As soon as Xu Ruan entered the courtyard, he saw the wounds on Qiao Zhen's face. No one knew better than him how much Qiao Zhen cared about her appearance. He immediately tore off a piece of cloth to help stop the bleeding. "Princess, your face... I will take you to see a doctor."
Qiao Zhen stopped Xu Ruankuang's movements. She walked up to Lu Yuanchuan, removed her hand from the wound, looked down at the bright red blood on her palm, and then looked at Lu Yuanchuan again. "Let's settle this today, Lu Yuanchuan. Between me and Lin Yuyun, who do you choose?"
Lu Yuanchuan turned his head away to avoid Qiao Zhen's gaze.
Tears streamed down Qiao Zhen's face and onto her wound. Today, she truly understood the pain of rubbing salt into a wound. "Fine, so be it. A short pain is worse than a long one. Lu Yuanchuan, remember this: today, this princess no longer wants you! Today, we—" She suddenly drew the long sword from Xu Ruankuang's waist, then cut off a lock of her long hair, saying each word clearly, "One, cut, in, two."
"Ah Kuang, let's go!" Qiao Zhen led Xu Ruan Kuang away. She did not return to the princess's residence, but instead squatted in an alley and cried bitterly.
Xu Ruankuang was heartbroken by Lu Yuanchuan's cries. He was at a loss, and he wanted nothing more than to tear Lu Yuanchuan to pieces. Xu Ruankuang gripped the hilt of his sword tightly, the veins on the back of his hand bulging menacingly. "Princess, I will go and avenge you!"
Qiao Zhen hurriedly grabbed Xu Ruankuang, sobbing as she said, "No, you mustn't go. I said I'd cut all ties with him. If you go and cause him trouble again, wouldn't that be embarrassing for me?" She seemed to be talking to herself, "Let's go. Take me to see the wound on my face first. As long as I'm still beautiful, I can choose any of the thousands of men in this world."
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