Chapter 223 The Beautiful Wife Given by God
"Look carefully at my face."
Bai Moyan raised his head, allowing her to clearly see the crisscrossing scars on his face. The longest one even stretched from his brow bone to the corner of his mouth.
Ugly and horrible.
Su Cheng's breath was choked, and he subconsciously took two steps back.
Bai Moyan noticed her little action. He laughed at himself, covered himself with the black scarf again, and turned into an inconspicuous servant in Zuixianlou again, then turned and left.
"Feel sorry."
Bai Moyan's body half turned sideways, and he froze for a moment after hearing the words. He turned around in confusion, as if wondering why she was apologizing to him.
Su Cheng pursed her lips, her eyes flickered, and she raised her head, looking him straight in the eye. "I was unprepared just now, so I apologize for being rude."
Bai Moyan stared at her for a long while, his expression unchanged, "It's okay, your reaction is normal."
After he finished speaking, he turned sideways again, preparing to leave the private room.
"Please stay, my lord."
He tried to leave three times and tried to keep her three times. Bai Moyan's eyes were as dark as ink. He glanced back at her without any emotion.
Su Cheng's brows furrowed slightly, and Rong Qingsheng's hopeful eyes flashed through her mind. She spoke slowly, "The princess thought you died in the northwest, and she wanted to follow you several times. But because of your last words, she persevered until now. Now that you two have reunited, if she can't get a reason, she'll probably die with grievances."
Bai Moyan looked at her deeply and said in a low voice, "You saw me with your own eyes, can't you guess the reason?"
"Back then, I couldn't escape. I was kidnapped by the Northwestern bastards and taken back to their tent. I was tortured to the point where I looked like neither a human nor a ghost." Bai Moyan smiled, his eyes full of self-mockery. "I've been lingering on for all these years. I might as well just die."
"She's a princess, a daughter of gold, how could she marry a monster like me?"
Bai Moyan raised his eyes, staring into hers, and whispered, "Please tell her to forget what happened in the past."
Su Cheng looked at him for a long while, then suddenly laughed, "I never thought that the dignified Prince Wuping, a man of great influence back then, would turn out to be such a coward."
Bai Moyan turned his head when he heard the voice, his eyes as calm as a deep pool, "What do you mean by that?"
"For the princess, you weren't even afraid of death, yet you selfishly thought she would give up because of your disfigurement." Su Cheng's lips curved slightly, and she looked at him with a half-smile. "The princess risked her life to escape from the northwest back to Daqi, and all she cared about was the love between you two."
"You rescued her from the fire, and then cruelly abandoned her. If you're not a coward, what are you?"
Bai Moyan opened his thin lips slightly, wanting to prove himself, but he didn't know where to start his argument, "I... I'm just afraid of Rong Qing..."
"Have you ever asked her in person?" Su Cheng's face darkened, his tone unkind. "A mouth is for speaking. If you have time to sit here and complain, why not stand before the princess and ask her? It's such a simple matter, why are you making such a fuss for half your life?"
"You're so timid, you're not like a man at all." Su Cheng rolled his eyes at him, feeling dissatisfied and muttering softly, "If you really had no expectations in your heart, why did you risk your life to escape back to the capital?"
Bai Moyan lowered his head, staring at his toes, his hands hanging on both sides of his body trembling slightly.
Although his appearance is now completely ruined, he doesn't care about the strange and disgusted looks from others.
But Rong Qing is different...
She used to like this face of hers the most.
But what the girl said was not wrong. If he could not hear the answer from his sweetheart with his own ears, he was afraid that he would live in a nightmare for the rest of his life.
"Please, young lady... arrange for me to meet Rong Qing..."
Outside Zuixian Tower, the master and his servants were waiting at the door.
Looking at the man groveling and asking the shopkeeper for permission to leave, Qingshuang frowned, not believing her eyes. "Miss, is that really the Marquis of Wuping?"
"It's absolutely genuine." Su Cheng glanced at her and couldn't help but feel a little amused. "Why are you asking that?"
Qing Shuang shook her head, a trace of regret in her eyes, "I have heard more or less about the achievements of this prince in the past, but they are very different from what they are now."
"That's the Marquis of Wuping's son, the most gifted of the younger generation." Cai Lian exaggeratedly explained to her master in a low voice, "A young general with illustrious military achievements, he helped Daqi recover lost territory. With him, the Marquis of Wuping's mansion would surely prosper for a hundred years. It's a pity that he asked to go to the northwest to escort his bride at such a young age, and now when we meet again, he's become like this."
Su Cheng raised his eyes and looked towards Zuixianlou. Seeing the man inside bowing and thanking the shopkeeper, he felt a lot of emotions in his heart.
If it weren't for the conspirators Qinwang and Xibei, Bai Moyan might have already become a royal consort and married his beloved woman in a grand ceremony. Maybe even his child would have been old enough to go to school.
Bai Moyan is a rising star in Daqi, with a promising future. Unfortunately...
"young married woman!"
A man's voice came from not far away. Su Cheng subconsciously looked up, only to see a man in gorgeous clothes and a jade crown rushing towards her, opening his arms to hug her.
Fortunately, Qing was quick-witted and grabbed the back of his collar and swung it hard.
The man was caught off guard for a moment, stumbled a few steps, and fell to the ground, his arm scraped, but he didn't feel any pain at all. He was still smiling at Su Cheng, and kept shouting, "Wife... Such a beautiful wife..."
As he spoke, a string of crystal tears flowed from the corner of his mouth.
Su Cheng frowned, his eyes flashing with solemnity and panic, "Who is he?"
The two maids didn't know his identity and shook their heads.
"Wife." The man stood up shakily and pretended to pounce on Su Cheng again.
The commotion here was quite big and attracted the attention of many people.
Su Cheng's heart sank as he vaguely guessed his identity. "He is the prince of the Marquis of Changning, Qin Mingchuan."
The legendary foolish prince.
"Wife...Wife..." Qin Mingchuan pouted and looked at the two maids standing in front of him with dissatisfaction, "Get out of here! I want to find my wife!"
"How dare you!" Qing Shuang noticed the gazes of the people around him and his face turned extremely ugly. "What are you yelling about? We don't even know you!"
"You're talking nonsense!" Qin Mingchuan rummaged through his pockets for a long time before finally pulling out a painting. His gaze flickered between the portrait and Su Cheng's face, and he grinned, "This is my wife, the beautiful wife God has given me..."
Don't look at how noisy he is, but he may not even know what a wife is.
"Wife, come with me... Let's go... fight crickets..."
Qin Mingchuan chuckled and stretched out his dark hand again, trying to grab the corner of Su Cheng's clothes.
Su Cheng took two steps back and distanced himself from him calmly.
Qing Shuang grabbed his wrist, twisted it hard behind his back, and shouted, "Where did you come from, you bastard? You dare to humiliate my young lady? Do you want to die?"
Qin Mingchuan screamed in pain from his shoulder and started crying like a naughty child, "Help... Wife, help me..."
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