Goudan?
Goudan???
Xiao Jingcheng gasped sharply and immediately looked at Ye Wanmian. He didn't miss the movement of her raising her hand to cover her face, and he gritted his back teeth angrily.
His gaze was as cold as a knife. Ye Wanmian immediately covered her neck and took a step back, defending herself:
"Cough, well, I told others that Your Highness is my distant cousin. We villagers all have such vulgar names. Only in this way will no one suspect Your Highness's identity."
What she meant was that she had already considered him enough and didn't deliberately want to humiliate him.
However, Xiao Jingcheng would never believe that she would be so kind!
He now believed that this girl really had no admiration for him. She must still bear a grudge against him!
Because she bore a grudge against him, she chose to save him so that he would owe her a debt of gratitude. If he didn't want to be scolded as ungrateful, he had to treat her well. This was also her revenge on him.
This feeling was further confirmed when Xiao Jingcheng saw himself in the bronze mirror.
With a loud "bang", the sound of the bronze mirror being slammed to the ground, Xiao Jingcheng looked at Ye Wanmian and couldn't hold back his anger any longer.
"Jiang, Mian!"
"What on earth have you done to me!"
The person in the mirror had a sallow face, rough skin, was covered in pockmarks, and there was a black mole on his lip with a curly hair growing on it, trembling up and down as he spoke.
If it weren't for that mole, he would only look a bit rustic at most, but one could still vaguely see his former appearance. With that mole, his whole temperament changed completely. No one would associate him with the former crown prince who was high-spirited in the court!
But, but—
This was really an eyesore!
Xiao Jingcheng reached out his hand to grab her. Ye Wanmian quickly hid behind Qi Wen and popped out her head, saying in a hurry:
"Your Highness, please calm down!"
"Making Your Highness disguise like this is also to better protect Your Highness!"
"Those guards outside were looking for Your Highness everywhere and posted Your Highness's portraits all over the world. If Your Highness didn't change his appearance, as soon as he walked out, he would be recognized. Wouldn't that expose his identity?!"
She took a breath only after she finished speaking in one breath. She never thought that she could speak so fast.
Dahuang hid behind her, suppressing his fear of Xiao Jingcheng and barking in agreement.
"Get out of the way, don't bully mother!"
Qi Wen then added: "Yes, Your Highness still has the yellow talisman left by Taoist Priest Yuanzheng. Wearing it can make people ignore Your Highness's existence. This is also the double guarantee that Lady Jiang has made for Your Highness."
Several voices intertwined and reached his ears. Xiao Jingcheng only felt his head buzzing.
"Enough!" he shouted.
The scene immediately fell silent. He closed his eyes tightly, steadied his emotions, then opened them again and gritted his teeth:
"I'll spare you this time, but I will never use the name Goudan."
The place on Ye Wanmian's neck where he had pinched her still hurt. She didn't dare to go against him at this time and said, "Naturally, Your Highness can give himself another name."
Xiao Jingcheng snorted coldly: "From now on, call me Jing Xiao."
Qi Wen was very sensible and called out with a bit of flattery: "Brother Jing."
When Ye Wanmian was deliberating whether to call him or not, the voice of Li Zhao came from behind: "What's going on? I heard the noise from here all the way in front."
As if finding a backbone, Ye Wanmian let out a sigh of relief, immediately left Qi Wen and ran towards Li Zhao, calling out crisply:
"Uncle Li."
Li Zhao's gaze fell on Ye Wanmian, and his eyes immediately softened. Ye Wanmian raised her head and whispered to him: "It's His Highness the Crown Prince. He's awake."
It wasn't the usual "Goudan" with a bit of intimacy on her lips, but "His Highness the Crown Prince".
Li Zhao immediately understood. Ye Wanmian was referring to the real Xiao Jingcheng.
But he didn't immediately go to check on Xiao Jingcheng's condition. He seemed to notice something, and his face suddenly changed. He bent down to look at her neck: "Why are there pinching marks on your neck?"
Ye Wanmian's eyes were a bit evasive. Before she could think of a good excuse, Li Zhao already understood what was going on. He looked at Xiao Jingcheng and said in a deep voice:
"Did you do this?"
"I did." Xiao Jingcheng slowly stood up from the chair and said coldly, readily admitting.
Li Zhao hadn't been this angry for a long time.
"May I ask what she did wrong that Your Highness was so cruel as to do such a thing? She risked her life to save you, spent money and put in efforts, and spared no expense to negotiate with others. She has both merits and hard work. It's fine if Your Highness doesn't remember her life-saving grace, but why repay kindness with enmity?!"
He asked sternly, and every word was full of anger.
The moment Li Zhao appeared in the yard, Xiao Jingcheng felt a threat from him.
After Li Zhao shaved his beard and tidied his hair, he couldn't hide the elegant temperament of a person from a noble family who had been influenced by poetry, books, rites and music.
That was definitely not something an ordinary person could have. It had to be the inner cultivation of a person from a proper official family or a noble clan.
Especially his extremely outstanding face. Although there were wrinkles at the corners of his eyes and half of his temples were white, he was no worse than his uncle.
Even though he was wearing the most ordinary cloth clothes, he formed a sharp contrast with Qi Wen beside him.
He was the crown prince of a country and needed to know well about the politics and various forces of the Sheng Kingdom. He had met all the officials in the capital, big and small, and there was no such person in his impression.
Could it be a clan member of another noble family?
His gaze slid down, and he saw Ye Wanmian holding the man's sleeve. The two of them looked extremely intimate, and the man protected her so much after seeing the pinching marks on her neck.
Could it be that this man was her husband?!
Realizing this, Xiao Jingcheng narrowed his eyes.
At this moment, he was very unhappy, extremely unhappy, but he couldn't tell where this unhappiness came from.
Xiao Jingcheng squinted his eyes slightly: "Who are you? How dare you shout at me here?"
"I'm her—" Li Zhao realized something and quickly changed his words, "I'm her uncle."
Ye Wanmian was stunned and subconsciously looked at Li Zhao.
Li Zhao's side face was tense, and he even gritted his back teeth tightly, as if the word "uncle" had exhausted all his strength.
Neither of them noticed that when Li Zhao said the word "uncle", Xiao Jingcheng's eyebrows relaxed a bit. "Oh, so it's the uncle coming to support his niece."
It's good that he's not her husband.
He raised his eyebrows. "Before questioning me, you might as well ask what she has done to me. Why did I find myself in her room after I woke up?"