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As soon as he left, she shot a glare at Zhong Xue, who hurriedly said, "This is a temporary measure. My uncle has always hoped that I could marry someone he approves of."
San Chun pointed to her own face and asked, "How could I possibly meet his standards looking like this?"
"This is exactly what he wants. My uncle fears that beauty will lead to national ruin; the woman he desires is one who can assist me without distracting me."
That made sense; it would be strange if a man were captivated by her ghostly appearance. Having such an uncle was indeed exceptional. Was this a form of retribution for impersonating him?
Feeling somewhat pleased, she smiled and said, "What if I refuse?"
"You must agree, or Pang Wan will die here."
She scoffed, "What does Pang Wan have to do with me?" How dare he threaten her with him.
Zhong Xue sighed, "Does the 50,000 troops of Yan State have nothing to do with you?"
"Are you threatening me?"
"This is a request. If you agree to pretend to be married to me, I will let Jian Cheng go and fulfill three of your wishes. This is the first: I want you to pretend to be my wife."
She indeed had done that before; back then, she would have done anything to get him to agree. Now, pretending to be married seemed like a bargain for her.
She gritted her teeth and said, "Is there such a thing as a fake marriage?"
"My uncle has been looking for women for me. This time he brought one back, as you saw. Rather than marrying her, it would be better to marry you."
San Chun recalled seeing that woman last night and felt a chill run down her spine. Whoever married such a woman would surely have headaches; no wonder Zhong Xue was reluctant.
She asked again, "Is this truly just pretend?"
"Naturally." Zhong Xue nodded with a smile, but in her heart, she thought, regardless of whether it's true or false, I'll just deceive him first. Moreover, no matter who her true identity was, she was the one he married, not someone else.
She understood Zhong Xue's personality; if the promises made were not fulfilled, it would be difficult to negotiate any conditions with him in the future. Although she was unwilling in her heart, she still nodded, considering it as helping him out.
Zhong Xue's legitimate wife was Princess Ying of Zhao State, and any subsequent marriage could only be a concubine. Since he married Princess Ying, he had never shared a bed with her, which was why Mr. Fu was anxious. However, he also failed to consider why Zhong Xue was unwilling; that princess was likely rejected for being too ugly, yet he ended up with someone even uglier. Mr. Fu truly was a peculiar character.
Seeing her agree, Zhong Xue felt immense joy. To expedite matters and given the circumstances of war, the wedding with San Chun was kept very simple.
After completing the ceremony, Zhong Xue looked at her apologetically. "I originally wanted to hold a grand wedding for you that would shake the earth, but now it's so simple. I truly apologize."
San Chun pulled down the bridal veil. "Since it's fake anyway, it doesn't matter whether it's luxurious or simple."
Zhong Xue sighed; this girl really had no intention of marrying him at all.
"Forget it; do as you wish." He took off his clothes and climbed onto the bed. Seeing that she still wasn't moving, he asked, "Are you planning to just sit there until dawn?"
San Chun glanced at him and then at the bed. Although she hadn't intended to marry him, everything that needed to happen between them had already happened, so there was no need to be overly cautious.
She lay down beside him fully clothed. As soon as she settled in, Zhong Xue turned over and pressed her down beneath him. "It's been many days since we last met; did you miss me?"
San Chun pushed his face away and scoffed lightly. "It's quite impressive of you; seeing my face still gets you in the mood."
"If it were on someone else, it might be fine; but on you, even if it's uglier, it's acceptable." He seriously began to undress, quickly removing two layers of clothing.
San Chun let out a scream and nearly rolled off the bed when she turned over. She shouted, "What are you trying to do?"
He pinned her down; her body couldn't move at all. One of his legs lifted hers high while his tall frame completely pressed against her, his massive arousal pressing against her body. San Chun struggled and pushed against him, but he remained unmoved, grabbing her head and kissing her fiercely as his lips traveled down from her collarbone.
She gasped for breath under his fiery gaze; the only thing she could do was look away. Suddenly, she felt a deep admiration for him. If there were someone named Liu Xia Hui in this world, then there should also be another named Zhu Ji Zhong Xue because he was the complete opposite of someone with the surname Liu. One couldn't handle women at all while the other could handle even ugly ones. We don't discriminate!
Zhong Xue at this moment truly portrayed his opposite image vividly. He let out a light hum and coldly said, "Go ahead, shout louder, or just scream for help."
This Girl was not new to this; it was as if he was trying to force himself on her.
Outside, Dong Cheng was arguing with Kazama, debating whether Lord Jun would consummate the marriage with his new wife. Kazama could handle it, but he couldn't, and the two nearly got into a fight over it, like two mischievous boys in a village playing in the mud, completely disregarding their dignity.
While they were discussing, they suddenly heard a commotion from inside. Both shook their heads involuntarily, especially Dong Cheng. He initially thought that Lord Jun marrying San Chun was mostly a joke, but he didn't expect him to actually go after San Chun. Lord Jun's enthusiasm was simply too much to bear. How could he tolerate such an ugly woman?
