488 Disfigurement, when Feng Qingchen became the abandoned child of the Ninth Emperor's uncle
Feng Qingchen was wearing a gorgeous long dress, which made her look very graceful. When the wind blew, the hem of her skirt fluttered backwards as she walked, and the veil on her head swayed as well.
Yes, what shocked Dong Ling Zi Luo was that Feng Qingchen actually brought Mi Wei with her when traveling. The Mi Wei on Feng Qingchen's head was made of black gauze and directly dragged to her ankles, forming a sharp contrast with her gorgeous clothes.
"Greetings to all your highnesses. May you live a thousand years, a thousand years, a thousand thousand years." Feng Qingchen walked into the hall and saluted with great grace. Her voice was hoarse, like a broken gong, buzzing and very unpleasant to the ear. However, she seemed not to notice and stood quietly in the middle of the hall, ignoring the looks from the princes and having no intention of taking off her veil.
"Ahem, no need to be so polite," the second prince Dong Ling Ziyong, as the boss present, spoke without hesitation.
"Thank you, Your Highness." Feng Qingchen bowed and was about to sit down, but was stopped by Dong Ling Ziluo: "Feng Qingchen, are you okay?"
"Thank you for your concern, Your Highness. Qingchen is fine." Feng Qingchen took a step back and distanced themselves from each other. Dong Ling Ziluo's expression was a little ugly. He pointed at the Milu on Feng Qingchen's head and said, "If she is fine, why are you carrying Milu? Why, Miss Feng, did you remember the distinction between men and women at this time?"
The veil was a type of veil used by noble ladies in the previous dynasty to cover their faces when traveling. Nowadays, not many women use it.
"Your Highness, you are joking. Qingchen brought Milu with him to cover up his shame." Although the voice was unpleasant, Feng Qingchen spoke slowly, giving people a sense of grace and composure, unperturbed by praise or criticism.
"Cover up the ugliness? No matter how ugly you are, Feng Qingchen, I have seen it before. Why do you want to cover it up now?" Dong Ling Ziluo insisted that Feng Qingchen take off the veil. He wanted to see what exactly happened to Feng Qingchen's injury.
Alas... Feng Qingchen sighed quietly: "Your Highness should know that Qingchen was stabbed by an assassin and her appearance was destroyed. She really dared not take off her hairpin to avoid offending the princes."
"Miss Feng, don't mind it. The king and his companions are here just to visit the patient. Just take it off, Miss Feng." Dong Ling Zizhou raised his eyebrows slightly, with a cold smile in his eyes.
Perhaps, Feng Qingchen is no longer valuable. Can a woman with a ruined appearance still keep the Ninth Prince?
Feng Qingchen lowered his head, looking embarrassed, but in fact he was sneering sarcastically.
The sudden visit of these princes and grandchildren was definitely not just to visit a sick patient. If they were to visit a sick patient, they should have sent people to deliver a large number of supplements and medicines on the same day like the crown prince did. Why did they come at this time? Did they come to make fun of her, Feng Qingchen?
Dreaming!
"What's wrong? Miss Feng is unwilling to give me face." Dong Ling Zizhou said dissatisfiedly.
"Qingchen dare not." Feng Qingchen quickly looked up. Through the black veil, the princes could not see the expression on Feng Qingchen's face. They could only vaguely see a blurry face.
"Since you don't dare, then take it off." The third prince also agreed. The only one who didn't speak was the sixth prince Dong Ling Ziqing. He got the news from the prince that the ninth uncle did not dislike Feng Qingchen. Of course, this was also because the news of Feng Qingchen's ruined appearance had not spread.
"Yes." Feng Qingchen took off the cap, lowered his head, and looked uneasy.
Except for Dong Ling Ziluo and Dong Ling Ziqing, the other princes all smiled with gloating smiles: "Raise your heads."
Once the Ninth Prince no longer makes it clear that Feng Qingchen is his, these princes will tear Feng Qingchen apart and eat her.
Feng Qingchen hesitated and raised his head slowly, revealing his bright face in front of the princes. Except for being a little thinner, there was nothing unusual about her. A hint of anger flashed across the faces of several princes, and they thought in their hearts: You are so bad, Feng Qingchen, you are relying on the support of the emperor's uncle to tease us.
But when Feng Qingchen stood up straight with his head raised and chest puffed out, revealing his neck, the six princes' eyes widened.
"Feng Qingchen, your neck?" There was a circle of centipede-like wounds on Feng Qingchen's neck. At first glance, it looked like a big centipede was coiled around her neck. The wound was very scary.
Feng Qingchen smiled, and in the eyes of the other princes, this smile was just pretending to be strong: "In reply to Prince Yong, Qingchen was injured in the neck, and it is a blessing to be able to save his life."
When Feng Qingchen learned that several princes were visiting the patient, she removed the bandages and deliberately exposed the hideous wound. It had only been ten days, but the wound was red and swollen, and with the medicine applied, it looked even more disgusting.
She didn't know what these princes came for, but she knew very well that these princes would only feel relieved if she was not well. After all, because of her, the whole imperial city was in a tense atmosphere, and several princes were also in trouble.
"How did he get injured so badly? Does the emperor's uncle know?" The third, fourth and fifth princes suppressed their joy and asked with pretended concern.
Little guy, you, Feng Qingchen, have finally met your end. I don’t believe that with your horrible appearance, you can still make the emperor’s uncle so bewildered.
Feng Qingchen shook his head: "Qingchen dare not tell the Ninth Uncle."
Damn, these princes are really bored. I just tricked them and made the emperor suspicious of them, but they still hold a grudge against me until now.
That's good that he didn't say anything, Dong Ling Zizhou was secretly delighted. They came to see Feng Qingchen today and left a message for the Ninth Uncle to let the Ninth Uncle see that they value Feng Qingchen. Now it seems that there is a new effect.
The smile on Dong Ling Zizhou's face grew wider and wider, and Feng Qingchen's hideous wound became a beautiful sight in his eyes.
Dong Ling Zi Luo frowned in dissatisfaction, glared at Dong Ling Zi Zhou, and looked at Feng Qing Chen with concern: "Qing Chen, you are a doctor, the scar on your neck may be removed."
This is the key point. If Feng Qingchen has that scar forever, it will be a question whether Feng Qingchen can go out and see people in the future. The wound on the neck cannot be covered up forever.
"Your Highness, have you removed the scar on your foot?" Feng Qingchen asked instead of answering. When Dong Ling Ziluo injured his foot, she was the one who sutured the wound herself.
"No, it's just a little lighter." Dong Ling Ziluo said truthfully. He understood what Feng Qingchen meant and felt even more distressed for Feng Qingchen.
"That's it. The medicine in the palace can't restore the skin to its original state, so how can Qingchen do it?" This is not self-deprecation, but she really does not have that ability.
Such scars are very difficult to remove in modern times. They can be faded in three to five years with high-end cosmetic equipment, but it is not easy to remove them completely, let alone in ancient times.
The equipment in the smart medical bag is mainly for medical purposes, and there is no cosmetic equipment for scar removal.
The centipede on her neck had to follow her until it faded away on its own.
Dong Ling Zi Luo was speechless, with even more pity in his eyes. He opened his mouth to tell Feng Qing Chen not to worry, and that he would not dislike her, but... After taking a look at Prince Yong and the others, Dong Ling Zi Luo swallowed back the words that were on the tip of his tongue.
Some things don't need to be said, just do it silently. After he returns to the palace, he will ask his father for permission to marry Feng Qingchen as his concubine. This time, Feng Qingchen will never refuse...