V2C55

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Translator: Anne

Editor: Miqich

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Except for the emperor, everyone’s expression changed.

The man behind her slowly stood up.

She frowned and saw the air was fluctuating. Suddenly, several pieces of skin as thin as cicada wings fell to the ground. The hand that had held hers tightly, no longer had dark patches of skin, it was as smooth as porcelain jade. The pockmark scars on the man’s face were no longer there, they had disappeared, leaving a smooth face. A pair of warm eyes looked at her…

Everyone knew that the person who held her had a scarred face.

As the jade-like hand pulled the silver pin on her head, her ink coloured hair fell like a waterfall.

The young man in the wheelchair quickly stood up, walked up to the man, removed the silver mask on his face and bowed respectfully as he presented it to him. He took it and put it on.

The light fragrance still seemed to be in her nose, the Old Man who had changed the sandalwood in the room was behind her, in an instant he had become another person.

The emperor frowned slightly and said, “Lao Ba, what’s the use of a woman who doesn’t love you?”

The prince was silent for a while, “Father, Lady Qiao planned to return as well, but her servant’s situation was dire. The servant is close to her. If your son saw her… if she had visited me and left the servant, then we would see that she has no heart for her servant.”

“Not to mention father’s grace, allowing Jing Hong to watch the contest in disguise, and going into every room to replace the sandalwood. With a glimpse at her, Jing Hong immediately… Fell in love.”

“In love”, no one thought they would hear Prince Rui say such a thing.

Prince Rui was gentle and introverted, his disability made him have a quiet nature. He didn’t socialize because he was not good at doing so. Sometimes he would not go to court and stay in his residence, and when he went, he would not compete much with his brothers. It was the first time there was an urgency in his tone, and it was because he wanted to take a woman for himself.

Qiao Chu fell into a brief trance, vaguely seeing a woman who looked at Prince Rui deeply. She had a sudden sharp pain in her chest and was worried about Meiren’s condition, so she couldn’t spare her a thought.

The emperor looked at the empress, there was no need for the emperor to remind the empress to say something. Lang Linling was only one step away from succeeding, but she had encountered an obstacle. How could the empress not say anything? She pondered a little and then started talking, “Emperor, you set the contest for Jing Hong to choose a concubine and yet he’s decided to choose a wife for himself! We adults give him full support, but Jing Hong is still young, it is inevitable that he won’t give careful consideration and thus choose her.”

What the empress said was really smart, the emperor was the one to set the questions. If the contest is not finished, what would happen to the emperor’s pride? And the courtier’s kindness?

Wang Mang retreated. The emperor knew better than anyone that the empress speaking up saved him the trouble of speaking for himself. The crown prince seemed to have anticipated the empress’ intervention, he folded the fan in his hand, then, he looked clearly at Qiao Chu.