"Cousin, thank you so much." Qingyu took the small porcelain jar handed to her by Amber as if it were a treasure. She held it carefully in her hand and thanked her profusely. "I have only used this ointment for a few days, and the wound has healed greatly. The scar is almost gone." Qingyu touched the wound on her face with her other hand, feeling both fortunate and grateful.

"We are sisters, why should we be so polite?" Amber said with a smile. She estimated that the time was about right and said deliberately, "Let me tell you, this is the medicine of the miracle doctor at Jishidiang. You should use it sparingly..."

"I still have work to do, so I'll leave first." Amber turned around holding her handkerchief and was about to say goodbye.

Qingyu said quickly: "Cousin, I'll see you off."

When Qingyu was sending Amber out of the hospital gate, she happened to meet Liu and Chu Qianling, mother and daughter. Liu naturally recognized Qingyu, but Qingyu was only a second-class maid, and Liu hadn't paid much attention to her before. Now when she looked at her again, she remembered that her face was scratched by broken porcelain pieces a few days ago.

Liu had just heard what the cousins ​​said outside the yard, and her face was as gloomy as water.

"You, come here!" Liu hooked her finger at Qingyu, and Qingyu walked towards her with lowered head and knelt down to salute.

Liu said again: "Lift your face up!"

Qingyu raised her face obediently. Liu looked at her carefully and found that there were only a few red marks on Qingyu's face. If you didn't look closely, you couldn't see it at all.

Liu didn't know how deep Qingyu's wound was at the time, she only remembered that she bled a lot. Now it seemed that it healed too quickly.

Chu Qianling also came over to look at Qingyu's face, and was also surprised. She hurriedly asked: "Qingyu, did you use this ointment?" She pointed at the small porcelain jar with a white background and blue flowers in Qingyu's hand, and her voice was slightly sharp.

Qingyu shrank back, holding the small porcelain jar tightly in one hand, and replied "yes", then timidly said: "This is given to me by my cousin."

Chu Qianling's gaze immediately turned to Amber again, her eyes were like arrows, as if she wanted to nail Amber to the wall.

Liu asked Amber on behalf of Chu Qianling: "Where did you get this ointment?"

Amber replied, "This is the Shiquan ointment that our girl bought from Jishitang. Qingyu is my cousin. I saw that she was injured, so I asked the girl for some for her."

For Chu Qianling, this sentence was like lighting the fuse of a firecracker, and she exploded instantly.

"You said, this is Chu Qianchen's medicine?!" Chu Qianling said almost word by word, almost going crazy.

Chu Qianchen clearly knew that I was looking for the miracle doctor from Jishidiang, and clearly knew that I needed medicine, but he actually hid it from me and refused to give me the ointment!

Chu Qianling turned around without saying a word, rushed out of the yard, and headed back towards the main courtyard, walking faster and faster.

"Sister Ling!"

Liu called out to Chu Qianling, but Chu Qianling turned a deaf ear to her and walked even faster.

Chu Qianling's head was buzzing, as if countless bees were humming, or as if flames were burning...

When she rushed to the main courtyard in one breath, she happened to see Chu Qianchen coming out of Chu Yunmu's room, and her anger burned even more.

"Chu, Qian, Chen, what on earth do you mean?!" Chu Qianling shouted harshly.

Because she had been running all the way, her breathing was rapid and her chest was heaving.

At this time, the sun had already set most of the way down, and the golden afterglow enveloped the eaves and treetops, outlining the graceful contours and clothes of the two girls.

Chu Qianchen stopped, looked up at Chu Qianling, with a faint smile on his lips, calm and composed.

This nonchalant look and smile were full of sarcasm in Chu Qianling's eyes.

Chu Qianling's hair was a little messy from running just now. Compared with the calm and elegant Chu Qianchen in front of her, she looked a little embarrassed, with fine beads of sweat oozing from her forehead.

The cool evening breeze blew up her veil, revealing the hideous scar on her cheek. The scar had healed, but it had become a slightly raised scar, like a flesh-colored centipede entrenched there.

Chu Qianling subconsciously pulled at her fluttering veil, and the anger in her heart grew higher, burning her sanity.

She took two steps towards Chu Qianchen, stood in front of him, and asked aggressively, "Chu Qianchen, why don't you give me the ointment?!"

