As soon as Song Wanqing sat down, Shangguan Hao became impatient.
"Sister Qing'er is worthy of being the granddaughter of the old Chinese doctor. She is not inferior to men. She can save Brother Yi from the fire. It is really admirable."
Others immediately nodded in agreement.
"The fire was so fierce at that time, were you afraid of sister Qing'er?" The smile on Shangguan Hao's face showed no admiration at all.
Song Wanqing raised her clear eyes and looked at Xiao Yi, "Was King Chu afraid at that time?"
Xiao Yi looked embarrassed and glared at Shangguan Hao warningly.
"I would be scared too, but I didn't expect that sister Qing'er would be so courageous in order to marry into the royal family. It's really admirable."
"What a great opportunity, but it's a pity that my calculation was wrong, my face was ruined, and I couldn't get married."
Everyone looked at Song Wanqing's joke with ill intentions.
Song Zhiqiu immediately stood up and said, "Don't say that. After all, my father has agreed to brother Yi marrying the eldest sister. It's the eldest sister who doesn't want to."
"It's time to change my name to Aunt Song," Shangguan Hao smiled, "You are too naive. I think the emperor had no intention of letting Song Wanqing in from the beginning."
Everyone looked curiously waiting for him to continue.
"The emperor is so wise, how could he not know her plan?" Shangguan Hao shook his head, "It was a helpless move to grant the marriage at that time. If I try to persuade Marquis Ding'an afterwards, the marriage must be cancelled."
Someone immediately nodded in agreement, "That makes sense, Song Wanqing. In fact, you don't want to break off the engagement at all, right?"
"It must be, otherwise why would she make a fuss today?" Someone twitched the corner of his mouth disdainfully, "She is unwilling to do so."
Song Wanqing's eyes were opened and she couldn't help but clapped her hands, "Other people say that you young masters are ignorant and incompetent and can't accomplish anything. I don't think so..."
Shangguan Hao and others didn't know what she meant and looked at her blankly.
"I think you can definitely write a storybook. Your ability to make up stories is so strong." Song Wanqing looked at Shangguan Hao and said, "Master Shangguan, keep going, it's very exciting."
As a result, Shangguan Hao blushed and became thick-necked.
"The bottom line is that my sister is self-aware," Song Zhiqiu said at the right time, "Her face cannot be cured. Even if she marries Brother Yi, she won't know how to face Brother Yi in the future."
She took Xiao Yi's arm affectionately and said, "Instead of watching brother Yi fall in love with someone else, it is better to break off the engagement and preserve one's dignity."
"You're right!" Shangguan Hao immediately nodded in agreement, "After all, a disfigured woman can't even be used as a vase when she gets married."
"Hahaha……"
Everyone burst into laughter immediately.
Song Zhiqiu looked at Song Wanqing provocatively: So what if the dowry is taken away? Just keep the dowry and be an ugly monster for the rest of your life!
Song Wanqing glanced at everyone, "Who said my face can't be cured?"
"If it can be cured, it's been more than a month now, why hasn't it been cured yet?" Someone immediately asked.
Song Zhiqiu stood up and testified, "Eldest sister, you don't have to lie to everyone. My mother went to see her this morning. The eldest sister's face is indeed getting worse."
She became more and more provocative, "Otherwise, do you dare to take off your veil and show it to everyone?"
"Yes, do you dare to pick it?" Shangguan Hao followed suit.
"Whether I take off my veil or not, does it have anything to do with my face?" Song Wanqing couldn't help asking, "My sister is getting married today, isn't she also wearing a veil? Are you disfigured too?"
"Don't you know why I wear a veil?" Song Zhiqiu gritted his teeth.
"Oh, I remembered it," Song Wanqing said as if she suddenly realized, "It was your mother who didn't want you to marry, so she poisoned your face."
"What?" Xiao Yi's expression immediately changed and he stared at Song Zhiqiu dissatisfied.
Everyone else's eyes widened, they didn't expect this.
"No, no." Song Zhiqiu quickly shook his head, "Don't listen to her nonsense, she poisoned me."
Song Zhiqiu looked aggrieved, "My eldest sister must have poisoned me because she was dissatisfied with me marrying Brother Yi."
Song Wanqing shook her head, "You two, mother and daughter, don't speak the truth."
"Song Wanqing, even if my face is temporarily ruined, I am still better than you. Your face will never get better." Song Zhiqiu was very proud.
Chen Qinglian said that even if the old Chinese doctor comes back, there will be no way to save the day.
"My face has healed." Song Wanqing said firmly.
"Impossible!" Song Zhiqiu took Xiao Yi's arm, "Brother Yi, she lied, her face has been completely ruined, and she will never get better in this life."
Song Wanqing smiled nonchalantly, "Believe it or not, it has nothing to do with you whether my face is good or not."
She stood up and prepared to leave, "I just came here to show my face and send my blessings, and I'm going back now."
She turned to leave.
When Song Zhiqiu saw it, he couldn't let Song Wanqing leave like this.
So, she gritted her teeth, rushed over immediately, stood on tiptoes, and pulled off the veil from Song Wanqing's face.
At the same time, for some reason, the veil fell off her face.
Their faces were revealed at the same time.
Everyone showed surprised looks, and even Xiao Yi took a step forward in shock.
The two stood face to face, with the veils on their faces falling off. One face was covered in red scars, which looked a little scary, while the other face was white and smooth without any scars.
But what no one expected was that the one covered with scars turned out to be Song Zhiqiu.
And Song Wanqing's face really healed.
Song Zhiqiu was completely dumbfounded when he saw Song Wanqing's skin that was like fine jade.
"How could this happen?" she muttered.
She has hated Song Wanqing's face since she was a child.
The two of them obviously have the same amount of food and clothing, and even the makeup and powder they usually use are almost the same, but Song Wanqing's skin is better than hers.
Fairer than her, smoother than her, and more delicate than her.
She had long wanted to destroy Song Wanqing's face, so when Xiao Yi proposed using fire to destroy Song Wanqing's face, she wholeheartedly agreed, completely ignoring Chen Qinglian's objections.
But now, why is Song Wanqing's face so good?
Song Wan had expected this early in the morning. When she appeared today, Song Zhiqiu would definitely find a way to take revenge, and her face was Song Zhiqiu's only weapon.
It's a pity that since she had already discovered that Chen Qinglian used some cinnabar, how could she let others take advantage of her?
The ulcers Chen Qinglian saw were just what she used to make them look like.
"Sister, why are you doing this?" Song Wanqing looked at Song Zhiqiu sympathetically, "If you do this, everyone will think that the King of Chu has to marry an ugly woman who cannot be used as a vase. Isn't it stupid?"
Song Zhiqiu realized this and quickly covered his face and looked at Xiao Yi in panic.
Xiao Yi slowly moved his eyes away from Song Wanqing's face and shouted to Song Zhiqiu, "Why don't you go back quickly? Do you want to continue to be embarrassed here?"
Song Wanqing left in high spirits.
Xiao Yi stared at her back. Song Wanqing's face was no different from before, but why did she look more attractive?
