Start practicing from marrying the disfigured princess

"The message has been delivered, it's time for me to go back to the mountain."

Bai Youwei put away the alchemy manuscript and looked at Ren Pingsheng with a gentle tone.

Ren Pingsheng said hurriedly: "I'll see my aunt off."

"No need, just stay and take care of her."

Bai Youwei glanced at Mu Rou lying on the hospital bed, said no more, and turned to leave.

Ren Pingsheng wanted to follow him, but when he opened the door, he saw that the yard was empty, with no sign of his aunt at all.

A fourth-grade expert is so terrifying.

He sighed silently, returned to the house, and came to Mu Rou's bed. After hesitating for a few seconds, he brought a chair and sat down.

She became like this because she helped him use the power of luck. The least he could do was wait for her to wake up before leaving.

aside.

Qiu'er said in a slightly hoarse voice: "Your Majesty, there are slaves here watching over you, nothing will happen to you."

Ren Pingsheng waved his hand, indicating that he was fine.

On the desk, the candlelight flickered slightly.

Sunlight shines through the windows and fills every corner, making the house bright again.

I do not know how long it has been.

Mu Rou's long eyelashes trembled slightly and she slowly opened her eyes.

What caught his eye was Ren Pingsheng's handsome face and eyes full of concern.

"Master Ren..."

Mu Rou was still a little confused, with a blank look in her eyes, and she called softly.

"Miss Mu, you're awake."

Ren Pingsheng's brows showed joy, and in a soft voice, he told the whole story of what had just happened.

After listening to this, Mu Rou gradually recalled the scene just now, with a hint of guilt in her eyes: "I underestimated the power of luck in Mr. Ren's body. Not only did I fail to help, but I also made him worried."

She obviously did nothing wrong, but her first reaction was to apologize.

Ren Pingsheng sighed in his heart and said softly: "In the final analysis, this matter is my fault..."

Just as she opened her mouth, Mu Rou suddenly coughed violently.

"Cough cough cough cough cough..."

"Miss Mu..."

Out of instinct, Ren Pingsheng reached out to help her up from the bed and patted her back gently.

After a while.

Mu Rou calmed down, and her delicate face looked a little rosy. She didn't know whether it was due to coughing or some other reason.

Opening his palm, he saw a pool of bright red blood.

Ren Pingsheng frowned slightly, his face was extremely solemn, and his voice was low: "Miss Mu, your illness really can't be delayed any longer."

Hearing this, Mu Rou opened her mouth, wanting to say something.

After hesitating for a few seconds, he swallowed it back. After all, it was just silence.

Ren Pingsheng knew what she was thinking and said in a solemn tone: "Miss Mu is in the Mood for Love. There are still many beautiful things in the world that I have not seen. Are you willing to leave like this?"

Mu Rou originally wanted to say: Birth, old age, illness and death are human nature and cannot be forced.

But for some reason, facing Ren Pingsheng, who was only a stone's throw away from her, she had the idea of ​​expressing her feelings for the first time in her life.

After a few seconds of silence, he let out a long sigh: "So what if you don't give in? I was born weak and sickly. When I was a child, my father took me to see a doctor. The doctor told my father that within three years, I would die young.

After that, my father took me everywhere to seek medical advice. I spent countless efforts, suffered countless hardships, and shed countless tears. Those bitter herbs were boiled into a soup that even a beggar found difficult to swallow. But since I was a child, I have been seeing doctors ranging from barefoot doctors to famous local doctors to the miracle doctor in the capital. The more doctors I see, the weaker I become..."

At this point, I don't know if I was tired or felt it was meaningless. After a few seconds of pause, I said no more and just said: "Even Master can't do anything about my illness. Even if I am not willing to leave, what can I do?"

aside.

Qiu'er stared blankly at her young lady, frozen in place.

In all these years of serving the lady, this is the first time she has heard the lady talk about this.

While my heart was heavy, I couldn't help but feel sentimental, my eyes turned red, and I called out: "Miss."

Ren Shengsheng felt equally heavy and fell into silence.

After an unknown amount of time, he raised his eyes to look at Mu Rou and said in a solemn tone: "Since Miss Mu knows that she is not going to die soon and there is nothing she can do, she might as well stop drinking those bitter medicines and do whatever she wants. Try not to Leave with regret.”

The words fell.

Qiu'er was stunned for a moment, then looked anxious: "Your Majesty..."

Ren Pingsheng looked at Qiu'er with an unprecedented serious expression: "Miss Qiu'er, the more you hold some things in your hands, the faster they pass... Furthermore, even if you live carefully every day, you can live longer in the world. A few days, or even years, do you think it’s worth it?”