She was angry and anxious, and felt that Chu Qianchen clearly did it on purpose.

Not only did Chu Qianchen deliberately destroy her face, but he also hid the medicine from her even though he knew she wanted the miracle doctor's ointment to heal her face. He watched her get it in vain and suffer because of the injury on her face.

He even preferred to give the ointment to a slave girl instead of giving it to her. How could there be such a vicious person in this world!

There were several flames dancing violently in Chu Qianling's eyes.

Chu Qianchen looked at Chu Qianling with a smile and asked casually, "Is this the ointment you are talking about?

She took out a small porcelain jar with a white background and blue flowers from her sleeve pocket. The jar was less than the size of a fist and looked ordinary, but it made Chu Qianling's heart skip a beat.

The small porcelain jar that Chu Qianchen took out was exactly the same as the one Qingyu had held in his hand just now. The royal blue chrysanthemum pattern on it was so familiar.

Chu Qianling didn't bother to question Chu Qianchen, her eyes were fixed on the small porcelain jar.

She didn't expect that Chu Qianchen still had another bottle!

Chu Qianling had never seen Gu Zhiyan. She only heard from Aunt Zhang that the miracle doctor at Jishidiang had an ointment called "Shiquan Paste" that was particularly effective in removing scars. Gu Zhiyan's injuries were originally more serious than hers, but in just a short period of time, the scars had faded so much that they were almost invisible.

Nanny Zhang's words were mysterious, and Chu Qianling also had high hopes for the miracle doctor. However, she sought medical treatment several times, but the miracle doctor refused to see her. To be honest, Chu Qianling was more or less skeptical about this miracle doctor who was said to have Chinese medicine skills better than Hua Tuo. But when she saw with her own eyes that the wound on Qingyu's face disappeared in just a few days, her doubts were naturally swept away.

Now, for Chu Qianling, this ointment can be said to carry all her hopes.

"Give it to me!" Chu Qianling's eyes flashed with a fiery light and she reached out to grab it.

"No."

Chu Qianchen uttered these two words lightly and smiled sweetly.

As she spoke, her right hand loosened, and the small porcelain jar slipped from her fingers and fell rapidly to the ground...

"Ah!" Chu Qianling let out a hysterical scream from the bottom of her throat, her eyes widened, and she subconsciously rushed forward to pick up the small porcelain jar.

But her hand fell empty.

"Bang!"

The fragile porcelain hit the hard bluestone floor and instantly shattered into pieces, with the transparent paste splattering all over the floor along with the broken pieces.

Chu Qianling felt as if her heart was broken as well.

She squatted down in despair, and her fingers couldn't help but touch the ointment on the ground. Without this ointment, her face would never heal, and the second prince would never look at her again...

Chu Qianchen took a step closer to Chu Qianling, and the lotus-colored skirt came into her sight, as well as the shoe toe embroidered with a pair of colorful butterflies.

Chu Qianling's gaze followed the lotus-colored skirt upwards. Chu Qianchen's delicate chin was slightly raised, with a kind of superior pride.

At this moment, Chu Qianling felt that the bright and beautiful girl in front of him was a little strange.

Chu Qianchen casually brushed off his sleeves and said lightly, "Chu Qianling, where is this Perfect Cream? I would rather smash it than give it to you."

She did not call Chu Qianling "third sister", but called her by her name, and the distance in her words was obvious.

As early as when she knew that Chu Qianling's sword attack was intentional, she no longer considered Chu Qianling as her sister.

In her previous life, Chu Qianling destroyed her face, leaving her with a horrific scar for the rest of her life.

Originally, this life could be considered a tit-for-tat, but Chu Qianling came to provoke her again and again. In that case, don't blame her.

Chu Qianchen didn't think she was a broad-minded person. After all, this was the medicine she made. Why should she give it to Chu Qianling? !

"Chu Qianchen!"

Chu Qianling was going crazy.

Her slender fingers were stained with the transparent paste, and she looked at Chu Qianchen with hatred and madness, as if she wanted to tear her apart.

Chu Qianchen is so vicious. She just deliberately can't stand seeing me doing well. She is afraid that if I get better, she will snatch the second prince from me!

Chu Qianling's eyes were red, tears rolled in her eyes, and the fire in her heart burned more and more fiercely.

