C6 (2/2)

Zhou Leping pulled up his clothes, and let out a heavy sigh, ”At that time, his face was much more terrifying than it is now, even the military doctor was scared when he saw it.

At that time, she had wholeheartedly wanted revenge and military exploits. She had cast all her love aside and felt regretful for a while. Afterwards, she didn't care about it anymore.

But now, he couldn't just ignore it.

Back then, the military doctor didn't say that he couldn't cure her, so he gave her a prescription to apply a thick layer of herbal medicine on her face every day. He also said that she should try her best to avoid sunburn, not to mention getting angry.

However, she was a general. Leading soldiers to war was her duty. Every day, she would either train outside or cut people on the battlefield to set a trap for her. How could she not be angry? Calm? She couldn't do any of these things.

However, from Zhu Guanliang's tone, he only said that it was difficult, and did not say that it could not be recovered.

Zhu Guanliang mustered up his courage and pinched her face, inspecting it carefully, ”I can't guarantee that I can cure the general's face either. After all, two years have already passed, so I can only try my best.”

Zhou Leping had hope, he slapped his hands together, ”If you can cure my face, this general will reward you handsomely!”

Zhu Guanliang's expression became stiff, and without batting an eyelid, he pulled out his hand, ”But General, it's best not to have too much hope, otherwise when the time comes … ”Sad, sad, sad.”

”This general believes in you. You've even cured this general of his poison. A small matter like this shouldn't be too difficult for you.”

Just based on Zhou Leping's military achievements before he met her, he respected her as a hero. Even men might not be able to achieve what she did, but with her abilities, other than leading troops, the most important thing was her intelligence. She was a good general.

But other than that, as a woman, she was indeed incredibly stupid.

A man's love for women was nothing more than three points. One was his appearance, another was his figure, and the third was his character. These three points accounted for fifty percent of his appearance, thirty percent of his physique, and only twenty percent of his character.

There was no man who would want to marry a woman who had achieved great war merits, and would discuss about the world with him all day long. If this woman had a beautiful appearance, perhaps they could consider disregarding her uninteresting appearance, but if she looked like Zhou Leping, it would be hard to accept.

But for Zhou Leping, being unable to cure it was one thing, being able to cure it was another. Zhu Guanliang did not want to ruin his mood, so he agreed.