Quick Wear: Daji is a Bad Woman

Chapter 578
Ji Chen turned his face subconsciously: "Come by and have a look."

Mo Ran glanced at his veil, thought of something and said: "Master Ji, thank you for saving me last time, let me show you the scar on your face."

Ji Chen shook his head: "Thank you Mr. Mo, my scar can't be cured."

The scars on his face are like the scars in his heart, ugly and deep.

"Let me take a look. Although a man's appearance is not all, it is also very important." Mo Ran's eyes are sincere, and his voice is full of sincerity. Ji Chen avoids his sight and understands in his heart why he won Daji like.

The kind and good-looking Mr. Mo Ran, how could he be unlikable.

Seeing his hesitation, Mo Ran pushed him into the inner room of the medical hall. After Mo Ran's persuasion, Ji Chen lifted the veil and let Mo Ran take a look.

The long scar on Ji Chen's face is shocking, just from the scar, it looks like he was deliberately scratched.

"Master Ji, who is so vicious and cruel to you?"

Ji Chen touched the scar on his face, recalled all kinds of things in the Three Princes' Mansion in his mind, and sighed: "Everything is a catastrophe."

Mo Ran took out his secret ointment and applied it to Ji Chen, making an appearance that he would like to hear more about it. Ji Chen also suppressed it for too long, and began to tell his thoughts.

"My parents are imperial merchants. I moved to the capital to settle down. Unexpectedly, I ran into a bandit on the road. My parents died protecting me. Later, I met a hero who saved me..."

Mo Ran patted him on the shoulder sympathetically, compared with Ji Chen, he was indeed much luckier.

"I am very grateful to her. She took good care of me when I was in her house. Because I lost my parents, I wanted to commit suicide several times. She comforted me until one day, when there was a banquet at the house, she drank wine..."

Speaking of this, Ji Chen's voice was a little choked up, and he didn't say the following words, and Mo Ran also guessed something from his expression.

"You go back and apply this medicine. Remember to change the medicine every day. The scar on your face is too deep. You can only let this piece of meat rot and grow back. It may be a little painful."

Ji Chen took the medicine and said gratefully, "Thank you, Mr. Mo."

"It should be me thanking you. If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't have been rescued, and I wouldn't have seen her."

Ji Chen showed a bitter smile and was about to leave when he suddenly thought of something and said, "You are a good match for her, I wish you a long time."

Mo Ran had a smile on his face when he heard this, and that smile hurt Ji Chen's eyes, and he said: "Later, she left me in the mansion and went to the battlefield, and the son who admired her scratched my face, Throw me into the Goulan Courtyard."

Mo Ran didn't know that there was nothing sudden in his heart, and there was a feeling that he couldn't explain it. When he wanted to ask something again, Ji Chen had already left.

In the evening, Mo Ran returned to the palace and mentioned the matter to Daji. Daji was flipping through the minister's papers, and when he heard Mo Ran talking about his savior, he agreed absently.

Mo Ran sighed: "Mr. Ji is also a poor man. His parents were killed by bandits, and he lost his innocence and disfigured himself."

Daji suddenly stopped: "What did you say his name was?"

Mo Ran had a bad premonition, and his voice lowered a few degrees: "Master Ji, Ji Chen."

Daji recalled that delicate face, it turned out that it was disfigured and sold by Du Meng.

Daji continued to read the scriptures, as if she was just asking a stranger.

To her, Ji Chen is just a stranger who has been exposed overnight.

Daji's reaction made Mo Ran feel that something was wrong, but seeing that Daji was busy with political affairs, Mo Ran didn't go to investigate, but he still made a note of it in his heart, and decided to ask Daji next time if she knew Ji Chen.

Ji Chen took the medicine and left. On the road, he met a man in ragged clothes. The man was a little crazy, and he was thinking of sister Yang.

Seeing him, Ji Chen showed anger on his face, it was Du Meng who ruined his appearance back then.

Du Meng's clothes were torn, his exposed skin was covered with red marks, and he looked like he had been trampled on. Seeing Ji Chen, Du Meng laughed out loud.

"It's you, little bastard."

Ji Chen ignored him and strode away, but Du Meng stood in front of him, looking at Ji Chen who was wearing a veil and mocking: "Ugly, hahaha."

After Du Meng was thrown out of the palace, the prime minister's house was ransacked and questioned. He had nowhere to go, and was spoiled by a group of women in the street. Since then, he has been mentally a little abnormal. He is the son of the prime minister and has been loved since childhood. , rich clothes and fine food, even if he is Fengxia's side monarch, he is flattered by others.

Falling from the clouds into the mud, Du Meng couldn't accept it, and often wondered what was wrong and why he became like this.

Seeing Ji Chen, Du Meng seemed to have found a vent, and stepped on Ji Chen vigorously, as if mocking him could relieve his pain.

"Ugly, do you think Elder Sister Yang will remember you when she becomes a queen? Haha, she has Prince Moran and Prince Liuli by her side."

"You lowly person deserves to have slept with Sister Yang."

He pushed Du Meng away, and said in a cold voice: "The new emperor is so noble that he can sleep with me. He didn't sleep with you. It's ridiculous, Mr. Du, Mr. Du's son is now reduced to this."

Ji Chen's eyes were full of sympathy and gloating, which completely stimulated Du Meng, and Du Meng came over to pinch Ji Chen as if going crazy: "Shut up... so what if you favor you, you can't get into it even if you look like a ghost now Her eyes, let me tell you, don't even think about getting a woman I can't get."

"Hahaha, let me tell you, Sister Yang didn't abandon you, it was me, I sold you, told Sister Yang that you ran away, and you will never see her again in this life."

Du Meng looked at Ji Chen's astonished expression, and felt extremely happy in his heart. He had to be backed up when he fell into the quagmire, why should he suffer alone.

"What did you say?" Ji Chen shook his shoulders: "Say it again."

"I said, it was me. I told her that you ran away. Sister Yang was busy going to the battlefield, so she didn't look for you."

Du Meng felt that Ji Chen's tragedy was caused by himself. In fact, he didn't know. Daji knew that Du Meng had ruined his face. For Ji Chen, Daji just liked that face and had no feelings. Of course, he would not bother go to him.

After Ji Chen's imagination at the moment, it was Daji who wanted to be responsible for him, because Du Meng's obstruction caused various misunderstandings, which made the two of them strangers.

So Daji didn't intend to abandon him on purpose at all.

Ji Chen suddenly became enlightened, and his heavy heart immediately relaxed. The long-suppressed emotions made his whole body tremble, and his eyes were slightly red: "You did it all."

Tears came out of Du Meng's smile: "Yes, I did it, you missed it, haha."

Seeing Ji Chen in pain, Du Meng felt much better.

Ji Chen pushed hard, and Du Meng hit the wall, his head was smashed and blood flowed all over the floor. Passers-by saw him and shouted: "Killer."

The officers and soldiers rushed to arrest Ji Chen and put him in prison.

　You are too lazy to vote and I am too lazy to beg, Buddha
　　
　
(End of this chapter)