The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

45. A Handsome Husband

Translator: Iris Guo

A’Chou realized that Zhong Mingwei was staring at her, so she fixed her collar, glared at him, and shouted: “What are you looking at? Look away!”

“Your scars…” Zhong Mingwei looked at A’Chou, waiting eagerly for her answer, “You got them when you tried to save that person?”

“Yes,” A’Chou breathed a sigh of relief, stopped bluffing, and continued to complain while resting her chin in her hand, “When I entered the Jingren Palace, I saw a tall man fainted in the hall, so I strained every nerve to drag him out. I was in a rush, and his face was smudged by smoke, so I didn’t figure out his identity. Hey! If I had known who he is, I would have found him and at least asked for some Tianling Skin Recovery Ointment. I heard that ointment is really magical, and it would heal burn marks without scarring. I’m not that ugly, am I? Well, look at me! With those scars, I look hideous! Ah! I don’t think that I’m asking for too much. After all, I saved his life. Moreover, he was gorgeously dressed. Of course he can afford it,” A’Chou murmured and pouted, “But I still don’t know who he is even after my wounds healed. I didn’t get the Tianling Skin Recovery Ointment but many ugly scars. Moreover, Imperial Concubine Zhao hated me to the core. So annoying!”

Zhong Mingwei looked at A’Chou, and his Adam’s apple trembled badly. He wanted to say something, but gave up at last with downcast eyes.

“Don’t you think I’m really unlucky?” After a long time of silence, A’Chou touched Zhong Mingwei’s chin, depressed.

“Yes.” Zhong Mingwei looked at A’Chou and murmured.

It was all true. A’Chou was really unlucky. She got ugly scars when trying to save a strange man, offended Imperial Concubine Zhao, was sent to the Duan Family to suffer, and was suddenly sent to NingGuTa to serve a half-dead man.

Yes, it was all because of him from the beginning.

However, if there had been no fire in the Jingren Palace, A’Chou wouldn’t have come to NingGuTa. Thus, obviously, it was fate that brought them together, and the ugly scars were the signs that led A’Chou here.

Zhong Mingwei comforted himself repeatedly, or he wouldn’t know how to face A’Chou with scars…

“How can you…” A’Chou didn’t notice Zhong Mingwei’s unusual emotions but stared at him. He was much younger and more handsome without beard, and had turned to a teenage boy with graceful bearing from a frustrated middle-aged loser…

Yes, he looked like a teenage boy if she ignored his deep eyes that reflected the vicissitudes of his past life.

He looked exactly like the teenage boy when A’Chou first met him.

On that day, in the bright sunlight, he stood there, remained aloof from the world, and looked lonely and noble. She looked up at him, thought that he was a character from fairy tales, and suddenly recalled some lyrics.

“Whose handsome husband are you? A pretty boy wearing white socks and shoes embroidered with butterflies.”

…

“What?” Zhong Mingwei calmed down and looked into A’Chou’s eyes.