Chapter 110: Chapter 110 Get Out
“Who could it be, if not the Imperial Sister-in-Law?”
The Second Prince naturally recognized the silhouette of Murong Jiu, her head held high in defiance, her neck long, and her figure slender and well-proportioned. Sotis, from behind, she seed like a person of unparalleled beauty.
It was a pity she had a face that was nauseatingly ugly.
“Of course, it’s not Ninth Sister, but she does bear so resemblance to Ninth Sister,”
Murong Man said with a smirk.
Her mood had not been great, but the appearance of the Second Prince undoubtedly proved his feelings for her.
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Moreover, with Prince Ling bringing another woman to the wedding, this was bound to beco the biggest talk of the Capital City, shattering the rumors of Prince Ling’s deep affection for Princess Consort Ling.
Thinking of how Murong Jiu would react upon hearing this news, Murong Man could not help but smile even more deeply.
Then, pretending to be puzzled, she asked, “If it’s not Ninth Sister, who might the Prince have brought with him?”
At this mont, the Second Prince had also walked up and the mont he saw Murong Jiu’s face, he was rooted to the spot in shock.
This was Murong Jiu!
He would recognize those eyes even if he turned to ash, for he refrained from looking at Murong Jiu’s face and always focused on her eyes while speaking to her.
Though her appearance was ugly, her almond-shaped eyes were beautiful and captivating, like pools of autumn water. Sotis, uttering insincere remarks while gazing into those eyes wasn’t too uncomfortable.
The Second Prince had also thought that if Murong Jiu didn’t have the birthmark, she might appear sowhat attractive. He had never imagined that beneath the birthmark hid such a stunningly beautiful face!
The Second Prince was indeed dumbstruck.
So much so that he forgot to respond to Murong Man.
“The birthmark on my Princess Consort’s face is gone, and you all fail to recognize her? Shift your gaze away. Don’t forget, today is the grand wedding day of the eldest son of Marquis Mansion and Miss Murong. Let’s not miss the auspicious ti,” said Jun Yuyan, his voice cold.
Murong Jiu detected a hint of displeasure in his tone. He seed to detest other n’s gazes on her, especially the Second Prince’s.
“What? This is Princess Consort Ling?”
Soone incredulously exclaid, a bit too loudly.
Others also voiced their surprise:
“How is that possible? How can Princess Consort Ling look like this?”
“Didn’t Prince Ling say he removed the birthmark? I had no idea Princess Consort Ling would be so beautiful without the birthmark!”
“This is completely unexpected!”
“All the ladies of the Murong Family are beauties. We thought Miss Murong, the Capital City’s foremost beauty, was the most beautiful, but Miss Murong Jiu surpasses even her!”
“It’s a pity she had a birthmark initially, or she would have been famous much earlier.”
It was all chatter filled with surprise and curiosity.
Curious as to how the birthmark was removed. Could it be the work of a Divine Doctor?
Hearing soone ask this, just as the three brothers led by Fu Heng arrived with Fu Baozhu, Jun Yuyan answered without a change in expression:
“The Princess Consort was born with a birth poison, not a true birthmark. Once the poison was removed, naturally, the distressing mark was gone from her face.”
“The birthmark on the Princess Consort’s face was birth poison? Who could be so malicious!”
Fu Han spoke angrily, always detesting such covert acts and willing to help the unfortunate when he encountered them on the road.
Miss Murong Jiu knew that the Prince was helping her, and her heart felt as sweet as honey.
And the righteous words of her third brother also pleased her.
Her oldest and second brothers were staring at her face, especially the oldest brother, whose eyes were filled with shock.
Murong Jiu thought that perhaps, now that her birthmark was gone, she resembled her late mother.
When she still had the birthmark, her third brother had once said such a thing.
He also said that her mother and the Marchioness had been close friends in their early years.
Now that the birthmark on her face was gone and her true face revealed, she believed it would arouse her oldest brother’s suspicions.
Among the three brothers, only the oldest had deeper thoughts.
Murong Jiu glanced at Fu Baozhu, whose face was ghostly pale and whose fingers were trembling slightly, as if she was thinking of sothing.
Was she afraid of losing her identity as the daughter of the General’s Mansion and the life of being loved by the entire household?
Returning to Marquis Mansion, no one could provide her with such luxurious treatnt or endless affection.
Although Murong Man was also favored, her dowry hardly contained anything valuable.
The decline of Marquis Mansion was a fact known throughout the Capital City.
The one whose expression was even worse was Murong Man.
On her wedding day, another woman, whom she looked down upon, stole the spotlight, and even the man she loved was now fixating his gaze on Murong Jiu.
How could she bear this?
Fortunately, at this mont, the Wedding Matron quickly spoke up, announcing that the auspicious ti had been recalculated, it was ti for the newlyweds to bow and get married, shifting all the attention back to Murong Man and Ni Yuanshan.
The two of them stood at the altar, each harboring their own thoughts.
With an identity like the Second Prince, Jun Yuyan, naturally, he was seated at the very front among the guests.
Murong Man clenched the red wedding silk unwillingly, wishing the person on the other end of the silk was the Second Prince, instead of Ni Yuanshan.
Despite the interference of Murong Jiu, filled with unease, tears still slid down her cheeks as she stealthily looked towards the Second Prince.
But the Second Prince did not look at her and instead glanced toward Murong Jiu with a sowhat concealed expression, unsure whether it was astonishnt or regret, making her heart fluctuate wildly with regret, thinking, why hadn’t she killed Murong Jiu back then?
If she had known there would co a day when the birthmark would disappear, she would have personally hanged Murong Jiu the day she arrived at Marquis Mansion!
“…and now the couple will bow to each other!”
Murong Man rigidly completed the couple’s bow with Ni Yuanshan, her gaze constantly on the Second Prince, expecting him to look at her with pity and guilt, but he didn’t spare her an extra glance, always vaguely looking toward Murong Jiu.
It was not until the ceremony ended and the Wedding Matron announced that it was ti to send them to the bridal chamber that the Second Prince finally looked over.
Murong Man could no longer squeeze out any tears, her hatred for Murong Jiu deepening within her heart.
But she couldn’t do anything now except follow the Wedding Matron into the bridal room.
Ni Yuanshan followed her inside, planning to lift the veil and drink the Wedding Wine, but Murong Man took off the veil herself, threw it to the ground, and harshly told Ni Yuanshan, “Get out!”
Ni Yuanshan was sowhat embarrassed as the Wedding Matron and maids were still there, and Murong Man was being greatly disrespectful, but he also knew Murong Man was the woman the Second Prince admired and didn’t dare to provoke her, so he sheepishly went out to drink with the guests.
No sooner had he left the bridal chamber than he saw a small boy with rosy lips and white teeth walking past him.
Unable to resist such a temptation, Ni Yuanshan quickly followed him.
At that mont, he noticed the boy heading toward the western courtyard where he kept the gigolo, narrowed his eyes, shut the courtyard door, rubbed his hands together, and showed a malicious smile.
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