"Are you dissatisfied?" Chu Qianchen looked directly into Chu Qianling's eyes, smiling faintly, with a condescending coldness in his eyes and eyebrows, "If you are dissatisfied, just keep it to yourself."

"Chu Qianchen!" Chu Qianling suddenly jumped up from the ground, pounced towards Chu Qianchen, and scratched her face fiercely with her long nails, as if she wanted to tear her face apart.

Chu Qianchen dodged nimbly, and Chu Qianling missed him and fell to the ground in a mess, supporting herself with her hands. Her delicate palms were hurt by the sand and stones on the ground.

"Hey, third sister, you are not hurt, are you?"

Chu Qianchen looked "worried" and went over to support Chu Qianling.

With her back to the house, she approached Chu Qianling and said in a voice so low that only the two of them could hear, "Third sister, I forgot to tell you that I still have a bottle of ointment. This is the last one."

Chu Qianling: “?”

"But why should I give it to you?" Chu Qianchen lowered his voice even lower, and every word was clear, "You almost ruined my face, why do you still expect me to help you out of kindness?"

"You wanted to ruin my face! You deserve this now."

"You say, isn't it?"

Chu Qianchen's voice was light, soft and cold. To Chu Qianling's ears, it sounded like a soul-catcher from the underworld. Chu Qianling felt cold all over.

Chu Qianling was a little panicked, and her body was shaking slightly.

She was afraid that Chu Qianchen would go crazy and smash the last bottle of ointment.

"No..." Chu Qianling knelt on the ground and raised her hand to grab Chu Qianchen's sleeve, but Chu Qianchen just shook his hand lightly and easily avoided it.

Chu Qianchen sighed softly, stood up and was about to leave. Chu Qianling hurriedly shouted, "Second sister, don't leave..."

"No, I don't want to hurt you..."

Her voice softened, and there was pleading in her eyes and tone, so fragile and so frightened.

"You didn't mean to hurt me?" Chu Qianchen tilted his face, as if with a hint of doubt and a hint of sarcasm, and asked deliberately, "It can't be that someone asked you to do this?"

Chu Qianling: "..."

She was stunned, her emotions fluctuating violently.

"Third sister, you don't have to say anything." Chu Qianchen walked around Chu Qianling's right side, raised his voice a few notches, and said at a normal volume, "I will not give you this ointment."

Having said that, she no longer looked at Chu Qianling and walked straight out of the yard.

Chu Qianling felt cold all over, as if she was in an ice cellar, from her limbs to her heart, and her mind was in a mess.

In the past, Chu Qianchen was cowardly and timid, and only knew how to carefully please others. She never dared to talk to herself like this.

But now Chu Qianchen seemed like a completely different person. He was confident and firm, like a deep abyss and a majestic mountain. This made Chu Qianling feel a little panicked and inexplicably afraid.

Today, I smashed Jishiditang in a rage, which has completely offended Jishiditang. I am afraid that I will not be able to invite that miracle doctor.

If Chu Qianchen really would rather destroy the bottle of ointment than give it to himself...

Chu Qianling raised her hand and touched her cheek behind the veil. Her fingertips could easily feel the raised scar.

She must be very ugly now. Will she be like this for the rest of her life?

She suddenly felt a little confused. She couldn't figure out why she wanted to destroy Chu Qianchen's appearance at that time?

In a trance, a female voice sounded in Chu Qianling's ears:

"Third sister, second sister is really pretty, don't you think? No wonder cousin Zhao likes her..."

Chu Qianling stared at Chu Qianchen's back in front of her in a daze, muttering like a possessed person: "No, no."

At this time, Chu Qianchen, who had walked to the entrance of the yard, stopped and said without looking back, "I will not give the ointment to someone who is deliberately trying to harm me."

Chu Qianchen took out a small porcelain jar with a white background and blue flowers from his sleeve pocket and held it high up, as if he would let go at any time.

"Stop!" Chu Qianling struggled to get up and blurted out, "It's not me! I really don't want to hurt you."

"It was Big Sister... It was Chu Qianhuang who asked me to destroy your face!"

"Third sister, what nonsense are you talking about!" At this time, a familiar female voice came from behind, shouting.

Chu Qianling turned her head and saw Chu Qianhuang and Shen walking out of Chu Yunmu's room. The girl in red was pale and looked at Chu Qianling with disbelief.

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"Third sister, how can you talk nonsense!"

"Mother, my third sister, she, she..."

