Reborn as the crippled king's favorite

Chapter 50 I Just Love You

"I just like him!"

Fu Baozhu bit her lip and said loudly.

"They stopped me, and they even stopped you. In the end, they made that ugly Murong Jiu become Princess Ling. Who is she? How can she be worthy of Prince Ling!"

Ever since she met Jun Yuyan a few years ago, she has been deeply infatuated with her. At that time, Jun Yuyan had a fiancée, and Murong Man was so talented and famous that she even dared to think about snatching her away. Unfortunately, her father and brothers were unwilling to let her lie low. When she was young, she married as a concubine.

If not, she would have already entered Prince Ling's Mansion, and there would be no place for Murong Jiu.

If she had known that Murong Man would ask Murong Jiu, an ugly girl, to marry him, she should have expressed her thoughts in advance, and Jun Yuyan would not have ignored her like he did today.

She believed that Jun Yuyan must be angry in his heart, that's why he cared for Murong Jiu so much in public. He did it just to show Murong Man to the Hou Mansion!
There were rumors outside that Murong Jiu was vain and had replaced Murong Man as Princess Ling, but she had already learned about the substitution marriage from Nanny Fan.

Grandma Fan said to her earnestly:
"Miss, you are the golden branch of the general's palace. Why are you so angry over a disfigured and lame prince? The one you are going to marry in the future must be a better man than Prince Ling. Don't you think the second prince is much better than Prince Ling?" If he becomes a great treasure in the future, even if you are not the queen, you will still be a noble concubine, and your status will be extremely noble!"

"What's wrong with the second prince? Didn't he also go to suppress the bandits a while ago? The result was just a formality. Look at King Ling, he calmly brought back the head of the bandit leader in Minghua Mountain. Can the second prince and He compares?"

Growing up in a general's residence, Fu Baozhu's father was a powerful general, and his three brothers were all outstanding. In addition, his father had told him about the second prince's suppression of bandits, so Fu Baozhu despised the second prince from the bottom of his heart.

In the eyes of her father and brother, Prince Ling was the hero, and she felt the same way.

A few years ago, King Ling returned in triumph and returned to the court with a squad of soldiers. He was riding a sweaty horse and wearing silver armor. He was handsome yet majestic. His tall figure was deeply imprinted in her mind.

Grandma Fan persuaded in a good voice:

"Well, miss, if Prince Ling is not disfigured or injured in his legs, he is of course the most suitable candidate for you, but you also know that the reason why the emperor has not established a prince for so long is because he is not qualified. The second prince is the future prince. Someone who can sit on the dragon's throne. Even if you don't dislike Prince Ling, think about it, if the second prince becomes the emperor, will Prince Ling still have a way to survive?"

It would be fine if Prince Ling was just an idle prince, but he has a great reputation and is the god of war in the eyes of the people of Dayan. How can the second prince tolerate him?

If Fu Baozhu really becomes Princess Ling, she will definitely not end well.

But Fu Baozhu knew all this in his heart.

She was just too unwilling to do so. She had indeed rested her mind for a while, but when she saw King Ling again today, her heart became active again.

Even though King Ling was wearing a mask, she felt that he was extraordinarily handsome and his temperament was incomparable.

Besides, if you look closely at his legs, it's not that serious.

"Okay, Nanny Fan, don't try to persuade me anymore. You don't just live for yourself. I don't want to marry someone I don't like."

Fu Baozhu said stubbornly.

Grandma Fan frowned.

"You can't be willful, you are not just the daughter of the general's palace!"

She said pointingly.

When Fu Baozhu heard what she said, his expression became darker: "You are not allowed to say anything, I don't want to hear it!"

"Okay, okay, old slave, don't talk about this. Otherwise, your thoughts towards Prince Ling are more of admiration. I will help you to have more contact with Prince Ling. Then you can see if Prince Ling is worthy of you." , is that good?"

"That's pretty much it." Fu Baozhu raised his arrogant chin: "Tomorrow, you have someone send a greeting note to Murong Jiu. I'm going to see Brother Ling Wang."

Grandma Fan's eyes flashed and she lowered her head in response.

Ling Wang Mansion.

Murong Jiu got off the carriage, Jun Yuyan had already dismounted and was waiting for her.

She knew clearly that Jun Yuyan only gave her Princess Ling's face in public, but she still couldn't help but feel happy. The feeling of being cared about was really different.

She has never seen a more gentlemanly man than Jun Yuyan.In the future, his real princess will definitely be the happiest woman in Dayan.

As he got closer, Murong Jiu smelled a stronger smell of blood.

She frowned and said, "My lord, is it really just a skin injury? Where is the injury?"

Jun Yuyan wanted to say it was okay, but this seemed to be an opportunity to have more contact with her, so he said:

"The arm was scratched by the sword, and the wound may have been opened on the way back from the horse."

He heard Murong Jiu say as expected: "Let me help the prince reapply some medicine and bandage it. It's hot now, so you need to pay close attention to the wound."

Jun Yuyan nodded reservedly: "Thank you very much, Ah Jiu."

Murong Jiu smiled and said: "Why are you so polite to me, Your Majesty? You suppressed the bandits in Minghua Mountain, which is a great deed for the country and the people. I also want to thank you on behalf of the people."

Jun Yuyan looked at her smile and felt much more relaxed.

That black birthmark couldn't stop her vivid smile.

In fact, when he went to Minghua Mountain to suppress bandits, in addition to eliminating harm for the people, he also had selfish motives.

The second prince reached into his palace. His move was just a warning to the second prince.

He didn't want to show off his sharp edge, but he wasn't a patient person either.

"The injury is so severe, and you still say it's just a superficial wound?"

When he returned to Qiyun Courtyard and saw Jun Yuyan's wound, Murong Jiu frowned tightly.

And she saw that there were many scars on his arms, some extending to his back.

When she was bathing that day, the light was not good, so she didn't notice that there were so many old wounds on his body.

But now the wound on his arm was so deep that it was almost in need of suturing. Jun Yuyan only bandaged it briefly and didn't even apply any medicine.

Judging from his expression, it was as if he didn't feel any pain at all.

"I'm used to it. Injuries worse than this are common on the battlefield."

He said lightly.

Murong Jiu felt a little sorry for him. He entered the military camp for training when he was a teenager, and gradually became a general from a soldier. Others only saw his glory, but they didn't know how many narrow escapes behind it.

But in his previous life, he died under the plot of the second prince.

She bit her lip lightly, took medicine from the medicine box, applied medicine and bandage to him carefully without saying a word.

"Did it scare you?" Jun Yuyan asked softly.

Murong Jiu shook his head: "I just feel sorry for you."

Jun Yuyan suddenly raised his eyes to look at her.

Heartbroken, he had never heard anyone say these two words to him.

Whether it’s the father, the mother, the concubine, or the people around her.

He has been resolute and tolerant since he was a child, and has never shown any signs of weakness. In the eyes of his father, the emperor, his mother and his concubines, he is just a son who makes them proud, nothing more.

Now, someone said they felt sorry for him.

(End of this chapter)