cannon fodder love

Chapter 80 Bride of the Bone 5
"Sister, where are we going now?" Zi Yan asked impatiently as she walked out of the inn.

"Where are you going now?" Bai Ling was stunned when she heard the words. Her mission this time is to find her true love, but who is it?The system has no hint at all.

"Damn Mr. System" Bai Ling cursed inwardly, looking at the crowd, he saw many people walking in one direction, and some people said excitedly: "The prime minister's daughter threw a hydrangea ball, let's go and see."

"Qianjin throwing the hydrangea ball, it must be lively, sister, let's go and see it too." Before Bai Ling could speak, the lively Zi Yan couldn't hold back her curiosity and wanted to see what happened.

Bai Ling also wanted to go and see the excitement, anyway, he had nothing to do now, so he was free when he was idle.

The two followed the crowd to an embroidery building, and saw a woman leaning on the railing. The woman was slender and dignified, but her face was covered with a veil, so she couldn't see her face clearly.

The people who watched the excitement started to discuss: "Have you heard? She looks extremely ugly."

"If you don't look at her face, she is considered a beauty. What a pity."

"Otherwise, it's the same when you marry and go home and turn off the lights."

...

Some people spoke very loudly, and some words reached the ears of the people upstairs. The young lady was covered with a veil, so she couldn't see the expression on her face clearly, but the maid beside her frowned and shouted at the crowd angrily: "Please don't say that!" You can leave if you don’t want to speak ill of the lady.”

The servant girl's words played a big role, and people's discussions became quieter.

"Miss, I brought the hydrangea, can I throw it away?" a maid asked with the hydrangea in her hand.

"Wait a little longer." The lady glanced at the crowd and shook her head in disappointment.

"Is the young lady waiting for some young master?" A servant girl asked in a low voice, it seemed that she knew what was on the young lady's mind.

"Today, he won't come." The young lady sighed, took the hydrangea from the maidservant, and was about to throw it away.

Seeing that the lady was about to throw the hydrangea ball, someone subconsciously took a few steps back, presumably because he didn't want to catch the hydrangea ball and just wanted to watch the fun.

"Sister, this lady looks pitiful, I'll help her."

Bai Ling nodded, since he let himself meet, he will lead the red line for them.

Ziyan is a demon, so it is easy to inquire about a person. After a while, he stole the memory from the young lady's mind and knew the identity of the man.

"It turned out to be a poor scholar selling calligraphy and painting, sister, let's call him."

The two left the crowd and went to find the scholar.

At this time, the scholar was still selling calligraphy and paintings on the street, and he had heard about the prime minister's daughter throwing hydrangea balls, but he felt that it had nothing to do with him, and there was no need to go into the muddy water.

"Sister, look at mine." Zi Yan smiled and pointed at the scholar, all the calligraphy and paintings were superimposed by themselves, and then flew up.

Those were all painstaking works of the scholar, and the scholar was naturally unwilling to lose his painting, so he chased after it and unknowingly came to the front of the Embroidery Building.

At this time, the hydrangea has long been thrown away, but no one is willing to pick it up, and they are pushing the hydrangea back and forth, giving way to each other.

When the scholar arrived, the hydrangea landed in his arms impartially.The scholar wanted to throw it away, but the hydrangea seemed to have taken root, and he couldn't throw it out no matter what.

"Choose him and take him to the backyard." Seeing that the person receiving the hydrangea was exactly the person she missed, the young lady was elated.

"I won't go, I don't want to be a door-to-door son-in-law." The scholar struggled, his mother was still waiting for him to come home, and he also heard that the prime minister's daughter was extremely ugly, facing an ugly woman, would he be able to live his life in the future?

"It's not up to you, you have to go." Several big men forcibly took the scholar away.

Several people shook their heads sympathetically, and the spectators dispersed.

"Sister, should we leave or stay?" Ziyan said a little worriedly, she brought the man here, and she couldn't harm the scholar.

"Help people to the end, let's follow." Bai Ling didn't want to just leave like this, the two followed invisibly.

"So what about the prime minister? I just don't want to."

In the backyard of the Prime Minister's Mansion, where the scholar was tied up, several old mothers were doing her ideological work: "Scholar, what are you selling calligraphy and painting for? Isn't it just for money?"

"Wealth is in front of you now, as long as you nod."

"Our lady is kind-hearted and treats your mother very well."

...

Several people chattered, the scholar was a little moved, and couldn't help asking: "Is your lady really ugly?"

"This?" Several old women looked at each other in blank dismay, and fell silent.

The scholar immediately understood something in his heart, and snorted coldly: "I would rather die than marry"

"Lock him up and release him after you figure it out." An old woman shouted at the two men, "Watch him, don't let him get away."

After the few people left, Bai Ling and Zi Yan transformed into two servant girls beside the young lady, and walked towards the place where the scholar was imprisoned.

"Miss asked us to ask you some questions," Bai Ling said to the man guarding the door.

The man nodded and let them in.

"Who are you?" The scholar was sulking, when he saw two young women coming in, he asked with a bad attitude.

"We are Miss's personal maids. Miss has long admired the talent of the young master, so she wants to marry the young master." Bai Ling said while observing the reaction of the scholar.

"But I don't like her." The scholar said coldly, he would not marry a woman he didn't love just for money.

"My lord, you haven't met my young lady, so how do you know you don't like her?" Bai Ling asked back.

"Your lady is too ugly, so I don't mind seeing you." The scholar said with a straight face.

"Who said my young lady is ugly, but my young lady is pretty." Zi Yan covered her mouth and smiled.

"Really?" The scholar didn't believe it. Everyone said that the prime minister's daughter was ugly. Could it be that the rumors were wrong.

"If my young lady is a beauty, would you be willing to marry her?" Bai Ling probed.

"Let me think about it," the scholar said blankly, but his tone was not as tough as before.

"Think about it slowly, young master, we'll come back tomorrow."

Bai Ling and Zi Yan left the room, Zi Yan couldn't help asking: "Sister, shall we help them?"

"Go and see that woman first, and then think about other things." If the woman is kind, then she can help her. If the woman's character is not good, she will not intervene in this matter.

"If that woman is really ugly, how can my sister help her?" A demon can kill people, but it can't change the appearance of others.

"I know skin painting, have you forgotten?" Bai Ling smiled.

"Didn't you say that the skin painting technique is only useful for demons?" Zi Yan was still a little puzzled. In the ancient tomb, she heard the conversation between the old man and Bai Ling.

"The master lied to me, he didn't want me to meddle in ordinary people's affairs." Bai Ling snorted coldly, at first she also believed the old man's words, but after thinking about it slowly, she realized that she had been duped by the master.

"That's great, sister, let's help her now." Zi Yan said excitedly.

"Look at your quick temper, okay." Bai Ling nodded Zi Yan's forehead, and dragged her to find the young lady's room.

(End of this chapter)