Chapter 20

  Not only did the Emperor, Xuan Yuan Zhi, stun him, but also Murong Lie's eyes suddenly widened, and in the depths of his eyes was an unbelievable anger.

  Only Murong Lingyun couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief, with a hint of unexpected delight flashing across the bottom of his heart.

  The anticipation in the emperor's eyes quickly disappeared, replaced by a clear and unmistakable disappointment, with a hint of anger at being deceived, as if the woman he had been so eager to see was actually like this.

  That face, which was almost invisible under the thick makeup, was forcing a smile that should have been charming, but the corners of her lips and eyes showed no sign of joy, only layers of powder, completely hiding the little bit of sincerity in her smile.

  What's even more unbearable is that such a thick layer of powder still can't cover up the numerous blemishes on her face, only highlighting the ridiculousness of her attempt to conceal them.

  And on her high-piled hair, rows and rows of dazzling head ornaments were arranged in a way that made her small head spin.

  The only thing that felt normal was the simple yet elegant clothes she wore, as there wasn't enough time to change.

  The emperor's eyes shifted away with a hint of disgust, as if looking at him for another second would make him vomit.

  Only Xuan Yuan Chen's eyes, with a hint of inquiry, were still staring straight at her, with a faint playful smile, he didn't believe that the thing Murong Lie wanted to show the Emperor would be such a woman.

  Her eyes swept over Murong Lie and Murong Lingyun, seeing the obvious difference in their expressions, and she slightly understood, it was clear that this woman did it on purpose.

  "What...what kind of getup is this?!" Murong Lie shouted in a fluster.

  Ling Feng's voice trembled slightly, and she seemed to be afraid as she took a step back, saying in a soft voice, "Father, why are you angry? I've always dressed like this. What do you think is wrong?" Her fearful expression, her tiny mosquito-like voice, were all typical of a weak-willed and delicate woman who had no opinions of her own.

  "What's wrong with you?!" Mu Ronglie's anger continued to rise, "Look at the state of your face!" Just looking at him made one feel nauseous.

  Her face, which had a hint of fear and unease, flashed with a trace of difficulty, accompanied by a few intentional expressions of regret. She continued to speak in her soft, mosquito-like voice, "Others do it like that, but...but...but..." As she spoke, her hand unconsciously reached up to touch the most noticeable blemish on her face.

  Murong Lie's eyes widened in anger, and he said with a scowl, "How can there be so many... on your face?" His words suddenly stopped, and he suddenly understood her meaning. She had deliberately painted them on, so the things on her face were also intentionally drawn by herself.

  "Ah?" Ling Feng's eyes widened in shock, and he said with a sad face, "Father still dislikes me until now. When I was young, Father thought I was ugly and gave me to someone else. Now that you still dislike me, why did you bring me back?" There was obvious grievance in his soft voice. She knew that Murong Lie had already seen through her disguise, but she also determined that he wouldn't expose her lie at this moment.

  She had just heard Murong Lie's words, and now she deliberately said this, first to intentionally provoke the emperor's dissatisfaction with Murong Lie, and secondly to dispel the inquiring gaze that had been directed at her.

  That gaze, with a hint of playfulness, yet carried an unmistakable danger that seemed to want to pierce through her layers of disguise and see right through her.

  Murong Lie's face suddenly turned red with rage, but at this moment he didn't dare to erupt, and could only forcibly suppress it, then changed to a faint smile and said, "Who said I sent you away because I looked down on you? Besides, in the past, you...". The voice that was trying its best to suppress anger still had an obvious tone of resentment.

  "Oh?" Ling Feng deliberately let out a long sigh, intentionally interrupting Murong Lie's words. "So Father doesn't think I'm ugly after all." Her voice slightly paused, and her face quickly lit up with joy, softly saying, "That's great, that's great..." Her tone was particularly heavy when she said the word "ugly", with only one purpose - to completely destroy Murong Lie's plans.

  Murong Lie's patience had reached its limit, and no one dared to interrupt their conversation. This little girl actually dared to interrupt his words, and it was intentional to destroy his stage.

  Her eyes stared straight at her, the fierce and violent anger that could hardly tear her apart was being suppressed with great effort, yet still had a terrifying horror that made one's heart tremble.

  She seemed to be unaware of the storm, her face still showing that unexpected joy. This time she came back, she was very clear that only a complete break with Mu Ronglie could protect herself. Moreover, this time she came back, she must investigate the truth about 'her' father's death, she didn't believe those intermittent words.

  Her heart suddenly tightened again, not entirely from her consciousness, but she could feel it clearly.

  "Get out, wash that messy stuff off your face and take those messy things off your head!" Murong gritted his teeth and roared, his hands hidden in his sleeves clenched tightly, barely restraining himself from reaching for Ling Feng's slender neck.

  This stinky girl, since she dared to ruin his plan, her guts are getting bigger and bigger. He knows that even if he lets her change clothes again, it's already useless. The emperor doesn't have the patience for this, and he also can't guarantee that the look this girl will draw next time will be better than now.

  And he actually knew that the emperor had already seen her and even liked her, so he must have a way out, so there's no need to rush for the time being.

  "Alright, I'll go." Ling Feng responded very obediently this time.

  But she felt that the inquiring and playful glint in his eyes, which had been gazing at her all along, did not diminish in the slightest, but instead became even more pronounced. Moreover, in that unmasked gaze, she seemed to sense a familiar danger.

  At this moment, the guard who had deliberately fallen behind also caught up, approaching the emperor's side, and whispered a few words. The emperor's eyes suddenly sank, and a hint of cold smile flashed quickly in the depths of his pupils. His eyes involuntarily glanced at Ling Feng again, and the corner of his mouth curled into an obvious sneer. It turned out that all of this was just a conspiracy designed by Murong Lie to divert their attention. But such a woman...

  Xuan Yuan only gazed at the departing figure of Ling Feng, a cold smile flashing in the depths of his eyes. He believed that this woman was absolutely not so simple... This book is first published by Xiao Xiang Book Club, please do not reprint!