Chapter 2011: Chapter 482: Mutual Torment—Never Ending, Never Dying (6)
"Xiao Nan, take care of the Princess." Hongxin instructed Xiao Nan with a word, then turned and quickly left.
As Hongxin left, Ah Hua came in right behind her, nodding at Chao Yunya.
Yun Ya slowly straightened up, with no trace of pain on her face, and looked calmly at Gan Wei’er. Gan Wei’er instinctively shrank back a little.
"You... what are you going to do?"
Yun Ya gave Xiao Nan a look, Xiao Nan nodded, walked over to help Gan Wei’er up. Gan Wei’er looked at Yun Ya, and Yun Ya smiled and said, "Go ahead."
Gan Wei’er was pulled into the inner room by Xiao Nan, and Ah Hua took out a hotel attendant’s uniform and handed it to Yun Ya. Yun Ya took it and quickly changed out of her clothes and into the uniform.
At this time, Gan Wei’er came out from inside, wearing an exquisite long dress that wrapped around a curvy figure, with flawless skin. A white flowered hat was slanted on her head, with soft drapery almost covering her entire face. She was a beauty like a distant flower, with gentle and graceful eyebrows, appearing mysterious and noble at a glance, very stunning.
Yun Ya took off the hat, revealing Gan Wei’er’s pale little face. Gan Wei’er pursed her lips, "What exactly are you going to do?"
Yun Ya smiled and said, "Fulfill your wish."
Gan Wei’er instinctively reached for her dress, looking at her puzzled, "You don’t want to marry Lorde?"
"So I’m giving you the opportunity." Yun Ya said, wielding makeup tools, quickly working on her face. Gan Wei’er looked very different from her, but her face shape was somewhat similar to Yun Ya’s. After the previous ordeal, her cheeks rapidly slimmed down into a delicate egg-shaped face. Compared to Yun Ya’s brows, she lacked a bit of aura and antiquity, but these traits could be compensated for with makeup.
Makeup akin to plastic surgery, this saying is not false.
Yun Ya stepped back a few paces, smiling and nodding, "Not bad."
Gan Wei’er was slightly shorter than her, which could be compensated for with shoes. The two had similar waistlines. Gan Wei’er, now slim, had a body quite like Yun Ya’s. With the hat on, at first glance, she looked very much like Yun Ya, absolutely unrecognizable to anyone not familiar with her.
Gan Wei’er looked at her, unsettled, "Do you really want me to get engaged to Lorde?"
"What, you don’t want to?" Yun Ya raised an eyebrow slightly.
Gan Wei’er instinctively shook her head, "I do."
Yun Ya sighed, a gaze full of sorrow, "I have someone I love. We grew up together as childhood sweethearts. I once vowed to marry no one but him, but my mother wants me to marry Lorde. I can’t do it..."
Gan Wei’er looked at her, shocked, eyes wide open.
So that’s how it was...
"I plan to leave with him. You will take my place to marry Lorde. By that time, people only recognize this face of yours. My mother couldn’t afford the disgrace, she can only go along with the mistake and let you marry Lorde, and as for Lorde..." Yun Ya smiled slightly, "I believe you can win his heart."
So that’s how it was, Gan Wei’er’s heart suddenly surged with excitement. This was her opportunity. The Princess was right. As long as she showed up with this face at today’s ceremony, the Queen wouldn’t contradict herself. She could only go along with it. Few people had truly seen the Princess. By then, she would be the Princess of Country Bauhinia and could rightfully marry Lorde.
Gan Wei’er glanced at the girl in front of her, eyebrows thickened, face smudged, beauty had taken quite a discount, nobody would recognize her in a crowd.
"Can you really give up the Princess’s title and the luxury?" Gan Wei’er couldn’t believe there was someone this foolish in the world, willing to hand over such readily available status and wealth.
Yun Ya smiled faintly, "These things to me are just external possessions. As long as I can be with him, I can not care about anything, and give up anything."
She had the naive look of someone lost in love.
Gan Wei’er curled her lips, secretly mocking her foolishness, no man is reliable. You might say you give up now, but you’ll regret it later, by then it won’t be your turn to regret.
Gan Wei’er thought of the poison she had, "When will you give me the antidote?"
Yun Ya laughed, "You were never poisoned, it was just flour."
Gan Wei’er looked at her in astonishment, heart even more excited, this is something you didn’t want yourself, you can’t blame me.
"Alright, remember, before exchanging engagement rings with Lorde, make sure no one recognizes you, otherwise even I can’t save you, understood?" Yun Ya raised her right arm and marked a red mole on her armpit.
Gan Wei’er nodded, solemnly looking at her, "I wish you happiness."
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