Chapter 2: Foolish Girl with No Face to Show 2

002 The Silly Girl Has No Face to Show 2 “Brother Yelu invited me! It’s in the letter!” Murong Yue raised the rice paper in her hand and said happily.

“Pfft...” Watching curiously from the side, Nalan Ye couldn't help but spray the tea he had just sipped into his mouth, his charming face flushing bright red.

“Th-this is the letter you gave?” Looking at the spring palace diagrams in Murong Yue's hand in disbelief, Nalan Ye turned his head toward Yelu Feng, unable to believe it. “How did I not know that the customs of the Beichen Dynasty had become so liberal!”

“Murong Yue, get out!” Yelu Feng’s handsome face turned beet red. He was only a fifteen-year-old youth; encountering such a situation, he lost his composure, struggling to restrain himself from lashing out at Murong Yue. After all, everyone in the capital knew she was a fool, so there was no way to blame her, and besides, he never hit women.

“You ugly fool, why have you come out again?” Seeing Murong Yue's appearance, Murong Xue shouted with a distorted expression.

“Brother Yelu, Yue'er, Yue'er likes you, and Brother Yelu likes Yue'er too...” Murong Yue walked straight toward Yelu Feng, even more oblivious as she spread out the rice paper in her hand to prove that what she said was not a lie.

“Murong Yue, do you have any sense of shame!” Yelu Feng wanted to step forward to snatch the rice paper away, but upon looking at that face covered in festering sores, some of which were broken and oozing pus, he felt so nauseated he nearly vomited up his dinner from the night before. He hurriedly dodged away, hiding behind the other side of the stone table.

“So this is your fiancée, Murong Yue? Truly living up to her reputation!” Nalan Ye sized Murong Yue up from head to toe, a strange glint flashing in his eyes, before teasingly remarking. So she was a fool; no wonder she would...

“Please, stop disgusting me. I would rather die than marry a woman like this!” Yelu Feng said huffily.

If it weren't for Consort De's full protection, how could he have let Murong Yue carry the title of his fiancée for so long? He only hated that Consort De's favor remained undiminished, preventing him from successfully breaking off the engagement to this day.

As long as he could achieve another great military feat, he would surely petition the Emperor to cancel this marriage. Even if Murong Yue were the legitimate daughter of the current Prime Minister, he would not hesitate.

“Brother Yelu, don't be angry.” Murong Yue's eyes were brimming with tears as she gazed at Yelu Feng. Murong Shuang had clearly said that Yelu Feng had invited her; why was he so angry? Was it because she had arrived late?

“You fool, shut up! With that appearance of yours, with your idiocy, you think you're worthy of liking Young Master Yelu? Only I am worthy of him. Stop dreaming and get back inside immediately! Stay in your room and stop coming out to scare people!” Seeing Yelu Feng's disgusted expression—as if he didn't even want to look at Murong Yue—a flash of triumph crossed Murong Xue's eyes.

As expected, Young Master Yelu loathed this fool to the extreme. He indeed preferred a woman with a beautiful countenance like hers; moreover, she held the title of the capital's number one talented woman. Only she was worthy of being Yelu Feng's wife. This fool, aside from having Consort De backing her, had nothing; she was nothing but a disgrace to the Murong family.

Furthermore, after this commotion, Murong Yue's reputation in the capital would become utterly foul. Let's see how Father and Consort De could continue to protect her then.

“Oh dear, Second Sister, why have you come out again? Hurry back, stop making a scene!” Seeing her scheme succeed, Murong Shuang finally appeared and called out, preparing to take Murong Yue back.

Once they returned, she would have her maids spread rumors that "Murong Yue peeked at spring palace diagrams, her heart was stirred, and she sought pleasure from Yelu Feng." Let's see if that doesn't destroy Murong Yue this time!

For a woman, if being ugly and foolish couldn't destroy her, then she would strip her of even her final shred of chastity, ensuring she would never rise again.

Exchanging a glance with her sister Murong Xue, a tacit understanding flashed in both of their eyes.