Huangxiu

Chapter 374 Secret Discussion
Chu Zhiyuan clasped his fists and said with a smile: "Brother Gao, I'll go in first."

Gao Jiuqiu absentmindedly clasped his fists in return, still immersed in the swordsmanship he had just demonstrated.

Chu Zhiyuan sighed: "With such pure concentration, how can it not be accomplished?"

Zhu Caifu snorted, "Please."

She saw through Chu Zhiyuan's hypocrisy at a glance.

He talks big and never says a bad word. All he says is flattery. You can tell at a glance that he has bad intentions.

Gao Jiuqiu was too naive and was obviously fooled by him, thinking that the guy in front of him was a good person.

Chu Zhiyuan didn't care about Zhu Caifu's attitude. As a grandmaster, he had the right to be willful and say whatever he wanted.

He could conclude that Zhu Caifu was a person who hated evil and could not tolerate any grain of sand in her eyes.

There is no need to say too much to such a passionate person, just speak the facts.

He waved his hand.

Guo Chi and the others stayed outside, and only Zou Fang followed him holding the Moonlight Sword.

Zhu Caifu glanced at Zou Fang and snorted, "It's rare for a master to be perfect."

Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said, "Mr. Zhu is a great master."

"I am lucky." Zhu Caifu said calmly, "But you are luckier."

"Yes," Chu Zhiyuan nodded: "I have always been lucky."

"Is it your good luck that Her Royal Highness the Princess was assassinated this time?"

"What do you mean?" Chu Zhiyuan asked in confusion, "Is your injury okay?"

"Don't you know?"

"It's just that your Highness has two scars on his face. In fact, scars on the face are not that serious. Your Highness doesn't need to worry too much."

"Humph, you say one thing and mean another. If you were to marry, would you marry someone with a scar on her face?"

"When it comes to marrying a virtuous woman, the key is to see who she is, not whether she has a scar on her face." Chu Zhiyuan shook his head.

"Ridiculous!" Zhu Caifu curled her lips: "It sounds nice, but if you really want to marry me, I will try my best to avoid you."

Chu Zhiyuan smiled but said nothing.

But I was secretly muttering to myself.

What does Zhu Caifu mean by this?
What she meant was that she disliked the Eighteenth Princess's disfigured face and didn't want to marry someone with a disfigured face.

It’s not that Princess Eighteen doesn’t want to marry me, it’s that I don’t want to marry her.

Then the responsibility lies on yourself.

……

The two of them came to a courtyard, pushed the door open, and saw two beautiful maids busying around.

The door of the main house in the courtyard was open, and inside the house sat a woman covered in white gauze with beautiful eyebrows and eyes. She was the Eighteenth Princess Cheng Miaozhen whom I had met before.

Chu Zhiyuan came to the steps outside the house and clasped his fists and said, "How is your highness?"

Cheng Miaozhen was holding a book, put it down and looked at him, his eyes showing aloofness and indifference: "Thank you for your concern, it's all fine."

Chu Zhiyuan took a deep look at the wound on her face.

I found that the two scars extended from the corners of the eyes to the lips, one on the left and one on the right.

Even if injured, the body must be symmetrical on both sides, paying attention to the beauty of symmetry.

I don’t know whether it was her work or Zhu Caifu’s.

Apart from the wound on her face, her body was completely unharmed and her breathing was flowing freely.

The two auras collided and were annihilated without a trace, making it almost impossible to sense.

Every time I see her breath, I feel amazing.

The world is so big that there are all kinds of strange things. Even such wonderful mental methods exist.

"Your Highness, rest and recover, and be at ease," Chu Zhiyuan said, "Thanks to the Grandmaster, Your Highness is lucky to be safe and sound."

"It is indeed a blessing, but I am sorry to disappoint the prince." She said calmly: "I am scarred and disfigured. I am not ashamed to be the prince's consort."

Chu Zhiyuan raised his eyebrows.

From what Zhu Caifu said before, she thought the two were going to put the blame on her.

Now listening to what Cheng Miaozhen said, I feel that Cheng Miaozhen is the one who sees things clearly.

I originally thought she acted decisively and I admired her very much. Now seeing Cheng Miaozhen like this, I like her even more.

His expression was heavy, and he said slowly: "Your Highness, if you don't want to enter my house, you don't have to force it. If you want to enter my 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 for 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 met the two women's gazes with a smile.

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 stay aside."

Chu Zhiyuan nodded.

Cheng Miaozhen stood up gracefully, walked out of the house, and came to the small pavilion in the yard.

She waved her hands.

The two beautiful maids stepped back quietly, then left the yard, closed the gate, and stood guard outside.

……

"Can you find the antidote?" Zhu Caifu asked solemnly, "Where is the antidote?"

Chu Zhiyuan smiled: "Actually, you shouldn't ask me this question. You should ask Your Highness and Mr. Zhu."

The two women looked at each other.

Zhu Caifu said: "Nonsense, where can we get the antidote?"

Chu Zhiyuan smiled: "There is no outsider here, let's be frank. Your Highness and I are actually in the same boat."

If Zhu Caifu wanted to push herself off the boat, and Cheng Miaozhen also wanted to do the same, then 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 certain that they had indeed poisoned and disfigured themselves.

This was a self-written and self-acted assassination.

"I don't want to disappoint Ruoling and marry someone else, and Your Highness doesn't want to marry Dajing. We have the same goal."

"I have been looking for an opportunity to discuss cooperation with His Highness in secret. My original idea was to have His Highness fake his death to get out of this situation, but I didn't expect His Highness to be more decisive and act directly."

Escape by feigning death.

We'll find a way to bring the dead back to life later. There are such elixirs in this world.

She escaped by being disfigured.

This seems to be a smarter approach. She doesn't have to fake her death and still maintains her noble status as a princess.

actually not.

The two women looked at each other and stared at Chu Zhiyuan, trying to see whether what Chu Zhiyuan said was true or false.

Chu Zhiyuan continued, "This matter cannot be hidden from Grandfather Huang and your father."

Even I could guess this method, how could I hide it from the two emperors.

Zhu Caifu snorted, "What on earth are you going to say?"

Chu Zhiyuan said: "If we want to succeed in this matter, we need to cooperate with each other."

Zhu Caifu stared at him with distrust.

Chu Zhiyuan asked, "Mr. Zhu, do you think that I am a lecherous person who will directly reject this marriage proposal just because Your Highness has ruined his appearance?"

"Will you agree?"

"Mr. Zhu, you don't understand. The key is not whether I agree or not. Did His Highness come here willingly?"

Cheng Miaozhen said calmly: "You mean, whether your appearance is ruined or not is not that important, the key is what your grandfather meant?"

Chu Zhiyuan clapped his hands and smiled: "Your Highness is wise, ... If there are no further measures, what will be the next step?"

Cheng Miaozhen frowned slightly: "Your grandfather will understand the greater good and will not despise me because of my ruined appearance. He will still order you to marry me."

Zhu Caifu frowned: "Not really? Marrying a woman with a disfigured face as the principal princess?"

Chu Zhiyuan laughed at her and said, "Mr. Zhu, it seems that you really don't understand the emperor's mind... In the eyes of the emperor, women are not that important. One more woman or one less woman is not that important. If you marry a woman with scars, then put her aside and marry a beautiful one."

Both women's expressions changed slightly.

They suddenly realized that they had fallen into a misunderstanding: they had replaced their own thoughts with the emperor's.

(End of this chapter)