Before Gu Lingqiao could speak, Long Yi loudly said, "Doctor, let’s go to the hall, there is enough space and it’s convenient."

The Prince was standing right next to them. Naturally, the doctor didn’t dare say anything; he glanced furtively at the Prince and said, "I obey."

Long Yi turned to Long Rui, seeking her approval, and asked, "Prince?"

Long Rui nodded and softly responded, "Okay."

Thus, the group moved to the hall. The doctor took Gu Lingqiao’s pulse according to routine; a maid brought warm water and helped Gu Lingqiao wash her face. Only then did the doctor apply medicine to her wound.

She was always heavily made up when meeting people, and suddenly showing her bare face in public made Gu Lingqiao’s complexion very ugly. She was well aware that without makeup, she was just like any ordinary girl. Her sense of superiority was crafted by expensive clothes and exquisite makeup, enveloped in a prestigious background.

She secretly glanced at Long Rui to see his reaction, but Long Rui was wearing a mask, making it impossible to discern his expression.

Fearing disfigurement, Gu Lingqiao couldn’t care about anything else. Ugly or not, it’s better than being ugly for a lifetime. She hurriedly asked the doctor, "Doctor, quickly tell me if I’ll be disfigured?"

Actually, Gu Lingqiao’s wounds were few, merely some blood marks scratched by leaves. A typical girl from an ordinary household wouldn’t even consider these wounds, let alone apply medicine.

But Gu Lingqiao was different. Born into a wealthy family, she placed great importance on her appearance. Without beauty, what leverage would she have to marry into a noble family and bask in honor and wealth in the future?

The doctor shook his head and seriously answered, "Miss, you won’t be, don’t worry, just some minor wounds. Once the medicine is applied, even the scars will disappear in a few days."

Lingling was still uneasy, "Doctor, is my face really okay? Don’t deceive me."

The doctor grew impatient with the questioning and said, "Miss, rest assured! It’s fine. If there’s an issue with your face, you can chop off my head as compensation, will that be enough?"

Promised with the doctor’s head, Gu Lingqiao finally felt reassured, saying, "Alright, I’ll believe you this time."

After applying the medicine, Gu Lingqiao returned to her room to rest, displeased at her failure to stir trouble, coupled with injuries from her plan.

"This infuriates me! Rumors are all over that the War Prince is shrewd and formidable, but I think he’s just a pig, so stupid." Returning to her room, Gu Lingqiao couldn’t quell her anger at the recollection, she swept her hand across the table scattering the tea set onto the ground with a crisp sound, leaving the floor a mess filled with tea, tea leaves, and ceramic shards.

The old maid began patiently counseling, "Miss, don’t be angry! The Prince has feelings for you. We still have a chance. You must keep your composure, and not lose your calm."

Lingling: "Haven’t you heard? That lowly woman gets along very well with Brother Rui. It’s not that easy to drive a wedge between them."

The old maid: "Miss, don’t inflate others’ strengths while belittling your own. Today was just an accident."

Gu Lingqiao also thought the old maid was right. Though she and Long Rui were separated for over a decade, they grew up together, with a deep bond. In Long Rui’s heart, she was definitely more important than Situtu Xueer.

Of course, this was just Gu Lingqiao’s wishful thinking.

"Brother Rui was smart as a child, how did he become so stupid when grown up?" Her wounds clearly showed she was beaten, yet Long Rui couldn’t see it. Gu Lingqiao was extremely frustrated.

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