There was a look of confusion in Qiu'er's eyes.

She had never thought about what Ren Pingsheng said before.

Her thoughts were simple, let the young lady live as long as she could, that's all.

See her looking confused.

Ren Pingsheng said no more, turned to look at Mu Rou, and said seriously: "In the past few days, Miss Mu can think about where she wants to go and what she wants to do. Just tell me, I will try my best to meet Miss Mu's requirements. Life is short, it’s time to enjoy yourself.”

When Mu Rou heard this, she had a look on her face that was about to speak but was hesitant to speak.

Before she spoke, Ren Pingsheng took the lead and said, "Miss Mu, there is no need to feel that you owe me any favors. Whatever you owe me, your honorable master has already paid it back for you."

Having said this, he took out the "Yin Yang Liang Yi Heart Sutra" from his arms and waved it in front of her twice.

When Mu Rou saw the technique, she was startled, and then her eyes showed confusion.

Before this, no one had ever told her that life was short and it was time to enjoy yourself.

for a while.

Apart from reading, she couldn't think of anything she wanted to do.

Seeing her lost in thought, Ren Pingsheng added, "Miss Mu, think about it slowly. I still have some things to do. I'll see you again tomorrow."

After saying that, without any hesitation, he turned around and left.

Qiu'er watched his back disappear from sight, with a look of anxiety on her face. She wanted to say something, but didn't know how to say it.

Mu Rou, on the other hand, looked thoughtful and murmured to herself: "Life is short, enjoy yourself while you can..."

…………

After coming out of the Little Heavenly Master's house.

Ren Shengsheng left the mansion without stopping, mounted a yellow-haired horse, and went straight to the palace.

He had promised his sister-in-law before that he would go shopping and have dinner with her today as a celebration of her upcoming move to the princess' mansion.

As for why he treated Mu Rou like that just now.

It’s not that I really abandoned him, I took her to enjoy these few months, and then I left her waiting for death.

Instead, she took a different approach and allowed her to find the joy of life in the enjoyment of these days.

As long as she feels that her life in the world is so happy and there is no need for her to persuade her, she will find ways to survive.

By then, in the face of death, misogyny will be a joke.

This is Ren's lifelong plan.

certainly.

When the time comes, Mu Rou is still unwilling to extend her life through dual cultivation.

In his life, Ren can only take dangerous measures, sacrifice himself, and resort to beauty tricks...

A moment of random thoughts.

Unknowingly, he had arrived in front of the palace gate.

The well-groomed sister-in-law stood in the city gate, holding a storybook in her hand, looking at it casually, and occasionally raising her head to look into the distance.

Seeing Ren Pingsheng's figure, his eyes lit up and he subconsciously ran towards him.

After running for a few steps, I felt it was inappropriate, so I slowed down, pretended not to care, came to him, pouted, and said angrily: "Why did you come here just now?"

Ren Pingsheng said truthfully: "Something happened in the house."

"What happened?" Liu Yunmeng blinked and asked curiously.

Ren Pingsheng looked hesitant, not knowing whether he should say anything or not.

After a few breaths, I heard Liu Yunmeng say: "If you don't say it, don't say it. I'm too lazy to listen!"

After a pause, he added: "You are an hour late. I will punish you to continue telling stories to me tonight."

Ren Pingsheng: "Where?"

"Of course it's the princess's palace. Do you still want to sleep in the palace?"

Liu Yunmeng curled his lips.

Ren was speechless for the rest of his life.

"Stop wasting time, let's go! Accompany me to have dinner at Zuihua Pavilion!"

Liu Yunmeng put her arm around him and led him towards Sajin Street, with a smile on her face.

Ren Pingsheng was concerned about her reputation and wanted to pull his arms out of her arms.

He only moved for a moment, but unexpectedly Liu Yunmeng hugged her even tighter and let out a cold snort of dissatisfaction: "What? Are you embarrassed to be with me?"

A warm and soft touch came.

Ren Pingsheng's heart was shaken, he took a deep breath, calmed down his emotions, and said seriously: "I am afraid that idlers will see it and criticize His Highness, which will damage His Highness's reputation."

Liu Yunmeng looked completely unconcerned and waved her hand: "You are my brother-in-law, so we can be considered a family, so what's the harm in being more intimate?

If someone criticizes me, let them criticize me. I am not afraid and I don’t care. It is their turn to make irresponsible remarks on my family affairs. "

It is precisely because I am your brother-in-law that I cause criticism.

If it weren't for this relationship, I'm afraid not many people would care.

After all, the Zhou Dynasty had no rules restricting concubines.

Ren Pingsheng thought so in his heart, but he didn't say anything, just silent.

