Ugly Beauty: The Second Miss Waste

Chapter 6
The hall began to discuss loudly, and every sentence was spurned.

"It's really shameless, look at her face, let alone King Yu, even a beggar would not want it."

"Look at Miss Lin, she is gentle and beautiful, how can she have such a younger sister?"

"Looking like this, being divorced, not committing suicide, having the face to live in this world, it shows how thick-skinned he is."

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Qingcheng looked at the innocent Lin Yazhu and the disgusted Yu Wang Murong Yu, and stood up.

She glanced at everyone who despised her, and wherever her eyes went, everyone was silent.

"Whether a person looks ugly means heinous crimes, and whether he is beautiful means he is born kind and noble." Cold as a mountain spring, cool to the heart and spleen.

When the words fell, no one made a sound, and someone boldly retorted: "You are not only ugly, but also have bad conduct. On the day of your wedding, you even stole items from the palace. Could it be true what the prince said? The prime minister's daughters are all gentle. Xianshu knows the book and is reasonable, how can you ruin the reputation of the prime minister's mansion."

Mu Qingcheng raised her voice with a cold face: "Stealing? Since I am the prime minister's daughter, have I never seen valuables in the prime minister's mansion, and then I was reduced to stealing on the wedding night? What's more, I am married to King Yu as a side concubine. Could it be that he would rare a treasure and ruin his reputation and make King Yu feel disgusted?"

The people in the hall were speechless. , Qingcheng continued, looking at King Yu, his face became colder and colder.

"You all know it well, why pretend to be deaf and dumb? It's nothing more than King Yu disliked my appearance and designed to frame me. The daughters of the prime minister's mansion are dignified and generous, gentle and gentle, yes! They can really be role models."

When Qingcheng said this, she cast a sideways glance at Lin Yazhu, and Lin Yazhu's heart trembled. Mu Qingcheng had always been cowardly and never dared to speak in front of others. Today, this aura is so cold, but extremely powerful.

Mu Qingcheng tore open his tattered sleeves, his arms were horrific, and the fresh scars showed signs of decay.

There was a sound of sighs and exclamations, and some people began to discuss.

But still expressionless, as if these wounds are not his own, "I am the prime minister's daughter after all, why is no one curious to ask me how I fell to such a state? It's just thanks to the gentle and gentle people in the prime minister's mansion that you said Given by the exemplary young lady, the entire body has not been intact over the years."

Qingcheng brushed the messy hair in front of her face, revealing the fleshy wounds, winding from the corners of her eyes to her chin. Seeing a person like her, her heart trembled fiercely. It's just a woman, who is so cruel to do such a thing? ?
Turning around to face King Yu, "Your lord, is that? What a shitty lord, if you dislike me, you can refuse to marry me. Why do you behave like a villain? Mu Qingcheng is despised everywhere because of you and has become the laughingstock of the world. I have a knife on my face." The scars, the welts on my body, all of them were caused by you. My sisters are too good at etiquette, knowing that I am ashamed of the family, so they simply clean up me, who can be called a shame, by themselves, but this time It’s just that it’s a little harder than before, anyway, if you just throw it to the mass grave, no one will ask, the name Mu Qingcheng is still a laughing stock in the world, who cares about her life and death.”

One word and one sentence, loud and clear, but it has been sad for more than ten years. After all, people's hearts are made of flesh. I was misled to despise Mu Qingcheng before, and I followed others' words. But today, it seems that Mu Qingcheng is completely different from what they imagined. After so many years , actually suffered so much.

The soft-hearted woman's eyes were already red when she saw her, and sympathy and pity gradually grew among the crowd, and she looked at Lin Yazhu with a little more disdain.

Even King Yu's expression was a little moved, and he looked at Mu Qingcheng with a little more scrutiny.

I still remember that on the wedding night, when he disliked her and threw out the divorce papers he had prepared, the woman knelt on the ground and begged bitterly. Looking at his bored eyes, she timidly dared not approach her, and begged him crying: "My lord! , Qingcheng does not dare to extravagantly ask for the status of side concubine, but only asks the prince not to abandon me, I would rather be a cow or a horse, a slave or a handmaid, and serve the prince."

Of course he didn't stay for a moment, and the servants immediately sent her back to the prime minister's mansion overnight.

But at this moment, the woman's expression was neither humble nor overbearing, although she was pitiful, she did not show any trace of self-pity. Instead, she was as calm as an ancient well, and Murong Yu's heart was full of doubts.

(End of this chapter)