noble and elegant than the appearance just now, but the cold temperament is still the same...

The old man Xiahou and the old lady looked at the knife, with tears in their eyes, they couldn't help nodding...

"Father, mother, my son sees that Qi'er's appearance combines all the advantages of the emperor and Lan'er, and is very handsome." Xia Houhong had a gratified smile on his face.

"That's right, Qi'er's appearance is seven or eight points like Emperor Ao Xing, and only two points between his eyebrows are like Lan'er." Xia Houjing also had an excited face, and objectively evaluated.

(End of this chapter)