San Chun also thought that with her ugly face, Zhong Xue wouldn't go after her. It wasn't until she crawled out of bed naked the next morning that she realized how wrong she was. Thinking back to last night, her mood sank incredibly low; that filthy man actually forced himself on her.
Grinding her teeth, she got out of bed and looked in the mirror. After a night of tossing and turning, her face no longer resembled its original form; it looked as if it had been hit by a carriage. The disguise had shifted, some parts peeling off like snake skin hanging from her face.
A maid came in with water for her to wash her face. Upon seeing her appearance, the maid fainted in shock, not even having time to scream "ghost."
San Chun felt uneasy looking at herself in the mirror and didn't dare to go out like this. She hurriedly washed her face with water. After washing, she applied some skincare oil; the disguise had damaged her skin. Having spent too long in the military, the prolonged application had left her face red and irritated.
On Chengyang Jun's wedding day, only a few old friends were invited; by the time Pang Wan received the news, it was already the second day.
San Chun intended to quietly leave Lord Jun, but just as she reached the door, she bumped right into Pang Wan.
Upon seeing her, Pang Wan exclaimed, "Chun, what are you doing here?"
San Chun touched the cloth covering her face and thought to herself how sharp this person's eyes were; even with her face covered, he could still recognize her.
She wanted to pretend not to know him, but since he was already in front of her, she had no choice but to bow slightly and say, "Greetings, General."
Pang Wan nodded and asked, "What brings you here?"
"By the grace of Lord Jun, I have come to celebrate the wedding."
"I, General, have also come to congratulate you. Since that is the case, follow me."
San Chun grinned; she had just come out and was going back again?
Not wanting to follow him but not daring to defy him either, after all, he was a General of Yan. The last time she kicked him, he had held a grudge against her and secretly made her wear countless pairs of shoes. If it weren't for him blocking her, she could have at least secured a position as Vice Commander by now.
Gritting her teeth, she followed behind him, thinking that with him around, Zhong Xue would probably not keep her here for fear of revealing her identity.
As they entered, Zhong Xue was receiving guests. Today was the day after his wedding, and besides some people who had not come to congratulate him yesterday bringing gifts today, the State of Chu had even sent envoys to congratulate Chengyang Jun.
Ren Sanchun recognized one of them; he was a former retainer of Fengling Jun's Residence, surnamed Xia. Now that the waters had risen with the tide, Song Ren had become the king, and those around him were also rising in status. Judging by his attire, he should already be a minister.
Besides Zhong Xue, Dong Cheng and Mr. Fu were also sitting in the hall, both wide-eyed as they watched Doctor Xia speak. Doctor Xia was eloquent, spitting words everywhere; some even splattered on the ground and had already formed a stream in front of him.
San Chun frowned; this doctor really could talk endlessly about completely irrelevant matters. If someone misinterpreted it, they might think he just urinated on the ground.
Pang Wan entered and was taken aback by the scene. Without waiting for others to make way, he found a seat and sat down. He was also perceptive enough to remain silent and wait to watch the show.
Zhong Xue's brow remained furrowed, clearly dissatisfied with what Doctor Xia was saying.
He sneered, "Did your Chancellor call you here to deliver gifts just for this?"
Doctor Xia smiled and replied, "Lord Jun, do not be angry. We can discuss anything; if Chancellor or King wants something, just speak up. As long as we can do it, we will certainly fulfill it for Lord Jun."
Before Zhong Xue could speak, Dong Cheng shouted angrily: "We? Who are you discussing 'we' with? You, a lowborn commoner, dare to speak arrogantly in front of the State of Wei Lord?"
Doctor Xia hurriedly said, "I dare not! My lord has misunderstood; I misspoke just now. Please do not hold it against me."
"Do not hold it against you?" Dong Cheng smiled coldly. "I think you should quickly explain your true intentions for coming here; otherwise, based on your earlier slip of the tongue alone, I will charge you with great disrespect."
Doctor Xia shook his head, "As the saying goes, in a battle between two armies, one does not kill the messenger. You all..."
Dong Cheng coldly smiled, "You know about battles between two armies, yet you come to the enemy's territory for no reason?"
San Chun secretly gave a thumbs up; Dong Cheng truly deserved to be called a strategist, hitting the nail on the head with just one sentence.
Doctor Xia was so angry that his hands trembled, "This city originally belonged to our Chu State. You attacked us and tore up the alliance; this is an act of cruelty and injustice."
As soon as he finished speaking, Pang Wan suddenly stood up, "So your Chu State attacking Yan State for no reason is not an act of cruelty and injustice? Just after forming an alliance with you, you turn your back on them. What kind of face does your king have? It's nothing but a backside."
He was a rough man from a military background, so his words were not very elegant. As soon as he said this, everyone in the hall burst into laughter.
Doctor Xia was furious; it was one thing to insult him, but to insult the king was something that could not be tolerated by a minister.
He sneered, "Since it's war, there's no need for so much nonsense. I will report this to Chancellor. We shall meet on the battlefield."
Dong Cheng shook his head, "This kid never learns; I told you not to say 'we'."
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