frightfiction Chapter 561 His wounds should be healed by now.
Chapter 561 His wounds should be healed by now.
No wonder the girls were so resistant to Lu Beimo; his figure was indeed one in a million, even more imposing and tall than Prince Jin.
In short, disregarding his face and focusing solely on his physique, it is undoubtedly the most perfect and captivating body any girl has ever seen.
But he always wore half a mask, a dark and cold mask that looked like a terrifying demon.
No one knows what he actually looks like. After his face was disfigured, was it covered in scars? Or was he completely unrecognizable?
If you wake up in the middle of the night and see your husband lying next to you with his features distorted, who can guarantee that they won't be scared to death?
"Miss Li had no choice. She broke off her engagement with Prince Jin, and there's no way any young master from a high-ranking official family in the capital would dare to marry her! Does she really intend to never marry?"
Therefore, the disfigured Prince Mo was already Chu Yueli's best choice.
Ultimately, it was still a case of marrying above one's station.
It's just a pity that such a beautiful face was wasted.
The people at the banquet continued drinking, and although the voices were low, the atmosphere was still lively.
Suddenly, a voice broke into everyone's ears: "Today, His Majesty has bestowed marriage upon two couples, which is truly a joyous occasion. Your Majesty, I also have some good news to share, and I would like to take advantage of this festive atmosphere to tell everyone."
It is Consort Yu.
Lu Beimo's fingers tightened instantly as he held the cup.
Although Chu Yueli's face remained expressionless, it seemed that she had already guessed what Consort Yu was going to do.
She subconsciously glanced at Lu Beimo sitting to the side, and sure enough, the chill emanating from the Great Demon King suddenly intensified.
"Oh?" The Emperor also drank a few more cups, and was in a good mood as well.
He looked at Consort Yu and said with a smile, "Consort Yu, do you have more good news to share? What is it? Tell us quickly so we can all be happy!"
Yu Fei nodded to him, then turned around and looked down at Lu Bei Mo, who was not far away.
However, some people were suspicious.
The marriage between Prince Mo and Miss Li had already been announced long ago. Although it would still be a joyous occasion to bring it up again now, it was not worthwhile.
Could it be that Miss Li is pregnant with the royal child?
Judging from how close she and Prince Mo are, it's hard to say for sure.
However, since the wedding has not yet taken place and neither the man nor the woman is married, it would be quite inappropriate for Consort Yu to bring up such a matter.
The Emperor will probably be angry, not happy!
Having a child out of wedlock would damage the reputation of royalty.
The Emperor was also watching Lu Beimo and Chu Yueli, equally puzzled as to what Consort Yu was trying to say.
Yu Fei smiled, her gaze fixed on her son's mask that instilled fear in countless girls, and said softly, "Mo'er has been treating the injuries on his face these past few days, and they've finally healed completely."
Prince Mo's face has been healed!
Everyone present was stunned into silence, wanting to discuss something but unsure what to say.
All eyes immediately fell on Lu Beimo's face.
Is the face beneath the mask truly as good as new?
The Emperor was also shocked, staring intently at the mask on Lu Beimo's face, his breathing becoming increasingly rapid: "Really... cured?"
"He should be cured. A couple of days ago, I applied the last medicine for him." Consort Yu turned to look at the Emperor and smiled, "According to my estimation, he should be completely cured today."