Enchantress Amongst Alchemists: Ghost King’s Wife

Chapter 19: Fools and trash

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Just when the boy waved his palm towards the young man, a slender hand tightly squeezed his slender arm, and he almost shed tears from the pain.

"Who are you? Let me go, my prince, or I will let my father kill you!" The boy glared fiercely at the woman in plain clothes in front of him, and threatened in a vicious voice.

This method works for anyone, including the one in front of him, and soon he will be on his knees begging him for mercy.

Whoever made his father the emperor of Ziyue Kingdom, everyone would be afraid of him!

Mu Ruyue raised her brows, the boy in front of her was only about five years old, but he was the son of Emperor Ziyue, who was nearly seventy years old, it seemed that people in the royal family were indeed stallions.

"Who am I?" Mu Ruyue laughed softly, "I'm what you call trash, the ghost king's fiancée, but even if I'm trash, I'm more than enough to deal with a brat like you."

boom!

Mu Ruyue threw him to the ground forcefully, her indifferent eyes swept over the startled princes and princesses, her voice was cold and unkind.

"Remember, he is my Mu Ruyue's husband! I don't care how old you are, let alone who your father is, if you dare to hurt him, I will let you know my methods."

The girl's voice was obviously very weak, but it made people feel a chill creeping into their hearts.

Ye Wuchen looked at Mu Ruyue who stood in front of her, wondering what he was thinking.

"Let's go."

Turning around, holding the boy's hand, Mu Ruyue pulled him and left here, ignoring the stunned princes and princesses behind him.

She has always been an uncompromising devil, no matter whether the other party is a child or an old man, she can also be merciless. This is the world of the jungle.

"Sister," Ye Wuchen looked at Mu Ruyue with radiant eyes, a pure smile appeared on his handsome face, those eyes were clean and clear without impurities, "You are so kind to me."

Mu Ruyue ignored him, and just pulled him forward.

Finally, when she reached an empty corner, Mu Ruyue stopped, turned her head to look at the young man behind her, and said, "Are you the ghost king?"

Under her gaze, Ye Wuchen nodded: "Yeah."

"It seems to be inconsistent with the rumors." Mu Ruyue raised her eyebrows and asked with a half-smile, "I heard that the ghost king looks like a ghost, so I didn't guess that you are the ghost king."

His body trembled, Ye Wuchen lowered his head, and said aggrievedly: "I'm really ugly, the maids are scared crazy by me, but it's not my face that's ugly, it's here..."

Pointing to his own body, Ye Wuchen's face was full of helplessness: "Sister, I'm really ugly here, don't look after me? You will also be scared crazy by me."

"Don't worry, I'm not so fragile. There seems to be something wrong with your body. Can you let me take a look? As people who will live together in the future, you must understand it."

"But… "

Ye Wuchen wanted to say something, but Mu Ruyue was impatient, she tore off his clothes roughly, and couldn't help gasping when she saw everything hidden in the clothes.

There were scars all over his body like earthworms, and there were faint bloodshots. Because of these scars, his originally fair skin looked hideous like a ghost.

But Mu Ruyue could tell at a glance that what Ye Wuchen was poisoned by was a kind of poison, and she had a way to detoxify it, but she didn't have the strength yet.

At this time, Ye Wuchen closed his eyes in fright, and didn't dare to look at Mu Ruyue at all, perhaps because he was afraid of seeing the same contempt and disgust in her eyes as those people.

"Open your eyes!"

A commanding voice rang in his ears.

Ye Wuchen's eyes carefully opened a gap, but he couldn't see a trace of disgust in Mu Ruyue's eyes, they were as clear as a clear spring.

"Sister, I... am I ugly?"

"It's just a little bit of poison, it's not a big deal." Mu Ruyue smiled slightly, "You need to look directly at your own physical problems, and don't worry about other people's eyes. Their mouths are on them, so let them say what you want. If you often care about other people's eyes, wouldn't you be exhausted?"

(end of this chapter)