Chapter 374 Secret Discussion
Chu Zhiyuan cupped his fists and smiled: "Brother Gao, I'll go in first."
Gao Jiuqu absent-mindedly returned the salute with cupped fists, still immersed in the swordsmanship just now.
Chu Zhiyuan sighed: "If you are so dedicated and pure, why can't you succeed?"
Zhu Caifu hummed: "Please."
She saw through Chu Zhiyuan's hypocrisy at a glance.
He talks eloquently and doesn't say anything bad but only speaks in support. You can tell at a glance that he is not well-intentioned.
Gao Jiuqu was too naive, and he obviously had his way, thinking that the guy in front of him was a good person.
Chu Zhiyuan didn't take Zhu Caifu's attitude seriously. As a grand master, he has the right to do whatever he wants and say whatever he wants.
He could conclude that Zhu Caifu was a person who hated evil as much as hatred and could not get rid of the sand in his eyes.
There is no need to say too much to such a temperamental person, just speak with facts.
He waved his hand.
Guo Chi and the others stayed outside, with only Zou Fang following him holding the Mingyue Sword.
Zhu Caifu glanced at Zou Fang and hummed: "It is rare for a master to be perfect."
Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said: "Mr. Zhu is a great master."
"I am lucky." Zhu Caifu said lightly: "But your luck is better."
"Yes," Chu Zhiyuan nodded: "I have always been lucky."
"The assassination of Her Royal Highness the Princess this time is considered your good luck, right?"
"How do you say this?" Chu Zhiyuan said in confusion: "Your Highness's injury doesn't matter, right?"
"Don't you know?"
"I only say that His Highness has two scars on his face. In fact, the scars on his face are not that important. Your Highness does not need to care too much."
"Hmph, what you say is true. If you want to marry a wife, can you marry someone with scars on her face?"
"The key to marrying a virtuous wife is who she is, not whether there are scars on the face." Chu Zhiyuan shook his head.
"It's ridiculous!" Zhu Caifu curled her lips: "It sounds nice, but if you really want to get married, you will have no way to avoid it."
Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said nothing.
But he was muttering secretly in his heart.
What does Zhu Caifu’s words mean?
What she meant was that she disliked the disfigurement of the eighteenth princess and did not want to marry a disfigured one.
It's not that the eighteenth princess doesn't want to marry her, it's that she doesn't want to marry her.
The responsibility lies with you.
……
The two of them arrived outside a courtyard, pushed the door open, and saw two beautiful maids busy at work.
The door to the main room of the courtyard was open, and sitting inside was a woman covered in white gauze with picturesque features. She was none other than the eighteenth princess Cheng Miaozhen whom she had met before.
Chu Zhiyuan came to the steps outside the house, cupped his fists and said, "How are you, Your Highness?"
Cheng Miaozhen was holding a book, put it down and looked at him, with a look of alienation and indifference on his face: "It's no big deal that I'm concerned about you."
Chu Zhiyuan looked at the injuries on her face.
It was discovered that these two scars extended from the corner of the eye to the lip, one on the left and one on the right.
Even if you are injured, you must be symmetrical and pay attention to the beauty of symmetry.
I don’t know if it was her handiwork or Zhu Caifu’s.
Except for the wounds on her face, her body was unharmed and her breath was flowing freely.
The two breaths collided, annihilated without leaving a trace, and almost impossible to be perceived.
Every time I see her breath, I feel amazing.
The world is so vast, there are no wonders, and such wonderful mental methods exist.
"Your Highness can rest in peace and recuperate, and relax your mind," Chu Zhiyuan said: "The Grand Master took action, and it is a great blessing that His Highness is safe and sound."
"It is indeed a blessing, but I will disappoint the prince." She said lightly: "I am scarred and disfigured, and I have no face to hold the position of the prince's concubine."
Chu Zhiyuan raised his eyebrows.
Zhu Caifu's previous words meant that the two of them wanted to put the blame on herself.
Now listening to Cheng Miaozhen's words, I feel that Cheng Miaozhen understands things.
I originally thought she acted decisively and admired her very much, but now seeing Cheng Miaozhen acting like this, I feel even more favorable towards her.