Let her hold his arm, acting intimately.

In front of the palace gate.

The two of them walked towards the direction of Sajin Street and drifted away.

not far away.

The centurion of the Forbidden Army and several guards watched the two of them drifting away, with admiration and envy on their faces.

How noble and arrogant His Highness Yunhe is.

Over the years, countless noble disciples with good looks and extraordinary family backgrounds have tried to pursue His Highness Yunhe, but all they received were either disdain or scorn.

even.

Back then, the eldest son of Duke Dingguo was severely beaten by someone brought by His Highness Yun He because he expressed his feelings to His Highness Yun He.

I thought that only an almost perfect man in the world could win the favor of His Highness Yunhe.

But I didn't expect...

The one whom His Highness Yunhe fell in love with in the end turned out to be Ren Shengsheng, the prince of Zhenbei.

Although Prince Zhenbei is also extremely outstanding, compared with His Highness Yunhe's former suitors, he doesn't seem to be much better.

What's more, the Prince of Zhenbei is also His Highness Yun He's mortal enemy and the consort of His Highness Chang An.

Faced with this situation, they can only say that Prince Zhenbei's methods are really superb. He can actually handle the flowers of the mountains like Lian Yun and His Highness with ease, which is admirable.

"When I have the opportunity, I must ask the prince for advice on how to deal with a woman like Yunhe."

The Centurion of the Forbidden Army watched Ren Pingsheng's back disappear and thought so in his heart.

…………

Sprinkle Street.

After several days of rainy weather, the sky rarely cleared up, and the entire street was packed with people hanging out. It was no exaggeration to say that it was a sea of ​​people.

The excitement is no less than the grand lantern festivals of the past.

Liu Yunmeng held Ren Pingsheng's arm and walked leisurely on the wide street.

The combination of handsome men and beautiful women attracted everyone's attention wherever they went.

Many of them recognized Ren Pingsheng's identity as the prince of Zhenbei.

After whispering a few words, they stopped talking.

In this world, men with a little status in the capital have many beautiful women in their homes.

It is true that the prince of Zhenbei is the consort of the princess, but he is also the prince, so it is normal for him to stroll on the street with a beauty.

The only thing worth discussing is that the beauty next to the prince of Zhenbei is really beautiful.

Even the top courtesan of Yirenju is not half as beautiful as her.

A very small number of people not only recognized Ren Pingsheng's identity, but also recognized Liu Yunmeng's identity. After a moment of surprise, their expressions became a little strange.

Then, they pretended not to see anything and continued to do their own things.

Passing through the surging crowd.

Ren Pingsheng and Liu Yunmeng came to Zuihua Pavilion.

The shopkeeper of Zuihua Pavilion had reserved a seat for them early in the morning and greeted them enthusiastically.

"Your Highness, the private room reserved for you is on the third floor by the window. Do you think it's okay?"

Because of the incident of writing dozens of poems to bid farewell to the prince before.

Zuihua Pavilion's reputation has further expanded, and now it seems to have become the number one restaurant in the capital.

It is also because of this.

The shopkeeper of Zuihua Pavilion respects Ren Pingsheng from the bottom of his heart, and the smile between his eyebrows is very sincere.

Ren Pingsheng nodded slightly and took his sister-in-law to the third floor.

The shopkeeper of Zuihua Pavilion naturally followed enthusiastically and entertained them personally.

At the same time.

In the lobby on the first floor.

A young man looked at the backs of Ren Pingsheng and Liu Yunmeng, and a thoughtful look appeared on his face.

Opposite.

Another young man asked curiously, "Brother Sun, do you know those two people?"

Sun Zhen said, "If I'm not mistaken, the man is the Prince of Zhenbei, and the woman next to him is Princess Yunhe."

The young man opposite him was surprised when he heard this.

Then he whispered, "How could the Prince of Zhenbei, as the consort of the eldest princess, be hanging out with His Highness Yunhe? You must have seen it wrong."

"I'm not mistaken, it's the Prince of Zhenbei and Princess Yunhe!"

Sun Zhen looked serious and said with certainty.

The young man opposite said firmly, "Brother Sun, you are wrong..."

At this point, he lowered his voice even lower, "It is better to have less trouble than more. Although we are the censors, we cannot control the affairs of the royal family. Besides, even if there is something between the Prince of Zhenbei and Princess Yunhe, it has nothing to do with us."

Sun Zhen looked at his companion and lowered his voice, "This matter has nothing to do with us, but it has something to do with others."

The young man heard the hidden meaning in his words and asked curiously, "Who is it related to?"

Sun Zheng's expression was serious, and he slowly uttered four words, "Your Highness the Prince of Jin!"