After hearing Murong Fu's words, Ling Shuanghua felt a little better. Although she didn't understand the wonders of inner strength, she thought she would be able to save Brother Ding's life.
Then he pointed to the table and chair next to him and said, "Master, please have a seat." He then poured Murong Fu a cup of tea.
Seeing her calm and calm look, Murong Fu was slightly surprised, "Aren't you afraid that I will hurt you?"
Ling Shuanghua said calmly: "If the young master wants to harm me, I have no power to resist. If the young master does not harm me, he is naturally a guest and should treat me with courtesy."
In my heart, I thought, if he wants to be rude to me, I will wait for an opportunity to kill myself, and I must not let him succeed.
Murong Fu smiled and said, "It's hard to say. The girl is extremely beautiful, and I might be interested in her."
Ling Shuanghua's face turned slightly red and she said angrily: "Mr. Murong, please be careful what you say. The integrity of your daughter's family name is as important as her life."
There is still something unsaid in my heart. You broke into a woman's boudoir in the middle of the night and your words were so frivolous. You are simply a thief.
Murong Fu's face became solemn, "Then I won't waste my time. To put it simply, I owe Ding Dian some love. I wanted to still be with him, but he didn't believe me."
"I came to you just now. It must be the same with you as with him. If you have any problems, just tell me."
Ling Shuanghua was confused by what she heard. She only understood that Brother Ding didn't believe this person, so she looked at Murong Fu with doubts in her eyes and asked, "What kind of love is this? Why doesn't Brother Ding... no?"
I believe you?"
Murong Fu rolled his eyes at her, "He was insidiously poisoned by your father. No one will believe him now. As for this romantic relationship, it's a long story."
"Back then, he received the Divine Illumination Sutra from Mei Niansheng, and I happened to hear it. This Divine Illumination Sutra had helped me a lot. Mei Niansheng is dead, so this favor is naturally attributed to him."
Thinking of Brother Ding being framed by his father, Ling Shuanghua's face darkened. Hearing what Murong Fu said next, he looked at him strangely and thought: "Eavesdropping is just eavesdropping. What does it mean to just happen to hear it?"
However, she believed Murong Fu's words. After thinking for a long time, Ling Shuanghua sighed, "Thank you for your kindness, sir. It's just a little girl's problem, and I can't help you."
"How do you know I can't solve it if you don't tell me!"
Ling Shuanghua shook her head, "I will never be able to meet Brother Ding again in this life. I also ask the young master to tell Brother Ding that he should live well."
"I can directly take action and send you two away!"
"No, that's not possible. I swore before my mother's death that I would never see Brother Ding again. Otherwise, my mother would be tortured by evil spirits every day in the afterlife. Besides, I can't bear to let my father stay here alone."
Murong Fu was disdainful. There were several ways to solve this kind of problem. It was in vain that Ding Dian possessed peerless martial arts, but he stupidly killed Ling Shuanghua and himself.
Thinking of how Ling Shuanghua would disfigure Ding Dian in the future, Murong Fu suddenly felt regretful, his mind turned, and he said, "I heard that your father is going to betroth you to someone else?"
Ling Shuanghua was stunned, "How do you know?"
"Didn't I tell you that I heard it?"
Ling Shuanghua was puzzled. Her father had only told her about this. How did Master Murong know about it? But when she thought of Ding Dian, Ling Shuanghua said decisively:
"I will never do anything to be sorry for Brother Ding. The worst... the worst is not to have this face."
Murong Fu thought for a while and said: "Miss Ling, I will give you two choices. One is that I can find a way to get your father to agree to your being with Ding Dian; the other is that I can save you from the trouble of forced marriage. You choose one."
Bar."
"Can you prevent me from being forced into marriage by my father?" Ling Shuanghua's tone was full of surprise.
Murong Fu nodded, "Believe it or not, sometimes the opportunity to change your life is right in front of you, it just depends on whether you choose it or not."
Ling Shuanghua heard what he said seemed reasonable. She frowned and thought for a while and said, "If the young master can help me avoid the trouble of forced marriage, I will be very grateful."
Murong Fu Yiqi asked, "Why didn't you choose the first one?"
Ling Shuanghua sighed, "My father looks down on Brother Ding and thinks he has disgraced the Ling family. He will never allow me to marry him."
"Unless the method you mentioned is to force him with his life, how can I make you do such a thing? In that case, even if you can pass dad's test, I won't be able to pass my own test."
Murong Fu couldn't laugh or cry. Should he praise her for being smart or say she was smart? However, he did admire her filial piety. Since it was her own choice, Murong Fu didn't force it.
"Okay, I can teach you a disguise technique that will make your face look disfigured, and you will no longer have to worry about forced marriage."
"Disguise?"
"Yes, although you can't disguise yourself as someone else, you can still make a few fake scars on your face."
This disguise technique was invented by A'Zhu. Murong Fu also wanted to use the disguise technique to disguise himself as the emperor of a certain country and directly control the court. However, a person's appearance can change, but his breath, habits and physical characteristics can also change.
No.
If you are in front of experts or people close to you, you can't hide your disguise for a long time, and it is impossible to control the court.
Of course, Murong Fu would not hand over the core technology to Ling Shuanghua. This technology might be of great use in the future.
Ling Shuanghua thought for a while and understood what Murong Fu meant. Her father wanted to cling to the powerful, and those princes and nobles also liked her face. If her appearance was no longer good, they would definitely not be forced into marriage by her father again.
Now the method that Mr. Murong said does not require actual disfigurement, but can also avoid forced marriage. It is the best of both worlds, so I immediately agreed.
Murong Fu continued: "But Miss Ling must remember not to let others know about this, not even the personal maid!" After thinking for some reason, Murong Fu added: "Including Ding Dian!"
Ling Shuanghua asked in confusion: "Why?"
"Think about it, with your brother Ding's character, his moody and angry expressions, he will definitely show his flaws to your father. Then wouldn't all the previous efforts be wasted?"
Ling Shuanghua nodded, "Please also ask Mr. Murong to teach me!"
Murong Fu immediately told her the secret of the art of disguise and started to disguise herself on her face. The supple skin and smooth touch made Murong Fu feel a little distraught.
Murong Fu didn't know how to appreciate chrysanthemums, and he didn't understand what it means to be "as pale as a chrysanthemum", but his face was indeed elegant and beautiful.
Ling Shuanghua's face was flushed, but seeing that Murong Fu looked like a gentleman, and considering her own appearance, she forced herself to hold back her shyness and let Murong Fu mess with her face.
Half an hour later, Ling Shuanghua looked at herself in the mirror. The scary scars on her face, which were both horizontal and vertical, with flailing muscles, seemed to be real. She couldn't help but reach out and touch them.
Murong Fu grabbed her hand and said, "No, the disguise has just been completed. Don't touch it, otherwise the disguise will fail."