She was angry and anxious, her pretty face was full of grievance, and she was so angry that she spoke incoherently, "Third sister, I know you want the ointment of the miracle doctor, but you can't just blame me."

Chu Qianchen slowly turned around, grabbed the small porcelain jar in his hand, squeezed it, and looked back and forth at Chu Qianhuang and Chu Qianling with a confused expression.

"For this perfect ointment?" She seemed to be talking to herself, but also seemed to be questioning.

Perfect Cream!! Chu Qianling stared at the small porcelain jar in Chu Qianchen's hand, and was slightly relieved to see that she didn't smash it again.

Chu Qianling clenched her fists tightly and faced the different looks from Shen, Chu Qianhuang and Chu Qianchen. The servants in the yard also looked at her with complicated expressions and whispered to each other.

Chu Qianling was only twelve years old and had never encountered such a situation before, so she was confused for a moment.

However, the words once spoken were like water spilled, and she could not swallow them back.

Anyway, she was telling the truth!

Chu Qianling raised her finger and pointed at Chu Qianhuang, saying, "It was Big Sister. Big Sister told me to do this!"

Chu Qianling's ears once again rang with the words that Chu Qianhuang had said to her in the past -

"Third sister, do you know that my family intends to choose one between you and second sister to be the concubine of cousin Zhao?"

"When I saw you were little, Cousin Zhao was obviously more affectionate to you. However, daughters change all the time, and your second sister is indeed beautiful. Even I have to look at her more, not to mention Cousin Zhao."

"Just like grandma said, some things are destined by heaven. It is also her good fortune that my second sister's face can catch the eye of my cousin Zhao."

"Third sister, don't be too sad. As the saying goes, beauty lies in the bones, not in the skin. No matter how beautiful this appearance is, it will not last forever."

“…”

Chu Qianling repeated all of Chu Qianhuang's words and emphasized, "These are all what my elder sister said!"

At that moment, Chu Qianling suddenly had an epiphany and understood everything completely.

Although she had always hated the enchanting Chu Qianchen, if Chu Qianhuang hadn't said those words in front of her, she would never have thought of destroying Chu Qianchen's face!

"Oh, right? It was my elder sister who praised my sword dancing skills and said that my cousin Zhao liked to watch me dance with swords. That's why I suddenly decided to take the pair of mandarin duck swords and dance with them for him to see..."

Because of this, everything that happened later happened!

right!

It’s all Chu Qianhuang’s fault!

It was all Chu Qianhuang's fault!

Chu Qianling looked at Chu Qianhuang with resentment in her eyes, and transferred all her disgust for Chu Qianchen and her fear of disfigurement onto Chu Qianhuang.

"Third sister." Chu Qianhuang interrupted Chu Qianling anxiously, unable to hide the indignation of being wronged on her face, and said seriously, "I didn't!"

"Sister Huang, is what Sister Ling said true?" Shen looked at Chu Qianhuang with a complicated expression, which included shock, hesitation, and confusion.

Just now, she heard the quarrel outside the house, so she came out to see what was going on. She didn't expect to hear this conversation.

She didn't want to believe what Chu Qianling said from the bottom of her heart.

Chu Qianhuang was the daughter she had personally raised. She had been sensible and well-behaved since she was young. She was respectful and filial to her elders, and friendly and caring to her younger siblings. In this huge capital city, her daughter could be said to be one of the most noble ladies. How could she do such a thing!

How could she do such a thing!

Using words to encourage one sister to bully another sister! ?

How could her daughter be so vicious!

Shen's instinct told her that she wouldn't, but after listening to Chu Qianling's every word and looking at her expression at the moment, she didn't seem to be lying...

"Mom," Chu Qianhuang shook her head repeatedly at the Shen family, "I don't have it."

She looked straight into Shen's eyes and said, "Mother, please believe me... I have no reason to harm my second sister." Her eyes were slightly red, with anxiety, anger, and uneasiness.

Chu Qianchen murmured, "Yes, elder sister has no reason to harm me." She stroked the small porcelain jar in her hand, seeming to be confused by Chu Qianhuang and Chu Qianling.

That's right. Shen stared at Chu Qianhuang in a daze, and unconsciously exerted force to hold the handkerchief in her hand tighter.

Logically speaking, what reason did my daughter have to harm Chu Qianchen? Doing such a thing would only harm others and not benefit herself.

