The palace wall reflects the moon

Chapter 71 Phoenix tail flower

Zhang Yunhui approached her step by step until he walked in front of her, grabbed her wrist, looked into her eyes, and murmured in despair: "Yun Jin..."

Jiang Qingyue broke away from his hand and ran into the house.

Zhang Zhiyi heard something moving outside in the room, and threw the book in his hand into the cabinet, and almost collided with Jiang Qingyue when he came out.

Jiang Qingyue hurriedly stood behind him.

Zhang Zhiye looked up and saw his father, whom he had not seen for a long time, standing three steps away from him, staring closely at the woman behind him.

"Father," Zhang Zhiye called him and asked, "Father, you are here so late. Do you have anything to say to your son?"

Zhang Yunhui moved away from staring at the woman, looked at his son and said, "Is she the woman you brought back when you came back?"

"Yes, father." Zhang Zhiye said respectfully.

Zhang Yunhui said: "Let her go to the study with me and ask her to tell me about the things you did outside."

He turned around and walked a few steps, looking back at Jiang Qingyue.

"Not leaving yet?"

His eyes used to look like an abyss that could eat people, but now they have become more decayed and become more sinister and terrifying.

Zhang Zhiye wondered: "Father, it's getting late. Yueniang and I have to take a rest. Father, why don't we meet again some other time..."

He saw the animal lust in his father's eyes, so he intentionally called her Yueniang affectionately and said he wanted to rest with her.

Pretend that she is his woman, and maybe her father will look down upon her.

"How dare you disobey me?"

Zhang Yunhui scolded Zhang Zhiye, neither lightly nor seriously, and then looked at Jiang Qingyue and said, "Yue Niang, how can I invite you to go?"

Jiang Qingyue had suppressed the turbulent strangeness in her heart, walked out from behind Zhang Zhiye, and said submissively: "Master Hou, I will let you go."

After a while, when she arrived in his brightly lit study, she naturally saw the pockmarks on her face.
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Sure enough, when they arrived in the study, Zhang Yunhui looked at her face carefully, took a step back in disappointment, and Zhou Li sat down on the chair feebly.

Jiang Qingyue pretended to be worried and asked: "Master Hou, are you okay?"

Zhang Yunhui looked up at her again and looked away in disgust.

"nothing."

Jiang Qingyue said with shame: "Yue Niang is indeed ugly and has stained the eyes of the Marquis..."

Zhang Yunhui nodded and looked at a landscape painting hanging on the wall, "I have an old friend. She used cinnabar to paint a phoenix flower between her eyebrows. It's very beautiful."

Jiang Qingyue thought of her mother.

Her mother told her that when she and her father got married, her father touched cinnabar with his index finger and drew an phoenix flower between her eyebrows. Her mother was the most beautiful that day.

When her mother missed her father, she painted herself like this, but Zhang Yunhui saw it.

They could have lived a loving and beautiful life in the countryside, but they were forced to be separated and went through many hardships in Jinling City, and finally separated from each other.

Zhang Yunhui didn't notice the woman's captivating gaze, and his thoughts followed the painting: "Even though she was over thirty six years ago, she was still as beautiful as if she had stepped out of the painting... You and her It’s not like that.”

Jiang Qingyue's eyes were cold and biting.

She was also proud of her appearance, but her mother was not happy when she saw her appearance. Her mother sighed and said that perhaps a woman's bad appearance is a blessing.

What millions of women envy is the source of their mother's suffering.

How much should she hate this face?
But she shouldn't hate herself. There's nothing wrong with being beautiful, but the culprit is clearly the foul-smelling person in front of her.

When Zhang Yunhui looked over, the hatred in Jiang Qingyue's eyes disappeared and turned into a look of submission and curiosity.

"Then she must be 36 years old now, right?" Zhang Yunhui was silent for a while.

"She will always be 32."

Jiang Qingyue sighed: "That is indeed a pity. My condolences, Mr. Hou."

Zhang Yunhui looked at her face again. Her eyes were so similar to Lu Yunjin's that he couldn't help but look at her, but the pockmarks under the gauze were so hideous and ugly that he was not interested.

"I'll find a doctor for you to treat this face."

"Thank you, Lord Marquis, for your kindness."

Jiang Qingyue did not refuse.

But on the second day, he "ran into" Sun Hongling in the viewing pavilion by the lotus pond, and was subsequently kicked out of the Zhenguo Palace.

In the inn where people were coming and going, she changed her clothes, avoided all the spies, and moved into Shen Shuning's mansion.
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Sun Hongling was still wondering. Early in the morning, the pock-marked girl was so ambitious that she dared to behave strangely to her. In a fit of anger, she asked someone to pick her up and throw her out of the Zhenguo Palace.

Originally, when Sun Hongling saw her, she just wanted to ask if Marquis Yongchang was furious at Zhang Zhiye's place last night, so that she could show her motherly care.

The woman said, "Does Madam care about the Second Young Master? Why don't Madam go to Tingfeng Pavilion to see with her own eyes?"

Sun Hongling was surprised that she actually talked to him like this, and said angrily: "I have to take care of such a big house, and I never have any free time. How can I hang around an ignorant child like this?"

Jiang Qingyue asked again: "Is the eldest lady doing housework in this viewing pavilion?"

Her eyes swept over the delicate snacks in the glass cups on the white jade table in the pavilion, and she said with a half-smile, "Is Madam inspecting the new cook in the dining room?"

Sun Hongling slapped her palm on the white jade table in anger.

"I've rebelled against you! What's wrong with the Second Young Master supporting you? How dare you talk back to me! How can the Duke's mansion tolerate you!"

"Come here! Throw this reckless person out! Don't let her step into the Duke's Mansion again!"

The man was kicked out, but Sun Hongling was still angry.

If the reputation of the Duke's Mansion hadn't been at the forefront recently, she would have wanted to kill this damn girl.

The clever maid next to her coaxed her, and after coaxing her for a while, Sun Hongling finally regained her composure. At this moment, a servant came to send a message, telling her to go to the study to see Marquis Yongchang. The Marquis wanted to ask her something.

As soon as she entered the study room, Zhang Yunhui pointed at her and scolded her: "You jealous woman! I just spent some time with her in private last night, so you kicked her out!"

He poked her nose with his finger.

Sun Hongling was startled, "Master Hou is talking about Yueniang? That ugly girl next to Zhiyi?"

With such a pockmarked face, the Marquis was getting along with her in private?

"Why are you pretending to be stupid?" Zhang Yunhui pointed at the bridge of her nose and became furious, "You have never stopped using your methods in these years. You can't even tolerate a single roommate! That's all. I have my heart to accept this woman as my wife. , if you dare to touch her again, I will divorce you, jealous woman!"

The more Sun Hongling listened, the more irrelevant it became.

"That pockmarked face? Do you want to take her as your concubine?"

However, Zhang Yunhui only remembered those eyes, which made him feel like he saw Lu Yunjin in a trance.

A pair of eyes and an phoenix are enough for him to think about day and night.

What's more, pockmarks can be cured, and the woman's facial features are not bad.

"Even if you are ugly, you are a hundred times better than a jealous woman like you," Zhang Yunhui said coldly, "Sun Hongling, you disgust me to the extreme."

Sun Hongling never expected that one day she would not even be able to compare with her pockmarked face.

She thought about it for several days but still couldn't figure out why Zhang Zhiye and Zhang Yunhui were both possessed by that pockmarked face.
Is there really something evil about it?
(End of this chapter)