Reborn as the Crippled King's Beloved-Chapter 255 - The Beautiful Face is Burned and

Chapter 255: Chapter 255 The Beautiful Face is Burned and Disfigured

Chapter 255 -255 The Beautiful Face is Burned and Disfigured

“What happened?”

Murong Jiu looked shocked.

She instinctively felt that the incident at Prince Rui’s Mansion had something to do with Jun Yuyan.

Chun Tao said animatedly, “I saw Prince Rui’s Mansion ablaze late at night; the fire was so large that it took a long time to put out, and by morning, I heard people say that Prince Rui’s Mansion was burned down to nothing but ruins. Serves him right for being so evil.”

Murong Jiu couldn’t help but laugh, knowing Chun Tao absolutely detested the Third Prince.

Just the incident of murdering the court physician to cover up his hidden illness alone was enough to make him despised.

Not to mention, the Third Prince had ordered Zhuo Yinzhu and Divine Doctor Miao to harm her, and in Chun Tao’s eyes, the safety of her master was of paramount importance.

She asked, “How is the Third Prince? Is the casualty situation at Prince Rui’s Mansion severe?”

“Let me tell Ah Jiu,” said Jun Yuyan as he walked in, his smile gentle.

Chun Tao covered her mouth in laughter and quickly excused herself.

Murong Jiu looked up at him: “It was definitely you who did it, right?”

“How come you’re so clever, Ah Jiu?”

Jun Yuyan stepped forward, wrapped his arms around her waist, and carefully helped her sit down.

Murong Jiu couldn’t help but tease, “You don’t need to be so careful; I feel as if I’m already in my seventies or eighties.”

“Of course I must be careful. If Ah Jiu still looks like this at eighty, I would certainly feel ashamed of myself,” he quipped.

“Then wouldn’t I be a demon?”

“I’ve heard demons like to feast on human hearts. Ah Jiu, take a look, how does my heart taste?”

Murong Jiu pretended to reach for his heart, only to find his chest firm and well-built; even a real female demon with long claws wouldn’t be able to dig into it.

The two of them laughed together at their childish antics, and after a while, when Murong Jiu’s laughter had subsided, Jun Yuyan finally said,

“Your third brother was poisoned with Gu, Zhuo Yinzhu and the others attempted to harm you at the teahouse, and then they placed countless poisonous insects around Prince Mansion. All these incidents can be attributed to him. Even if he burned to death yesterday, he would have gotten what he deserved, but allowing him to die like that would have been letting him off easy. Considering that you’re about to give birth, I thought it over and decided not to commit the sin of killing. I just let him and the Second Prince fight each other to the death.”

“Letting him live a fate worse than death would be better. You did the right thing; we need to accumulate good fortune for our two children and try not to commit any sins,” she said, unconsciously stroking the Buddha beads on her wrist.

The meaning of Master Hui Jue’s words was also to encourage her to save more people.

But she had helped Jun Yuyan create Fire-thunder in advance, reducing the casualties of hundreds of thousands of Great Yan soldiers—wasn’t that also saving many lives?

Yet in a battle between armies, life and death struggles are inevitable. Many in the Xiongnu army also died, and she feared these deaths would weigh on Jun Yuyan and her family. Thus, she thought that she needed to save even more people in the future.

Nowadays, it’s better not to kill if killing can be avoided.

Having the Second Prince and the Third Prince fight like dogs would be even better, wouldn’t it?

Jun Yuyan said, “Although he didn’t die, he was nevertheless burned, and Zhuo Yinzhu was burned as well. What a pity that Divine Doctor Miao and his son, with their keen noses, escaped as soon as the fire broke out and were not injured.”

“Oh? Zhuo Yinzhu was also burned?”

Murong Jiu still remembered, in her past life Zhuo Yinzhu had a mark seared onto her forehead, which was removed by Divine Doctor Miao, restoring her former beauty. She had always been proud of her radiant appearance, since neither Murong Man nor Yun Weiwei were of the radiant sort.

