Not only would the Emperor not care if she slashed Lan Xihe’s face, even if she beat Lan Xihe half to death, the Emperor might not care either.
"Speak up!" Yao Yao gritted her teeth and stared at Lan Xihe’s face, "Why don’t you speak? Do you want to ruin your face?"
Her mother had told her that the most precious thing for a woman is her face.
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The more something is precious, the more she wants to destroy it.
Yao Yao sneered eerily and continued, "This princess will count to three, if by the end of those three counts you still don’t speak, then you can forget about keeping your face."
"I..." Lan Xihe looked at Yao Yao’s face, which bore some resemblance to Emperor Yongning, stammering for a long time without uttering a coherent sentence.
Clearly, Yao Yao saw that she couldn’t speak clearly, yet still forced her!
Yao Yao counted very quickly, without any pause, and finished shouting. As soon as she was done, she raised the hand holding the hairpin.
It was obvious she was looking for an excuse to ruin Lan Xihe’s face.
Even though Lan Xihe knew Yao Yao’s intentions weren’t genuine, she was pinned down by two maidservants, unable to resist. Thinking of calling for help was also impossible.
She was extremely afraid of being disfigured.
Her beautiful pair of blue eyes were filled with tears, ready to pour out.
But just as Yao Yao’s hairpin was about to strike down on Lan Xihe’s face, Jun Ning appeared.
Jun Ning stepped forward and snatched the hairpin from Yao Yao’s hand, then grabbed Yao Yao’s hair the same way Yao Yao had pulled Lan Xihe’s hair earlier.
Pulling down the hair at the back of Yao Yao’s head hurt her, and she screamed, "Who is it, who dares to pull a princess’s hair? Such audacity will not end well!"
"Heh, you call yourself a princess?"
A mocking voice fell from above Yao Yao’s head.
Yao Yao’s first reaction upon seeing Jun Ning was fear, afraid she would seek revenge for the previous incident with the rat. But then she thought, Jun Ning has already lost her father’s favor, what does she have to fear?
"Jun Ning, let go of me quickly, or I’ll scratch your face." Yao Yao threatened.
Jun Ning said with a half-smile, "You want to scratch my face? Heh heh!"
As she spoke, Jun Ning slipped the hairpin from Yao Yao’s hand and mocked, "What do you count as, daring to scratch the face of this princess?"
Jun Ning had long known about Yao Yao being a fake princess.
When did she find out?
It was after Yao Yao contracted the plague.
Emperor Yongning, fearing Jun Ning would misunderstand his refusal to punish the harmful Yao Yao, ordered the entire Imperial Hospital to make sure Yao Yao recovered, and thus he revealed the truth to Jun Ning.
Yao Yao wasn’t the biological daughter of Emperor Yongning at all. Her existence was meant as a shield for Jun Ning.
"...Do you dare?" Yao Yao said, "Do you believe me if I tell Father, so he can punish you, lock you in the Weiyang Hall forever, never to come out?"
Jun Ning just laughed. After laughing, she said nonchalantly, "Do as you wish." Then she looked at the two maidservants holding Lan Xihe, "Let go of my Sister Xi He."
The two maidservants, holding Lan Xi He, were unsure whether they should let go. Simultaneously, they looked towards Yao Yao, whose hair was being stepped on by Jun Ning.
Yao Yao shook her head at the two maidservants, indicating they should not let go.
But the hairpin in Jun Ning’s hand was already raised high, and if Yao Yao did not allow the two maidservants to release Lan Xihe, Jun Ning would ruin her face.
"Let go, let go." Looking at the hairpin above her head, Yao Yao was scared and shouted in urgency. Immediately, she said in her heart, "Jun Ning, I’m afraid of you, this lunatic. You just wait, I will definitely take revenge."
Lan Xihe was released and quickly moved to Jun Ning’s side.
Seeing Lan Xihe safe, Jun Ning said to Yao Yao, "That’s better! A wise man submits to circumstances."
"Release me quickly," Yao Yao demanded.
"Release you? On what grounds?" Jun Ning said coldly, "Previously you intended to send me to the rat chamber to kill me. Father’s lack of vengeance doesn’t mean I won’t seek mine."
"If you were sensible, you should act cautiously as a turtle, hide in your shell, not come out recklessly. But you aren’t sensible, insisting on charging forward, causing trouble, so don’t blame me..."
"I will definitely seek revenge, so I will absolutely not release you."
Moreover, if not for her, Lan Xihe’s beautiful face would have been ruined today.
How could she not seek vengeance!
Saying this, the hairpin raised high in Jun Ning’s hand fell towards Yao Yao’s left face, and Yao Yao was caught off guard, stabbed on the left face.
However, even though the hairpin in Jun Ning’s hand had clearly stabbed into Yao Yao’s face, causing her to cry and wail painfully, strangely, there was no blood on Yao Yao’s face—none whatsoever.
After pulling the hairpin from Yao Yao’s face, Jun Ning noticed something odd from the spot where the hairpin had penetrated.
"A human skin mask?" she said, stepping forward to examine the opening and then peeling off a human skin mask from Yao Yao’s face.
Ever since Jun Ning learned Yao Yao wasn’t Emperor Yongning’s daughter, she had been puzzled about how Yao Yao could have a face so similar to the Emperor’s; now she finally knew the reason.
She looked twice at the human skin mask in her hand and then at Yao Yao.
Yao Yao’s original appearance bore no resemblance to Emperor Yongning, though her features were proper. However, at a young age, a hint of malice between her brows made her look quite ugly.
No wonder she wanted to ruin Lan Xihe’s face.
Even though Lan Xihe had suffered greatly, her face didn’t show that malice; instead, she retained the innocent look of a doll.
Seeing this, could Yao Yao not be jealous?
"Give me back my mask," Yao Yao, having been stripped of her disguise, showed no fear or panic. Her face displayed no signs of distress as she said, "I have an infectious skin condition on my face. Quickly return my mask to me, or, or... you will be infected."
Jun Ning had lived two lives and had never heard of any facial skin disease that could be contagious. Moreover, the face looked smooth, without any signs of illness whatsoever.
Jun Ning had lived two lives and had never heard of any facial skin disease that could be contagious. Moreover, the face looked smooth, without any signs of illness whatsoever. Jun Ning had lived two lives and had never heard of any facial skin disease that could be contagious. Moreover, the face looked smooth, without any signs of illness whatsoever. Jun Ning had lived two lives and had never heard of any facial skin disease that could be contagious. Moreover, the face looked smooth, without any signs of illness whatsoever.