An Qingran smiled: "I'm afraid I'll have to give her a big rant when I get back. Don't worry about her. Her man doesn't make her proud. I can't stand it either."
Think about it, if Dongfang Jin did the same, I would definitely not give her any pastries like An Yanran did. She would probably give her silver needles!
However, Dongfang Ye didn't seem to give up. He kept staring at her face, probably suspecting that she was disfigured. She sat there and thought slowly, and finally came up with an idea. It seemed that if she didn't use some ruthless tactics, there was really no way to force this scoundrel to retreat.
She took off her veil, took out a silver box, picked out some powder from it with a silver tool, and applied it little by little on the red and swollen pimples. After a while, when all the powder was applied, she put the thing away.
Yes, she did all this by herself.
Her face looks disfigured now, but the dosage was just right and she can still recover. However, she did not tell anyone about this, just for the sake of effect. She used this trick to get rid of Lian Jinrong, but she didn't expect that she could also use it to get rid of Dongfang Ye, really killing two birds with one stone.
The next day, Dongfang Ye did not disappoint her at all and came again. Today he brought her pearl powder and other things, as well as some tea and tribute fruits. An Qingran, contrary to her usual behavior, let him in. Dongfang Ye walked into the house happily. He thought that his hard work had finally paid off. He did not wait for anyone to let him in and sat on the chair. The smell of medicine in the room made his heart tighten. She was taking medicine and he didn't know if it was effective. Doctor Zhang said that her face might not be able to recover. He just wanted to know if she could do anything herself.
An Qingran personally brought him a cup of tea: "King Kang, please."
Dongfang Ye was flattered and took a sip: "This tea is really special, and it has the aroma of jasmine."
"Yes, roasted tea leaves are dried together with jasmine petals. I also have lily scented ones. I wonder if King Kang likes them?"
It was the first time she spoke to him in such a friendly manner. Dongfang Ye nodded quickly: "As long as it's made by you, I like it."
"Really? Then I'm so flattered. I've been wondering why I've deserved the favor of King Kang, but I just can't figure it out. How about King Kang tell me?" As An Qingran spoke, she leaned towards him intentionally or unintentionally, acting intimately.
King Kang got excited and said with a smile: "Don't you know how good you are? Anyway, you are very good..."
"Really? Does that mean I'm beautiful, gentle, and talented?" An Qingran sat down next to him, looking at him with burning eyes.
It's full of affection.
King Kang's heart was pounding. What on earth was going on? She suddenly let him in. Wasn't she afraid of gossip?
Does she think she is the best candidate?
So has the prince stopped contacting her recently?
Countless thoughts suddenly occurred to his mind.
At this moment, An Qingran put her hands behind her head, with a hint of mischief in her eyes, and slowly and persistently pulled open the ribbon of her veil...
Dongfang Ye's eyes were fixed on her, and finally the veil slipped off, and he saw her true face: there were patches of red pimples on her cheeks, and yellow pus was oozing from them. He could even faintly smell the scent of *. This sight made his expression change drastically, and he didn't even have time to pretend.
His hand trembled, and the tea spilled onto his collar. He jumped up. An Qingran immediately came closer with a handkerchief in her hand, and said in a delicate voice, "Oh, Prince Kang, let me see if your clothes are dirty. How can I say this? Let me help you wipe it..."
King Kang Dongfang Ye's soul finally came back a little. He sighed and said, "No, no, I can do it myself."
"What's wrong? You've already said that you only have me in your heart. Those two concubines combined are not as good as me. Are you disgusted by my disfigured face? Didn't you say that you only care about me? Do you care about my face but are too embarrassed to say it out loud?" An Qingran looked at him with resentment.
Dongfang Ye thought he was having a nightmare. He asked the imperial physician, and the physician said that it would only leave some marks. He thought that the shallow marks would disappear after the winter, so what was the big deal? But he didn't expect that her face was not just pimples, but rotten ones.
He couldn't possibly face a woman who was uglier than a ghost, could he?
If there was a woman like this in the house, he would wake up in fright every day.
But he couldn't admit that he cared about her appearance, so he just said, "How could that be? The wound on your face will heal slowly, don't worry..."
"Really?" An Qingran rushed over, pulling King Kang's sleeve and said, "Does your words still count, King Kang? Are you planning to propose marriage to the General's Mansion? I was afraid that you would dislike my face, so I was always reserved. It wasn't until I heard your confession yesterday that I felt relieved and understood that you really don't dislike me, right?"
She took a step forward, and King Kang took a step back. The fake smile on his face froze there, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, you take good care of your injuries. I remember that I have something else to do. I'm leaving first..."
"Don't go!" An Qingran grabbed his clothes, "I have become like this, and no one has seen my true face. Now that you have seen it, you will understand how determined I am to face you like this. Prince Kang, in fact, you really look like Pan An, and you are pleasing to the eyes. Looking at all the young masters in the capital, no one can compare to you. I often think that if I can be with Prince Kang, it is worth it even if I have to suffer a little. Now I finally have the chance. Why are you in a hurry to leave? I drove you away yesterday, but you didn't want to leave..." An Qingran said with a sad face and made eyes, which was very exaggerated.
King Kang did not suspect anything. If her face had not been so terrifying, he might have thought she did it on purpose. Now he just wanted to leave immediately, but did not want to flee in a panic. He thought of a nice excuse, but he could not find one.
An Qingran looked like an infatuated fan, staring at King Kang with light in her eyes. Dongfang Ye was avoiding his gaze, but a face is so small that he would have seen it even if he didn't want to. He was able to suppress the nausea in his heart, and he was a little impressed with himself.
Finally, he smiled and said, "I'll come see you tomorrow, okay?"
"Really?" An Qingran let go of his sleeve, "What if you don't come tomorrow?"
"I will definitely come tomorrow..."
"Well, it seems like you really have something urgent to do, otherwise you wouldn't leave so soon. I'll let you go. Remember to come..."
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