“Yes, the fire started in her room just when she was trying to entice The Third Prince to favor her more. She used some trickery to lure him over, and I changed my original plan, ordering my men to start the fire inside her room. She was very careful about her own life. A cabinet fell and pinned her legs, and she clung desperately to The Third Prince to get out. It was because of this that The Third Prince was burned. One of his hands is almost useless now, and his back is badly burned. Zhuo Yinzhu’s situation isn’t much better—her face was disfigured.”

Upon hearing this, Murong Jiu’s eyes were filled with mirth.

The Third Prince can’t walk yet and can only sit in a wheelchair—how fast can he go? He probably hates Zhuo Mingzhu to death by now.

She felt pleased just thinking about last night’s scene.

The wicked get their retribution, and Jun Yuyan avenged her.

Just as Jun Yuyan said, at this moment, The Third Prince almost certainly hated Zhuo Yinzhu to death.

The fire had started at midnight, and he was trying to escape immediately. If he hadn’t been dragged by Zhuo Yinzhu, he wouldn’t have been burned.

The fire spread too quickly. Zhuo Yinzhu was hit by a cabinet. He wanted to go out and call for help but Zhuo Yinzhu grabbed onto his wheelchair and would not let go. By the time the guards rushed in with water, his back was burnt to shreds, and a beam had fallen on his hand, pulverizing the bones and charring his flesh.

He felt nauseous just thinking about the smell of burnt flesh and blood.

Divine Doctor Miao and his son Miao Wuxie treated his and Zhuo Yinzhu’s injuries. Consumed by hatred, he blamed Zhuo Yinzhu and ordered Miao Wuxie not to treat her wounds. Consequently, half of Zhuo Yinzhu’s face, which was not treated in time, had already blistered severely.

After The Third Prince’s injuries were all treated, Miao Wuxie pleaded to treat Zhuo Yinzhu, but her disfigurement was a foregone conclusion. That half of her face didn’t have a single piece of intact skin left; no matter how good the medicine applied, there would always be hideous burn scars left behind.

When Zhuo Yinzhu learned her face could not be restored and was irreparably marred, she fainted from crying.

The Third Prince, looking at her disfigured face, felt it was even more frightening and hideous than before, completely devoid of any past affection. That he didn’t kill Zhuo Yinzhu was already showing restraint; he immediately ordered her to be thrown out.

Miao Wuxie quietly took the expelled Zhuo Yinzhu and left.

Upon learning of this incident, the Emperor was shocked and furious. He first ordered a thorough investigation into the fire at Prince Rui’s Mansion and then had The Third Prince brought into the palace along with Divine Doctor Miao, making room in Yangxin Hall for The Third Prince to recover.

Seeing The Third Prince’s almost irreparably damaged palm and his bloody back, Consort Jing fainted on the spot.

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The Emperor, heartbroken, commanded the Imperial Medical Office to collaborate with Divine Doctor Miao and ensure The Third Prince’s recovery.

Murong Jiu was somewhat worried, “The Emperor shouldn’t be able to trace this back to us, should he?”

Jun Yuyan smiled as he poured her a cup of warm water,

“Ah Jiu, rest assured. I won’t leave the slightest clue behind. The fire oil used was prepared long ago and has no purchase record. Besides, ‘I’ am still on the way back to the Capital City, not even in the Capital City yet. And you, pregnant with twins, are confined within, not stepping outside. Who would suspect us?”

Murong Jiu recalled that he had arranged for a double to join the returning convoy, feigning injury and recuperating with the troops, while wearing his silver mask, thus no one would notice his early return to the Capital City.

With that, the Emperor would surely suspect The Second Prince again.

This blame, The Second Prince had to bear.

Even without evidence, the Emperor’s dislike for him would breed all sorts of suspicion.

Without evidence, could he not secretly seek revenge for his favorite son?