Only then did everyone notice that, besides the Seventh Prince, there was also a man with half his face covered and the other half swollen and red as he entered the hall with her.
"Who is that person? How can he be so ugly? Is he here to highlight Princess Lingyang's beauty?" Ning Rong said.
Because of their different statuses, Ye Qingxue was very close to Ning Rong and overheard her words.
As Ning Rong made her move, several ladies and young women laughed and chimed in, "It really is ugly!"
Ning Rong scoffed, "So ugly, how dare you enter the palace to pay your respects?"
"Even the Seventh Prince seems much more heroic and extraordinary in comparison to him."
Not far from Ye Qingxue, the Emperor and Empress were talking with Princess Lingyang, while just inches away, she heard Ning Rong and the other ladies and young ladies maliciously slandering Yun Zhuo's appearance.
Yun Zhuo was a martial artist. After entering the hall, his gaze swept around and he noticed Ye Qingxue.
Naturally, they also heard what Ning Rong and the others were saying.
Ye Qingxue raised an eyebrow at him, while Yun Zhuo gave her a helpless look.
Meanwhile, after exchanging pleasantries with Princess Lingyang, the Emperor finally remembered Yun Zhuo and the Seventh Prince, who were still standing in the center of the hall.
"Prince Jing and Seventh Prince, please take your seats as well. I have heard about how you two brothers joined forces to protect Princess Lingyang. You did a great job. You are truly my good sons!"
Yun Zhuo cupped his hands to the Seventh Prince: "Father, this is what your son should do."
They then took their seats.
Ning Rong and the other ladies froze instantly, staring in disbelief at the ugly man, unwilling to believe that he was Prince Jing!
Especially Ning Rong, in her mind, Yun Zhuo's appearance was unmatched by anyone, how could he be associated with this ugly man in front of her?
But upon closer inspection, it was discovered that the ugly man's physique and demeanor were exactly the same as Yun Zhuo's. Who else could it be but him?
How did Yun Zhuo's appearance become like this?
No, no, Yun Zhuo and Ye Qingxue heard all her disdainful words towards Yun Zhuo. Is she doomed?
Ning Rong's face turned ashen!
No one paid any attention to Ning Rong. The focus of the evening was Princess Lingyang. After the Emperor and Empress exchanged polite greetings with her, they began to get down to business: selecting a husband for Princess Lingyang to marry.
The Emperor said, "The eldest prince of the Great Zhou is His Highness Prince Jing, and he was in charge of welcoming the princess into the city and escorting her into the palace on these two occasions. Princess Lingyang must already know what kind of person he is."
Yun Zhuo stood up and bowed to her across the empty hall.
“The Second Prince, Prince Ding, is already engaged and cannot be the consort of Princess Lingyang.”
Yun Chi also stood up and bowed, then looked specifically at Ye Yabing in the room. Ye Yabing had taken off her veil, revealing a flawless face. The light made her face look like a dream.
She returned Yun Chi's smile with a shy smile.
Yun Chi's heart was instantly stirred.
Everyone saw this, and the young ladies immediately became extremely envious of Ye Yabing.
The third prince died young.
The fourth prince was sickly.
The fifth prince was in good health, but otherwise he was just average.
The emperor skipped over the sixth prince, then moved on to the seventh prince, and then the eighth prince.
There's no need to introduce the rest; they're too young and haven't reached marriageable age yet.
When each prince was mentioned, he stood up and spoke sincerely to Princess Lingyang, while also showcasing his own strengths.
The Emperor said, "My sons of marriageable age are all here. I wonder which one Princess Lingyang has taken a fancy to?"
The atmosphere in the hall suddenly became tense, the palace lanterns burned quietly, their light and shadow not swaying even an inch.
Ye Qingxue stroked the edge of the teacup, her gaze falling across the hall onto Yun Zhuo, who was also looking at her.
It was as if an invisible thread bound the two of them together, and the one holding that thread was Princess Lingyang.
Princess Lingyang rose gracefully: "Your Majesty, in my opinion, all the princes of the Great Zhou are good, but in my heart, the best is Prince Jing! I choose Prince Jing!"
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