Lu Zhiqing's screams made several other people in the room frown involuntarily, and they all walked to Lu Zhiqing's side. Seeing Lu Zhiqing's desperate and frightened expression, they felt a sharp pain in their hearts like a knife.
"Qing'er..."
Just as Ye Lianrong called her name, she saw Lu Zhiqing frantically pushing everything on the table to the ground. Lu Zhiqing threw the mirror to the ground with all her strength and shouted: "This is not true! This is not me, this is not me.
!”
"Qing'er, calm down." Ye Shengnan hugged Lu Zhiqing and calmed her down. "Listen to uncle, he won't let anything happen to you."
Although Ye Shengnan said big words, the two shocking scars on Lu Zhiqing's face could not be erased and disappeared. Lu Zhiqing lay in Ye Shengnan's arms and cried bitterly. If she had to live with this face in the future,
If so, she would rather die!
Lu Zhiqing cried loudly, which made people feel sad. But after crying, he still had to face what he had to face. Lu Zhiqing was supported by Ye Lianrong and lay back on the bed. He held Ye Lianrong's hand uneasily.
Lu Zhiqing spoke helplessly and softly, asking: "Mom... can my face be saved?"
Facing her daughter's pitiful expression, Ye Lianrong didn't know how to answer her. Ye Lianrong held Lu Zhiqing's cold hand and smiled forcefully. Before she could say anything, she heard Lu Zhiqing continue: "Mom, I don't want to be beaten by others.
Look down on me, don’t be bullied by Lu Zhiyao. Please help me..."
"Mom, you won't let anyone bully you. Take good care of yourself and be obedient."
Lu Zhiqing always loves beauty, and having her appearance ruined is more important to her than anything else. After Lu Zhiqing's mood stabilized a little, Ye Lianrong came to the yard with Ye Shengnan with a sad look on her face, and whispered
future plans.
"I'll find a way to find other imperial doctors to come and show Qing'er a look." Ye Shengnan looked at Ye Lianrong solemnly, and his heart was already in a mess. Because at the moment, in addition to Lu Zhiqing's matter, he also had to worry about Fei Lianrong.
Things at Helou. "I have to leave first. If you want to find me, ask Yuechan to inform me."
After Ye Shengnan finished speaking, she left, leaving Ye Lianrong standing there alone and continuing to sigh.
Some people are happy and some are sad. Lu Zhiqing has become like this. Naturally, Lu Zhiyao is happy. Everyone in the Prime Minister's Office knows this. After all, everyone knows how Lu Zhiqing bullied Lu Zhiyao before.
.And those who are worried, besides Lu Zhiqing and Ye Lianrong, are also the Seventh Prince who is implicated, Lin Yixiang.
Lin Yixiang looked at Lin Yichen in front of him with a stiff expression. He was stunned for a long time before slowly reflecting.
"Really?" Lin Yixiang spoke in a low voice, and asked with a bit of disbelief and confusion: "Shall I marry Lu Zhiqing?"
"Otherwise?" Lin Yichen glanced sideways at Lin Yixiang and smiled coldly. "Can I really marry an ugly guy and come back as the crown prince?"
Lu Zhiqing's appearance was ruined, and she no longer thought about the position of Crown Princess. But now that Lin Yinan and the Prime Minister are getting closer and closer, this good man cannot let Lin Yinan do everything by himself.
"Anyway, you don't have a wife or concubines now, so isn't Xia Yao dead long ago?" Lin Yichen's eyes flashed coldly, as if Lin Yixiang would not end well if he shook his head and refused.
Lin Yixiang and Lin Yichen looked at each other, clenching their teeth secretly. Lin Yixiang had no other choice but to agree. The prince specifically asked him to say this. I am afraid it was not only the prince's intention, but also the queen's. Lu Zhiqing was like a hot potato now.
, and he was the one who was unlucky enough to catch her.
"I have already discussed it with my mother, and I will ask my father to issue an order tomorrow to arrange a date for you to marry Lu Zhiqing." Lin Yichen stood up, patted Lin Yixiang's shoulder, and comforted him: "We don't care what you do after you get married.
.Seventh brother, you helped me, I will naturally not forget you in the future."
Lin Yixiang smiled slightly and swallowed all his dissatisfaction. "Everything is at the discretion of the prince."
Lin Yichen left, and Lin Yixiang punched the table next to him in anger. Murderous aura kept swirling in his eyes. After marrying Lu Zhiqing, Lin Yixiang had already imagined how he would be laughed at by others. Trying hard to suppress the resentment in his heart, Lin Yixiang tightened his grip.
Holding both fists, he patiently waited for any movement from the Queen and Prince.
No one knows whether the words "blessing in disguise" are appropriate when applied to Lu Zhiqing. When the imperial edict was sent to the Prime Minister's Mansion, and when the news that Lu Zhiqing was going to marry the seventh prince spread throughout the Prime Minister's Mansion, everyone's first reaction was,
Nothing more than envy of Lu Zhiqing.
Lu Zhiyao sat in the room, listening to the soft discussion between Wan Yue and Yu Die, and sneered without any trace. Lin Yixiang's appearance was dignified, and his face had indeed seduced many women. Including his former self.