He looked heavy and said slowly: "Your Highness doesn't want to enter our house, so there is no need to force it. If you want to enter our house, the scars are not important. After all, no matter how strange the poison is, there is always an antidote... right, Mr. Cheng?"
"There is no antidote to this poison." Zhu Caifu snorted. Chu Zhiyuan smiled: "I believe we can find an antidote."
Zhu Caifu frowned and stared at him.
Cheng Miaozhen also looked at him quietly.
He smiled and met the eyes of the two women.
They looked at each other and vaguely guessed that Chu Zhiyuan should know something.
Chu Zhiyuan said: "If I want to say a few private words to His Highness, would it be too abrupt?"
Zhu Caifu said coldly: "I want to be by the side."
Chu Zhiyuan nodded.
Cheng Miaozhen stood up gracefully, walked out of the house, and came to the small pavilion in the courtyard.
She waved her jade hands.
The two beautiful maids backed away slightly, then exited the courtyard, closed the door, and stood guard outside.
……
"Can you find the antidote?" Zhu Caifu said solemnly: "Where is the antidote?"
Chu Zhiyuan smiled: "Actually, you shouldn't ask me this question, you should ask His Highness and Mr. Zhu."
The two women looked at each other.
Zhu Caifu said: "What nonsense are you talking about? Where did we get the antidote!"
Chu Zhiyuan smiled: "There are no outsiders here anymore. Let's open the skylight and talk openly. Your Highness and I are actually on the same boat."
Zhu Caifu wanted to push herself off the boat, and if Cheng Miaozhen did the same, there was no need to say anything more.
And since Cheng Miaozhen is so particular, there is a basis for cooperation.
The two women were silent.
Chu Zhiyuan was already convinced that it was indeed them who poisoned her and disfigured her face by themselves.
This is a self-written and self-acted assassination.
"I don't want to let Ruo Ling down and marry someone else, and His Highness doesn't want to marry Da Jing. We have the same goal."
"I have been looking for an opportunity to secretly discuss cooperation with His Highness. The original idea was to let His Highness fake death to escape. Unexpectedly, His Highness acted more decisively and took action directly."
Escape by feigning death.
In the future, we will find a way to resurrect from the dead. It is not that there is no such elixir in this world.
She used disfigurement to escape.
This seems more advanced. There is no need to fake death, and she still has the noble status of a princess.
Not really.
The two women looked at each other and stared at Chu Zhiyuan, trying to see through the truth of what Chu Zhiyuan said.
Chu Zhiyuan continued: "In fact, this matter cannot be hidden from the emperor's grandfather and your father."
Even he could guess this method, how could he hide it from the two emperors.
Zhu Caifu hummed: "What on earth are you going to say?"
Chu Zhiyuan said: "If we want to take full credit for this matter, we need to cooperate with each other."
Zhu Caifu stared at him distrustfully.
Chu Zhiyuan said: "Mr. Zhu, do you think that I am that lecherous person who will refuse this marriage directly because His Highness has ruined his appearance?"
"Would you agree?"
"Mr. Zhu didn't understand. The key is not whether I agree or not. Could it be that His Highness came here willingly?"
Cheng Miaozhen said calmly: "You mean, it's not that important whether the appearance is ruined or not. The key is still what Grandpa Ling wanted?"
Chu Zhiyuan put his hands on his hands and smiled: "Your Highness is wise,...if there is no further means, what will be the next step?"
Cheng Miaozhen lightly frowned: "My grandfather will understand the righteousness deeply and will not dislike my appearance because my appearance is ruined, so he still decrees that you marry me."
Zhu Caifu frowned: "Isn't that true? Marry a disfigured woman to be the princess?"
Chu Zhiyuan looked at her with a smile: "Mr. Zhu seems to really understand the emperor's thoughts... In the eyes of the emperor's grandfather, women are not that important. One more woman and one less woman are not that important. Marrying a man with scars, then... Put it aside and marry someone beautiful.”
Both women's expressions changed slightly.
They suddenly realized that they had fallen into a misunderstanding: they had substituted their own thoughts for the emperor's thoughts.
(End of chapter)