Chapter 3: Foolish Girl with No Face to Show 3

003 A Silly Girl Has No Face 3

"Sister, Brother Yelu, Yue'er's fiancé..." Murong Yue shrank back, looking at Murong Xue with fear, terrified that she would call someone to beat her again. Since she could remember, the number of times Murong Xue had had her beaten was already countless; in her heart, Murong Yue already harbored a deep fear of Murong Xue.

"Shut up! How could Young Master Yelu marry a fool like you? Look at that face of yours—even ghosts would be terrified of it. Let me tell you, Young Master Yelu will only marry a beautiful woman like me. Stop dreaming!" As Murong Xue said her last sentence, she stole a glance at Yelu Feng. Seeing that he didn't seem to object, she felt immensely triumphant.

"You, you're lying..." Provoked by Murong Xue's words, Murong Yue rushed forward two steps, intending to grab Murong Xue's sleeve to argue with her. Father had clearly said Yelu Feng would be her husband; why was Sister trying to snatch him away? Usually, when Sister fought over clothes or jewelry, she would yield, but she could not yield when it came to Yelu Feng. She could not, could not...

"Ah! Ugly freak, you fool, don't touch me!" Seeing Murong Yue rushing toward her with a hideous, festering, and oozing face, Murong Xue hurriedly dodged. She had heard that such a face was contagious; if she let her touch her, what would she do if her own beautiful face was ruined!

In her panic, Murong Xue failed to notice that she was already at the edge of the pavilion. As she retreated, she reached the end and tripped over the railing, losing her balance. It looked as though she was about to fall into the lake.

"Sister, watch out!" Murong Shuang, who had been silent beside them, saw the look of horror on Murong Xue's face and hurriedly stepped forward to pull her back. Seeing Murong Yue rushing headlong toward them, a ripple of intent flashed in Murong Shuang's eyes. She pushed Murong Xue, and while Murong Xue's body blocked everyone's view, she secretly raised her foot and kicked Murong Yue's foot hard. Then, she moved aside following the momentum.

"Ah!" Having been kicked by Murong Shuang, Murong Yue's body pitched forward from the pain. With a *plop*, she fell into the lake, her hands splashing about wildly. Looking pitifully at the people in the pavilion, she cried out miserably, "Help... help me..."

As soon as she opened her mouth, several mouthfuls of cold water were forced into her. In the early autumn weather, the lake water was bone-chillingly cold. Being a fool to begin with, Murong Yue only splashed a few times before she slowly began to lose her strength.

"Sister, what should we do? She... she's about to sink!" Murong Shuang looked at Murong Yue in the water with a "look of great alarm," asking Murong Xue while trembling.

"Who told her to be so careless? We don't know how to swim, so what can we do?" Murong Xue whispered, while secretly observing the expressions of Yelu Feng and the others. In her heart, she wished Murong Yue would just die right then and there. Anyway, when the investigation happened, it would just be that she had accidentally fallen into the lake herself. Besides, with the Crown Prince present here, who could blame the two sisters?

"Aren't you worried she might drown?" Nalan Ye looked at Yelu Feng with his peach-blossom eyes, a half-smile playing on his lips. To treat a fool like this seemed a bit excessive, didn't it?

"What does it have to do with this Young Master!" Yelu Feng coldly lifted his sleeve and sat down beside Nalan Ye. He picked up his teacup and gulped down the long-cooled tea to suppress the anger in his heart.

Although Murong Shuang's movements were very careful, they could not hide from those of them who practiced martial arts. Since they wanted to kill each other, he and the others would just sit and watch the show. It could both get rid of that disgusting Murong Yue and deal with that fly, Murong Xue. Why not?

"This Palace nearly forgot that Imperial Father has matters to discuss with me. I shall take my leave first!" Beichen Hao nodded to Nalan Ye and walked out of the pavilion. In an instant, he was gone, seemingly never having noticed Murong Yue falling into the water.

"The Crown Prince is indeed deeply loved by the Emperor; as expected of the son of the founding Empress!" Nalan Ye spoke these words softly, his fingers lightly tracing the rim of his teacup. With a smile on his lips and a profound gaze, though he did not leave, he no longer mentioned the matter of Murong Yue.

"Ugh..." Murong Yue finally exhausted her strength and slowly sank into the water...