Destroying one's own beauty 2

  "A face that can overthrow a city and a country is the root of all evil." Lan Ya sneered, turned around and stared at him with icy eyes: "Zhu Ye Kuang Ming, you like this face, then I'll destroy this face!" She said, holding the hairpin and slashing it towards her own cheek...

  She had said before that if she had to choose between freedom and her looks, she would rather give up this face!

  Suddenly changing his expression, he strode forward and knocked the hairpin out of her hand.

  Even though he was very fast, Lan Ya's movements were even faster. As she took a step forward, it was already too late...

  Lan Ya was knocked back by a massive force, her face burning with pain, blood flowing continuously down her cheeks.

  "Ruining my looks, the mad king still wants to marry me?" She coldly laughed and wiped the blood off her face with her hand, pressing slightly on her forehead to stop the bleeding.

  His face was ferocious, his hands grasped her cheeks, and on her pale face, a very deep scar was drawn from the corner of her eye to her chin, the depth of which could be seen how hard she had tried.

  His eyes hid a fierce anger, she would rather ruin her face than marry him?

  "Bathe in your own beauty, unwilling to be the king's queen? Fine! The king will grant you as you wish!" He flung his hand and threw Lan Ya to the ground: "Get out!"

  Lan Ya's mouth corners rose with a smile, and she stood up slowly, turning around step by step to walk out of the yard. She had been waiting for him to say something like this - who could spend their days with an ugly freak!

  Her footsteps were swift, for she knew that once she walked out of the Crazy King's mansion, she would be free...

  But freedom seemed not that easy, she never knew he would never let her go until death... Her life was destined to be tied to him...

  The sky was very cold, and although the bleeding on her face had stopped, her face still throbbed with pain, making her feel dizzy.

  After leaving the Crazy King's mansion, walking on the main street, my stomach suddenly became very hungry. I haven't eaten anything for two days and now I don't have any energy at all. It seems that going to the Wuji Mansion is not feasible.

  "Look at who this is, a good face has become like this."

  "Poor thing, look at her wearing so little, I wonder if she's some young wife or concubine who got into trouble and was kicked out by her husband's family."

  "It's also said that if this woman hadn't had that scar, she would have been a breathtaking beauty."

  "Haven't you seen? That wound was obviously just inflicted by someone, alas, they really went all out."

  All sorts of gossiping voices and gazes came to her ears, but Lan Ya pretended not to hear them. Nowadays, she didn't care about anything anymore, let them gossip as they pleased.

  After turning a corner, a delicious smell wafted into her nose and her stomach growled immediately. She looked up to see a small baozi shop, from which the fragrance was coming.

  She rubbed her belly and walked in, there were many people inside, about five or six tables almost all seated, Lan Ya took a look, only a small table in the corner was empty, she walked over and sat down at that table.

  Ever since Lanya entered the baozi shop, everyone's eyes were on her.

  "Xiao Er, bring two baskets of steamed buns." she called out.

  Before long, two steamer baskets of small buns were brought up. They smelled delicious. As soon as the buns arrived, Lan Ya picked up her chopsticks and started eating. For some reason, although she was very hungry, the buns in her hand had no flavor.

  One two three, still no flavor, unexpectedly getting more and more bitter as I eat...

  Now she is like this, how can she match Baili Liancheng? She has freedom but nothing else. Although she's very happy, she can't smile.

  Love, from the moment she decided to ruin her looks with a hairpin, she had lost all love. Even if he didn't despise her, she couldn't be with him again.

  Everything in the world is constantly changing...

  She has also been feeling unwell lately, and taking too many birth control pills can lead to infertility. She always feels like her body is constantly changing, and checking her pulse doesn't reveal much of a reason. The only thing she can think of that might be causing it is the birth control pills she's been taking all along.

  She bathed and once again gave herself a serious pulse diagnosis, only to discover that her pulse was very bad!

  In ancient times, having children was of utmost importance; if a woman could not give birth, what else could she do?

  Barren and ugly, how dare she still crave his favor?

  As she ate, her eyes became somewhat sour, perhaps crying would calm her down, even if it was just a release.

  Lan Ya continued to eat her steamed buns, making gulping sounds with her mouth, as tears continuously flowed out. She was already eye-catching, and now she was even more so with her crying.

  "What's wrong, miss?" came a familiar voice.

  Lan Ya raised her head and saw a clean face in front of her. The man was sixteen or seventeen years old, wearing a simple gray robe.

  "Who are you?" Lan Ya sniffled, confirming she didn't recognize the young man in front of her.

  "I'm the boss of this store, why are you crying so sadly, miss?" The young man spoke, revealing his uneven teeth.

  "It's nothing, don't mind me." Lan Ya blinked and continued eating her baozi with her head down.

  Unexpectedly, the young man not only didn't leave but instead sat down opposite Lan Ya, with a hint of inquiry in his eyes, his gaze fixed tightly on hers.

  Lan Ya didn't get angry, wiped away her tears with her hand, picked up another bun and stuffed it into her mouth. She glanced at him with a sidelong glance, her eyes fixed on his teeth: "Your teeth are really ugly."

  Her uneven teeth, some of which were blackened, reminded her of Pudding's teeth.

  Upon hearing this, a hint of joy flashed across the young man's eyes, and Zeng Ran stood up and grasped Lan Ya's hand holding the bag.

  The sudden movement startled Lan Ya, and the bun in her hand fell to the ground. She was somewhat annoyed: "You..."

  "I'm Pudding!" The young man interrupted Lanya's words, with joy rising in his eyes.

  Lan Ya's anger suddenly turned into shock, staring at the clean boy in front of her: "You... you are Pudding?"

  "Yes, I'm Pudding. Look at my teeth." Pudding said, baring his mouth and showing off his teeth, just like the first time they met when he had shown them to her.

  "You...are Pudding? How is that possible." She still had some doubts.

  That greasy black pudding, how could he be like this? He's clearly a punk with a face darker than the bottom of a pot and wearing a pudding-stained shirt that hasn't been washed in half a year...

  "I'm really pudding, don't you remember the first time I showed you my teeth?" Pudding said with a smile on his face.

  Lan Ya stared at him for a while, then suddenly reached out and grabbed his hair.

  "Ow... what are you doing? That hurts." Pudding squeezed her eyes shut and pursed her lips.

  "It really is pudding." She didn't let go, blinked and took a closer look, still thinking it was true that he was pudding. Then she pulled on his hair: "Your hair is curled like that, how do you make it straight?"

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