I just want to be a princess, no, you want to be a queen

Chapter 128 Face is More Important

"Why hesitate? Life is more important than face."

“Face is important!”

Chu Mingzheng's low voice interrupted Lu Mingyang's choice, which he thought was natural.

Lu Mingyang was speechless: "Your Highness Prince Ningyuan, you wouldn't be so hypocritical as to let me lie in your arms and cry and beg you to use it. I wouldn't do that, isn't it corny?"

Chu Mingzheng's face flushed red at what the sharp-tongued girl said, and he retorted sharply, "My face is more important."

“…” Lu Mingyang had question marks in his head.

"What are you looking at?" Chu Mingzheng glared back. He had been running around for over twenty days, and in such a mess, he had finally found something, and in the end, he had to use it himself. The thought of it was embarrassing enough.

The man sitting on the bed looked as if he had been soaked in snow, giving him a uniquely delicate look. Lu Mingyang looked at his embarrassed expression and burst out laughing.

"Lu Mingyang, I give you face!" Chu Mingzheng slammed the bedside table angrily.

"You guys go ahead and do your work. I'll go outside." Lu Mingyang suppressed a laugh and slipped out. The low wooden farmhouse was not very soundproof, and the sounds from inside could be heard faintly.

“It’s quite beautiful!”

"My wife!"

Leng Lingfeng was speechless and angrily threw the bamboo tube into Chu Mingzheng's hand, "This, just swallow it, and your illness will be cured."

After that, he turned around and left.

"Come back!" Chu Mingzheng shook his frozen head and asked in a low voice, "Is there no other way?"

"No!" Leng Ling was still not satisfied.

"Then I can only go again. But this reason makes it difficult to deal with." Chu Mingzheng sighed. Danger is everywhere, and he doesn't want others to know how much he cares about the little girl.

Outside, Lu Mingyang silently withdrew his gaze, gazing at the pear blossoms in the courtyard, his thoughts drifting away. So many people had offered him women, but he had refused them all, instead going off to visit brothels. Thinking about it, it seemed a bit illogical.

Could it be that he did it on purpose?

So, can I take advantage of the time difference when His Majesty is replaced and on the way back to Beijing to go to Tianshan and find medicine for myself?

Lu Mingyang touched her burning cheek and hurriedly put on her veil. "It's just a life-saving favor, don't think too much about it."

The sun was about to set. She glanced at Pei Mian standing in the courtyard, then walked towards Zhu Cong outside the courtyard gate and said, "I'm going back first."

"I'll take you there!"

"No need, just take good care of him."

"But you..."

"I'm fine! Now is a great time for a spring outing. It's easy to get a ride, and you might even run into someone you know."

Lu Mingyang hummed a brisk tune as she headed towards the main road. As luck would have it, she encountered the carriage from the Marquis of Bei'an's mansion. Was her mouth blessed?

After not seeing her for many days, Zheng Xuan looked even more beautiful, with her hair full of pearls and jade, shining brightly.

She enthusiastically invited Lu Mingyang to ride in the carriage.

"Miss Lu, that's not right. You should be called Princess now. I was young that day, so please forgive me for any offense I caused."

"I was in a bad mood that day and spoke rudely. Please forgive me, Miss Zheng." Lu Mingyang responded with a smile.

Zheng Xuan smiled, a hint of shyness on her face, "My younger sister is getting married soon, and I want to invite the princess to drink a bowl of wedding wine."

Lu Mingyang smiled and complimented, "I wonder which young man would be lucky enough to marry Miss Zheng?"

"Of course, he can't compare to His Highness's noble status, but he's a good person." Even so, Zheng Xuan's eyes were full of pride: "The second son of the Duke of Song's mansion!"

Song Wei?

Although Song Wei hadn't contacted her these days, she always felt uneasy. When she heard the news, she was so happy that she couldn't stop smiling.

Lu Mingyang complimented him a few times before smiling and declining, "I'm a woman after all, so I need to ask His Highness if I can go. But I will definitely prepare a generous gift when the time comes."

Arriving at the Chengyang Marquis' Mansion, Zheng Xuan personally escorted Lu Mingyang off the carriage before leaving. At that time, Wei Luo was teaching Yang Nian'er martial arts in the front yard.

Yang Nian'er saw her second sister, put away her sword and ran over, wondering, "Second sister, why did you come back in Zheng Xuan's carriage?"

"I met him on the road. I don't know why, but he was suddenly very polite to me."

Yang Nian'er didn't have a good impression of Zheng Xuan. She curled her lips in disdain: "You are the princess now, so I will curry favor with you!"

"I don't think so. You know her..." Lu Mingyang walked into the house holding his sister's arm. Before he finished speaking, he saw Wei Luo.

Wei Luo saluted with his sword, "Since my cousin has returned safely, I will go back."

Lu Mingyang was surprised: "Cousin, do you know where I went?"

Wei Luo said, "My cousin didn't go to the palace. The palace sent someone to report her. I asked someone to check. But don't worry, cousin. I asked someone to report the emergency and the people in the palace didn't find out."

Ah? But she just ran into Zheng Xuan.

"Thank you, cousin!" Lu Mingyang didn't want to refuse his cousin's kindness. He looked at the sun and said, "Cousin, let's have dinner first!"

"No, I have something else to do."

Since that was the case, Lu Mingyang did not try to stop him. He took his sister's arm and returned to Xunyang Pavilion, saying sourly, "I was teaching you martial arts, and you slept. He was teaching you martial arts, and you were so diligent."

"Their teaching is better than yours. You haven't figured it out yourself, yet you're teaching me blindly."

"Uh!"

She had promised to keep her elder sister's martial arts skills a secret, so she had never told Nian'er about it. She was teaching her elder sister what she had taught her, so mistakes were inevitable. She knew that, but she couldn't be so disrespectful of herself.

Lu Mingyang slapped his sister angrily.

Yang Nian'er grabbed her hand and said, "Second sister, it wasn't His Highness who did it to your face, it was Qin Miao."

Lu Mingyang was surprised: "How did you know?"

Thinking back, before his wound became problematic, people outside the mansion had indeed only seen Qin Miao.

"Brother Wei checked." Yang Nian'er took out a packet of butter paper from her bosom and handed it to her second sister. "This is Baihuadan powder. Brother Wei checked all the pharmacies in the capital. Qin Miao's wet nurse bought it there two days before your wound festered."

"But we can't be sure it's her, right?" She had just wrongly accused a good person.

"That's her. She's just jealous of Prince Ningyuan being so kind to you. She wants to disfigure you so she can become the princess."

Yang Nian'er stamped her feet anxiously, hugged Lu Mingyang tightly, and advised: "Second sister, just take me to the palace. I will definitely protect you and won't let you be bullied again."

So he was waiting for him here. Lu Mingyang glared at his sister: "Didn't I tell you not to tell anyone? Who told you to tell your cousin?"

She knew that Nian'er was really full of fighting spirit when it came to her, so she first taught her a lesson and quickly changed the subject: "Nian'er, do you know what Zheng Xuan just told me?"

"What's the matter?" Yang Nian'er's attention was indeed diverted.

Lu Mingyang said mysteriously, "She's going to marry Song Wei, and the wedding date has been set."

"What did you say?"

A sudden roar of alarm was heard. Just as the two were about to turn into Xunyang Pavilion, a dark shadow darted out. Lu Mingqin, eyes red, grabbed Lu Mingyang's arms and asked, "What did you say?"