Exception. Lu Zhiqing originally liked Lin Yixiang. Now having the emperor as matchmaker can be regarded as a kind of compensation for her ruined appearance, right?
"The second young lady is really lucky. It's a pity that the seventh prince will have to look at her face every day from now on." Wan Yue sighed frankly, making Yu Die slap her hand in dissatisfaction.
"Whether it's good luck or not, we can't tell now." Lu Zhiyao took a sip of tea and looked at the two maids over there with a smile. "If she is still well now, then the prince she should marry is the prince.
, instead of the seventh prince. I think it was the prince who disliked her, so he left her to the seventh prince. The seventh prince picked up things that the prince didn’t want. Even if he really married Lu Zhiqing in a glamorous way, in our opinion
What will happen to her when she disappears?"
After Lu Zhiyao finished speaking, Wan Yue and Yudie looked at each other and quickly understood what Lu Zhiyao meant.
"Regarding Lu Zhiqing's matter, you two had better be stricter. We can only talk about it in this room. When we go outside, no matter who asks, we must pretend not to know. Do you understand?"
"Don't worry, miss, we won't say anything."
Wanyue and Yudie nodded repeatedly and assured Lu Zhiyao. Lu Zhiyao smiled with satisfaction, shook the tea cup in his hand, and whispered: "Some people laughed, some cried, but I didn't expect that things would develop like this.
Look."
Lin Yixiang and Lu Zhiqing came together, which Lu Zhiyao had never thought of before. Thinking of Lin Yixiang's distorted face because he wanted to marry Lu Zhiqing, Lu Zhiyao couldn't restrain his good mood, and the corners of his mouth kept rising slightly.
.
"Miss." Yudie looked at Lu Zhiyao's smile, thought for a while, walked to her side and asked softly: "If the second lady really marries the seventh prince, then... you and the eighth prince
when?"
"I'm not anxious, why are you anxious?" It's not like Lu Zhiyao doesn't understand Yudie's worries. If Lu Zhiqing gets married but there is no news about her, then Ye Lianrong will definitely return to her previous arrogant and domineering appearance, and
Everything you have now will slowly disappear.
Lu Zhiyao stood up and gently tapped Yudie on the head with his hand. Lowering his eyes to hide his uneasiness, Lu Zhiyao walked out of the room, wanting to be alone...
"Mother." Lu Zhiqing, whose face was wrapped in thick gauze, sat next to Ye Lianrong, still asked in disbelief: "Did the emperor really agree to let the seventh prince marry me?"
"How many times have you asked me!" Ye Lianrong was a little annoyed. She glanced sideways at Lu Zhiqing's miserable appearance, and her heart suddenly sank. "That's where the holy edict is, take a look for yourself!"
Lu Zhiqing calmed down after being scolded by Ye Lianrong. But she was still uneasy in her heart. Yuechan who was on the side saw Lu Zhiqing's thoughts and said flatteringly: "Miss, the emperor has already issued the decree, so this is a done deal.
What are you afraid of? Let me see, the seventh prince might have taken a liking to you when he came to our house before! He was just embarrassed to say it before, but now he sees that the lady is injured.
He couldn't bear to see you stay here, so he went to find the emperor."
As soon as Yuechan's words came out, Lu Zhiqing, who already felt good about herself, began to have some fantasies. Ye Lianrong looked at the master and the servant, and opened the door angrily and walked out, leaving the two of them there.
Saying unrealistic things.
It would be fine if the Seventh Prince married Qing'er at another time, but he chose to marry Qing'er at this time, which made Ye Lianrong have to think too much.
"Miss, didn't Madam say that she would find another doctor for you?" Yuechan continued to say nice words to make Lu Zhiqing happy, because when the master was in a bad mood, it was naturally the slaves like them who suffered. "Wait a minute.
You are marrying the Seventh Prince, and the Seventh Prince will definitely help you find a solution. Just have a good rest now and wait until you get married! Look at the Eighth Prince and the eldest lady, although they have been shouting for so long, they are not going to do it now.
Still no movement? I think it’s probably dead.”
Lu Zhiqing felt comfortable after Yuechan's words, so she obediently lay back on the bed to recuperate. Yuechan felt relieved when she saw that Lu Zhiqing would not show any signs of losing her temper today.
After the imperial edict, word spread quickly that the second young lady of the Lu family was going to marry the seventh prince. Before Lu Yuanzheng could take a breath, he was blocked in the mansion by ministers who came to congratulate him one by one. In the eighth prince's mansion,
, everything seems to be no different from usual.
Ling Yi looked at Lin Yinan who looked normal, thought for a long time, and asked aloud: "Master, there is something I don't understand."
"Ask." Lin Yinan had already noticed something was wrong with Ling Yi. A smile flashed across his eyes, and Lin Yinan asked, "Is it from Lu Zhiyao?"
"Yeah." Ling Yi nodded and said puzzledly: "Why does the master want to help her like this? The matter of Feihe Tower, if it wasn't..."
Lin Yinan smiled evilly, looked at Ling Yi, and said leisurely: "Don't you think this Lu Zhiyao is very interesting?"
