I just want to be a princess, no, you want to be a queen

Chapter 161 The One I Love

Speaking of this, Princess Qinghe's eyes lit up.

"After my father passed away, many refugees came to Jinyang. My mother offered him porridge to pray for his well-being. That day, it rained heavily and the porridge shed collapsed. Everyone rushed to grab the food, but he was the only one who rescued me from under the porridge shed."

With a bang, the wall shook.

Princess Qinghe was surprised: "What's that sound?"

"Rat!" Lu Mingyang felt pain in his hand when he heard the sound.

Princess Qinghe was even more puzzled. "There are mice in your house?"

"Catching mice" Lu Mingyang looked out the window and made up a story: "I have a big fat cat, and it can't catch mice, so it's getting irritated!"

Princess Qinghe said "Oh" in a half-comprehending tone, and continued, "He not only saved me, but also helped us build the tent. I asked Xiaorou to give him a large bag of dry food. But before he could get far, the dry food was snatched away by the refugees, and he was even injured in the crush."

"I was very angry and asked the people in the mansion to take it back, but he said that the world is difficult and there is no need to be harsh."

"But when those refugees tried to snatch the porridge from the hands of the elderly, children, and women, he would stand in front of them and let them finish their meals in peace. Even dozens of strong men couldn't beat him."

"I was curious at the time, so I asked him, 'Didn't you say that the world is difficult and there's no need to be harsh?' But he said that when the world is difficult, we should help the weak and fight against the strong, so as not to let the laws of nature be lost."

"At that moment, a ray of light shone upon him, and I suddenly understood what a gentleman, as my father often called him, was like. He was just like that: upright, kind, and brave."

"Later, he begged me to take him in, saying that just giving him a meal would be enough. He really just wanted a meal. He never accepted the monthly salary I asked people to give him. Every day, he did nothing but chop wood, eat, sleep, and write on the ground."

"Writing?" Lu Mingyang interrupted. Her family still had several acres of land, and she couldn't even read. It was really strange that he, a refugee, could read.

"What's it about?" she asked.

"The ground was covered with names of people. I asked him who they were, but he never told me."

"The less he talked about it, the more curious I became, especially about his face, which was always covered with a black cloth. Once, I secretly took it off and was so scared that I started crying."

"When I went to the woodshed to look for him again, he had already left, without taking anything with him. But he left behind a yard full of freshly chopped firewood, neatly arranged, taller than the courtyard wall."

"That's enough for three people for three days. I don't know how he managed it in one night without making any sound."

"When I found him again, he was burying an oriole that had been eaten by a vulture under a peach tree. He was always shrouded in a layer of sadness, as if it would dissipate at any moment along with the defeated and lost lives. But he was always gentle to others, especially to me."

"People in the mansion laughed at him and bullied him because he was ugly, but he never said anything. He just changed from working during the day to working at night."

"I made him a silver mask. He refused to accept it at first. It took a lot of persuasion to get him to accept it. It was also very difficult for me to see him smile."

"Sister-in-law, he looks so good when he smiles."

"Uh..." She didn't know what to say about anything else, but Lu Mingyang really couldn't compliment her on this one, so she just smiled politely.

"Really!" Princess Qinghe said proudly, "You think he's ugly, but you haven't seen his eyes. They're truly the azure sky, the Yellow Spring, and the vast galaxy."

How can I persuade someone who is so obsessed?

Lu Mingyang thought for a moment and asked, "But it seems to me that he doesn't want to marry you?"

Princess Qinghe shook her head. "That's because Brother Zhou feels that he has no fame or wealth, and is not worthy of me. It is precisely because of this that I cannot abandon him and leave him alone in this world. Besides, I already have..."

"I got it!" Chu Mingzheng rushed in, his eyes wide with fear: "Chu Yueling, what do you have?"

"Ah..., what are you thinking about..."

Even though she was an innocent little girl, she realized that her brother had misjudged her. Feeling embarrassed and ashamed, she jumped up and said, "Brother Zhou is a gentleman. He wouldn't do that. You... are so filthy."

"I'm filthy?" Chu Mingzheng said angrily, "An ugly freak, playing the victim to gain sympathy, and you treat me like a treasure."

"You are the ugly one, you are ugly at heart. Father has always said that a real man should be upright and honest, and appearance is of no consequence. You are superficial, vulgar, and look down on others."

"It's better for me to be superficial than for you to be stupid," Chu Mingzheng said, disappointed. "He just saw that you were naive and easy to deceive, and you rushed into his trap."

"He didn't lie to me. He was very nice to me."

"If you weren't the princess, would he be good to you?"

"He is good to me, to Chu Yueling!"

"You've praised my mediocre skills to the skies," Chu Mingzheng said disdainfully, "You're willing to accept defeat, aren't you? He's already lost..."

"He didn't lose, it was you who attacked him by surprise."

"Then let him compete. Why doesn't he dare?"

"Ah..." Princess Qinghe couldn't argue with her brother. She turned around and lay on Lu Mingyang's shoulder, stamping her feet in anger: "Sister-in-law, who is this guy? Let him go, let him go..."

"Okay, okay!" Lu Mingyang reluctantly pushed Chu Mingzheng out the door, "Your Highness, you have business to attend to, so go quickly, go quickly!"

Having said that, he helped him calm down, and then slammed the door shut.

Chu Yueling sat down angrily. Seeing that the person was still outside the window, she shouted, "Sister-in-law, I don't know why he became a refugee. If he doesn't tell me, I won't ask. I don't care about the scar on his face. I will marry him in this life!"

The last four words were deliberately prolonged.

They are really siblings!

Lu Mingyang tried to end the topic and asked, "Ling'er, what do you like?"

"I like Brother Zhou!"

"No," Lu Mingyang explained, "I'm asking what you like to eat so I can ask the chef to make dinner!"

"Brother Zhou likes to eat fish!"

"Okay, I got it. I'll ask someone to ask him." Lu Mingyang really couldn't understand these young girls in love.

Chu Yueling scratched her head shyly and smiled: "Sister-in-law, I heard that your elder sister is now the Marquis of Chengyang?"

"Ok!"

Lu Mingyang was worried that she would laugh at him and his elder sister like those people, so he just nodded lightly and tried to avoid the topic, but he didn't expect Chu Yueling to be very excited.

"Sister-in-law, your eldest sister is amazing! Tell me how she inherited the title!"

"Well! His Majesty wanted to adopt a son for my father..." Seeing her smile, Lu Mingyang also felt happy. She bypassed the twists and turns and simply said, "Anyway, in the end, it was my eldest sister who found the real culprit."

Chu Yueling was fascinated by what she heard, but she had not forgotten the task given to her by Brother Zhou. She asked, "Is this title real or imaginary?"