Reborn in the Water Margin as emperor, built tanks to level the world

Those eyes that were constantly shining showed another kind of look at this moment:

"Yuan Nu, do you know why your appearance has hardly changed in the past 20 years as a teacher?"

Zhao Yuannu stared blankly at Song Hongyan's delicate face. After looking at it for a long time, he slowly said:

"Isn't this the master's merit that has reached the state of transformation and has the effect of maintaining youth forever?"

Song Hongyan smiled bitterly:

"Silly boy, although Master has reached that level, there is still a long way to go before he can remain young forever."

Zhao Yuannu frowned slightly:

"Then this, this is..."

Song Hongyan's face was dull, and then she reached out her hand and gently pulled behind the ear.

After a while, most of the human skin mask was torn off from his face.

In this way, let's take a look at the right half of Song Hongyan's face.

Although it is no longer as smooth and delicate as before, it can still be said to be fair and pleasant.

But looking at the other cheek, Zhao Yuannu, who was used to seeing wind and waves, couldn't help but be shocked at this moment!

He was so excited that he almost fell off the chair.

There were actually three deep knife marks there, as if the bones had already been seen!

When people look at it, they can't help but feel deep fear in their hearts.

Unable to bear it, his eyes were filled with countless tears.

At this moment, Zhao Yuannu, who was trying not to cry, wanted to reach out and touch Song Hongyan's scar.

But I still don't have the courage.

When Song Hongyan put the human skin mask back on her face.

Zhao Yuannu's pale cheeks had just regained a trace of blood.

But her words were still full of pain and anger:

"Master, are these the men who hurt you and made you like this?"

Song Hongyan slowly shook her head:

"No."

"After I was repeatedly deceived and betrayed by those men, I was so angry that I cut it out with a knife."

As soon as Song Hongyan finished speaking, Zhao Yuannu took a breath of air.

His face was full of disbelief:

"Master, why did master do this in the first place?"

The expression on Song Hongyan's face couldn't help but become more gloomy:

"Just so that I can have a longer memory, use these wounds to clarify my will, and from then on I will fight those stinky men to death."

"Every time I want to give up, my teacher will touch these wounds with his hands."

"Because of this, I have been able to carry out the plan I had in mind over the years."

"If not for this, how could we have created such a huge family fortune today?"

When Song Hongyan looked at Zhao Yuannu sitting opposite again, her face had just become a little gentler:

"Yuannu, you are kind-hearted by nature. In the days to come, you must never go back to the old path of being a teacher. You were deceived by those stinky men and regretted for the rest of your life, you know?"

A complex expression suddenly appeared in Zhao Yuannu's eyes.

But immediately, she covered it up:

"Disciple, disciple knows."

After Song Hongyan received a positive answer from Zhao Yuannu, she closed her eyes slightly and nodded:

"After our plan is successfully implemented, it won't take a hundred years for there to be almost no man in the Song Dynasty."

"Master We believe that a country built only by us women is the most peaceful, the most hopeful, and the most loving."

"So, when you are ready, go and see that brat Zhao Ji."

"Ask him whether he will obey or not?"

"If you don't obey, there will be no point in that brat staying here any longer. It's better to kill him and bury him as soon as possible."

"Don't waste the food we have here!"

Zhao Yuannu nodded frequently to Song Hongyan, but there was always an inexplicable and complicated look on his face.

Just as he was about to leave here, he suddenly felt his stomach churn.

Tan opened his mouth and almost spit it out.

Song Hongyan looked at her beloved disciple's pitiful expression with furrowed brows and tears in her eyes. She couldn't help but stepped forward and asked:

"Yuannu, you, what's wrong with you?"

"Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere in your body?"

Zhao Yuannu quickly shook his head:

"No, it might be my disciple. I came back from running around all night a few days ago. He must be tired on the road."

"That's why I feel..."

Before Zhao Yuannu could finish these words, he felt his stomach churn again.

Although she was suppressing it as much as possible at this moment.

But that feeling is like nature.

No matter how much Zhao Yuannu suppressed him from now on, he just couldn't control it.

As Zhao Yuannu vomited, her cheeks turned pale.

It seemed that at that moment, the whole person's state was not right.

When Song Hongyan first saw Zhao Yuannu in this situation, all she felt in her heart was constant worry.

But gradually, Song Hongyan had another idea in her mind:

Is it possible...

Is this girl pregnant?

The more Song Hongyan thought like this, the more fierce and fierce her eyes became when she looked at Zhao Yuannu.

At the end, Zhao Yuannu looked at him so hard that his heart was lifted tightly into his throat:

"Master, master, master, what are you doing? Why are you looking at your disciple like that?"

Song Hongyan's face was still as gloomy as before:

"Yuannu, tell the truth to Master."

"Did you lose your virginity to those stinky men when you were in that brothel?"

Suddenly, Zhao Yuannu's breathing stopped.

Immediately afterwards, he shook his head frequently:

"No, no, Master doesn't have it."

"Well, that senior brother, that senior brother has always been by my disciple's side."

"If there really is such a thing, how could Senior Brother not know about it?"

"If Senior Brother knew about it, how could he not tell Master about it when he came back?"

Although Zhao Yuannu was already trying his best to explain at this time.

But the deep meaning on Song Hongyan's face never faded from the beginning to the end.

I don't know how long it took.

Just when Zhao Yuannu couldn't stand the pressure from Song Hongyan's eyes, Song Hongyan suddenly stood up from her chair.

After a while, he arrived behind Zhao Yuannu.

Then, she gently put one of her hands on Zhao Yuannu's shoulder.

At this moment, Song Hongyan's voice was not only slightly hoarse, but also very deep:

"Original slave, think about how those stinky men insulted Master and betrayed Master. You must have heard about it from the mouths of other fellow apprentices and sisters."

"Even so, I think you, the original slave, must also know that my teacher hates those stinky men, and my hatred has reached the point where it penetrates deep into my bones."