"No!" Chu Qianling shouted, with a bit of confusion and hoarseness.

She was already in a dilemma, and she hated Chu Qianhuang even more in her heart. It was obvious that she was the one who disliked Chu Qianchen, but she insisted on provoking her and killing someone with a borrowed knife!

"Sister Ling!"

At this time, the second wife, Liu, hurried over, her breath was disordered.

She saw her daughter standing there at a loss. Apart from Shen's mother and daughter, there were servants from the main courtyard. It looked like everyone in the courtyard was bullying her daughter.

Liu always protected her shortcomings, so she strode over and shouted, "Lingjie, don't be afraid, mother is here!"

"mother."

As soon as she saw Liu, Chu Qianling felt like she had seen a savior. Tears immediately rolled down her cheeks. She rushed towards Liu and cried, "Mom, it's my elder sister!"

"It was my elder sister who instigated me to want to ruin Chu Qianchen's face."

"Then my face will..."

Chu Qianling covered her cheek behind the veil in pain.

Thinking back on the pain I had endured over the past few days, and the despair I felt when the doctors told me I would be disfigured, all of it came to my mind at this moment.

After repeating "It was my elder sister who harmed me" over and over again, Chu Qianling had already confirmed this.

All her hatred, resentment, and resentment were directed towards Chu Qianhuang.

Liu's heart skipped a beat as she listened. She said doubtfully, "Lingjie, what are you talking about? You must have made a mistake."

Chu Qianhuang is the eldest daughter of the Chu family. She has always been outstanding in appearance, elegant and intelligent. How could she do such a thing?

Liu's shock and hesitation were clearly shown on her face.

Seeing that even her mother didn't believe her, Chu Qianling became even angrier, and her facial features distorted a little.

She pointed at Chu Qianhuang and said, "All the words I just said were said by you!"

"I, Chu Qianling, swear to heaven that if I tell even one false word, I will be struck by lightning and die a miserable death!"

"My face will never heal!"

Chu Qianling shouted angrily, staring fiercely at Chu Qianhuang who was a few steps away, "Chu Qianhuang, do you dare to swear? Say it!"

She was like a wounded young animal, with a kind of madness and despair of being in a desperate situation.

Chu Qianhuang: "I..."

Chu Qianhuang's face turned even paler, and his breathing seemed to stagnate for a moment.

Her eyes were a little vague, she took a deep breath, and said slowly: "Since Third Sister said so, then I, Chu Qianhuang, swear to heaven, if it was really me who instigated it..."

“That’s enough!”

At this time, Shen suddenly interrupted Chu Qianhuang.

Shen's back was straight, as elegant as usual, but the look she gave Chu Qianhuang was extremely sharp, and her heart was filled with disappointment.

Just now, when Chu Qianling asked her daughter to swear, a flash of panic passed across her daughter's face. Although she concealed it well, Shen Shi still saw it at a glance.

In other words, her daughter probably really said those words.

Shen's phoenix eyes were gloomy and she said in a slightly hoarse voice: "Sister Huang, tell me, have you ever said something like this to your third sister?"

"From childhood to adulthood, if you feel panicky, you will nervously pick at your fingertips."

"Don't try to trick me!"

Shen spoke the last five words with extreme sharpness, like a sharp arrow shooting out.

Chu Qianhuang's heart skipped a beat and he subconsciously loosened his right hand.

The crumpled handkerchief slipped from her hand and fell to the cold ground.

There was a bloody scratch on the tip of her index finger.

Chu Qianhuang's pupils flickered.

She gritted her teeth, her cheeks pale as paper, and said, "Mother, I never meant to instigate my third sister to hurt my second sister. Things are not as my third sister said."

"Mother, during those days, Third Sister was in a bad mood. She kept saying, always saying..."

She glanced at Chu Qianchen standing beside her and bit her lower lip slightly, as if she found it difficult to speak. "She always said that my second sister was seducing cousin Zhao, and she was depressed, so I comforted her a few words."

"I did say those words, but you totally misunderstood me. I just wanted to tell you that you are pretty, but beauty lies in the bones, not in the skin. You can't choose a wife just based on her appearance. You shouldn't worry about this and affect the relationship between the sisters."

"Mom, I really didn't know that my third sister would have such thoughts!"

(End of this chapter)