Plastic Surgeon & Thief Princess

"Got it." Rong Jiu dragged his group and headed upstairs.

The newly hired shop assistant said again, "Miss, they told you to go quickly."

Rong Jiu stopped and looked at her coldly, "Who is the master?"

The shop assistant lowered his head, a haze covering his eyes.

"Mother, are we really going?" Rong Jiu stood outside the screen, changing clothes one after another. "Go, of course we'll go."

"But, but back then, they …"

"Bastard! Since mother told you, then I believe you won't tell anyone else."

"I understand." He lowered his head. He knew that this was his mother's greatest injury.

He still pestered his mother for a long time before his mother told him about the past. He didn't know what would happen if his mother went to the Wanning manor this time, so why would the people of the manor call her?

"Alright, Bro Dang. You just stay here. Mother is going." Rong Jiu walked out from behind the screen wearing a white dress with sleeves. His fake face, as always, would make people jealous.

"Mother, why don't you let me go with you? I can protect you." Clenching his fists tightly, who knew what those crazy people would do? A person who wouldn't let go of even his own daughter.

Rong Jiu lowered his head and rubbed the little fatty's face. "Just stay here. Mother was invited this time. Nothing will happen to her." Anyway, it was all within her expectations.

"Mother …"

"Alright, alright, mother is leaving."

It was time for her to go and see what the present Marquis' Mansion looked like, and whether her so-called father and mother had any hint of repentance or fear towards what had happened that year.

After he left, he hastily ran to the teahouse from before. If he couldn't get there, there would always be people he could go to.

When Rong Jiu stood in front of the door of the marquis' residence, he felt a wave of melancholy. Apart from hypocrisy, there were still some stories here.

"Miss Rong, this way please." The butler came to greet Rong Jiu, and Rong Jiu followed him. It was still a familiar environment, and there was also the same kind of argument.

The Marquis' Mansion had many sons. Other than her and Ning Ruoxue, there were also a few concubines. If she was no longer present, and Ning Ruoxue was married, then this Mansion's concubine would stand out.

Struggling and fighting, as well as acting in front of her in the past, she had always been the one in charge of them all. Now that she was quietly watching, it was hard to tell whether or not she would feel frustrated just watching this show.

She followed the butler to the main hall, where Ning Daoyuan met her. At the same time, there was also the marquis' concubine, the Yu clan, who was also her so-called mother.

The two of them looked exhausted. It was likely that they had not been sleeping well for the past few days.

"Greetings, Master Hou, esteemed wangfei." She knelt on the ground and bowed.

"Hurry, please get up."

Ning Daoyuan was a bit flustered. He asked the steward to go down first, and before he could even sit properly, he asked, "You know her?"

Rong Jiu was shocked, "Who is the marquis talking about?"

Lady Yu signalled Master Hou to not speak and let the servants down before saying, "We're talking about the portrait in your carriage. Do you know the person in the portrait?"

Rong Jiu panicked and quickly knelt on the ground. "Your Lordship's consort Hou please forgive me. Rong Jiu forgot to take down the portrait and frightened esteemed Hou Jiu." She lowered her head, but her eyes were calm.

"Do you really know her?" Yu Shi stood up in excitement. "She's not dead yet?"

"Rao Jiu doesn't really understand." Rong Jiu said in confusion.

Lady Yu realized that she had almost exposed her secret and quickly calmed herself down. She helped Rong Jiu up, "Miss Rong, do you know the girl in the portrait? Where is she now? "

Rong Jiu tilted his head in thought. "It can't be counted, but five years ago, I dreamed of her. She said she was in so much pain, she had lost her face, and wanted me to make it up for her. Esteemed Marquis Hou should know that Rong Jiu is Huan …"

Before he could finish, he saw the faces of Ning Daoyuan and Lady Yu go deathly pale. "Master Hou, Empress, what's going on?"

Madame Yu fell onto the chair, while Ning Daoyuan seemed to have lost his soul.

The corners of Rong Jiu's lips curled up. "What happened?" Feeling guilty? Scared? That's not enough.

In the carriage, Ning Xinyan's face was peeled off. Her bloodied and mangled appearance made her seem like she was right in front of his eyes. She was purposely letting him see her.

There was also some unsettling powder in the portrait. If Ning Daoyuan saw it, he would definitely show it to the Yu clan too.

The carriage had not returned to her. The two of them must have been in a state of panic during these past two days, right?

"Your Lordship, the Empress?" Rong Jiu tried asking a few more questions.

"She …" Did she say anything to you? " The Yu clan was trembling.

"She …" Rong Jiu thought for a while and said, "Oh, I remember now. She also said she hated him and wanted revenge. She didn't have such a family. That's right, that's what she said."

"At that time, she really was so scared and disgusting. I don't know who had such a vicious heart, but she still had a lot of burns on her body. I don't know if she's still alive, but if she was, I don't know how much certainty I have in recovering her appearance."

"That's right, Master Hou, esteemed wangfei, did you ask because you know her?" "She …"

"I don't know him, I don't know him!" Ning Daoyuan frantically denied it. As for the Yu clan, they quickly denied it as well. "Right, we don't know each other!"