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Chapter 72 Disguise

Hearing Murong Fu's words, Ling Shuanghua felt a little better. Although she didn't understand the magic of her internal skills, she thought she would be able to save Brother Ding's life.

Then he pointed to the table and chair next to him and said, "Please sit down, young master." He said that, poured Murong Fu a cup of tea.

Seeing her calm and composed look, Murong Fu was slightly surprised, "Aren't you afraid that I will hurt you?"

Ling Shuanghua said lightly: "If the young master wants to hurt me, I will not have much power to resist. If the young master does not harm me, he will naturally be a guest and should treat him with courtesy."

In my heart, if he wants to be rude to me, I will wait for an opportunity to commit suicide and never let him succeed.

Murong Fu smiled and said, "That's hard to say. The girl looks peerless, and maybe she will feel lustful."

Ling Shuanghua's face turned slightly red and she said angrily: "Prince Murong, please be careful, my daughter's family is as famous as her life."

There was still a word in my heart that you didn't say. You broke into the woman's boudoir in the middle of the night, and your words were so frivolous that you were simply a traitor.

Murong Fu's face turned solemn, "Then I won't waste my time. Simply put, I owe Ding Dian a passionate love. I wanted it to be with him, but he didn't believe me."

"I've just come to find you. I guess it's the same with you and him. If you have any problems, just say."

Ling Shuanghua was confused when she heard this, and only understood that Brother Ding did not believe this person. So she looked at Murong Fu's eyes full of suspicion, and asked, "What kind of incense is it? Why doesn't Brother Ding... don't believe you?"

Murong Fu gave her a blank look, "He was sinisterly poisoned by your father. No one would believe him now. As for this incense, it's a long story."

"He got the spiritual sacred scriptures from Mei Niansheng, and I happened to hear it. This spiritual sacred scriptures have helped me a lot. Mei Niansheng is dead, so this love is naturally counted on him."

Thinking of Brother Ding being framed by his father, Ling Shuanghua's face turned dark. He heard Murong Fu's words behind him again and looked at him strangely, thinking: "Just eavesdropping, just eavesdropping, what does it mean to hear it?"

But he believed Murong Fu's words. After pondering for a long time, Ling Shuanghua sighed, "Thank you for your kindness, it's just a problem for the little girl, and you can't help."

"How can you know I can't solve it if you don't say it!"

Ling Shuanghua shook her head, "I will never meet Brother Ding again in this life. I also ask my son to tell Brother Ding to tell him to live well."

"I can take action directly to let you two fly away!"

"No, no, I swear not to see Brother Ding again in front of my mother's spirit, otherwise my mother would be tortured by evil spirits every day in the dark world, and I wouldn't bear to let my father stay here alone."

Murong Fu was disdainful. There were several ways to solve this problem. Ding Dian was in vain with peerless martial arts, but he foolishly killed Ling Shuanghua and himself.

Thinking of Ling Shuanghua disfigured Ding Dian in the future, Murong Fu felt a pity, his mind moved and said, "I heard that your father is going to betroth you to someone else?"

Ling Shuanghua was stunned, "How do you know?"

"Didn't you tell you that you heard it?"

Ling Shuanghua was puzzled. My father had only told him about this. How did Mr. Murong know about it? But after thinking about Ding Dian, Ling Shuanghua said resolutely:

"I will never do anything to sorry Brother Ding. At worst...at least you don't have this face."

Murong Fu thought for a while and said, "Miss Ling, I will give you two choices. One is that I can find a way to make your father agree to be with Ding Dian; the other is that I can save you from the trouble of forcing a marriage, you can choose one."

"Can you prevent me from being forced to marry by my father?" Ling Shuanghua's tone was full of surprise.

Murong Fu nodded, "Believe it or not, sometimes the opportunity to change your life is right in front of you, it depends on whether you will make a choice."

Ling Shuanghua seemed to make sense when he heard what he said, frowned and pondered for a while and said, "If the young master can help me avoid the trouble of forcing me to get married, the little girl will be grateful."

Murong Fuyiqi, "Why don't you choose the first one?"

Ling Shuanghua sighed, "My father looked down on Brother Ding, and felt that he had insulted the Ling family's lintel, so he would never agree to me marry him."

"The way you said was to force him to do this unless he was forced to do his life. In that way, even if I could pass the dad's level, I would not be able to pass my own level."

Murong Fu was amused and crying. Should he praise her intelligence or say that she was smart? However, he admired her filial piety. Since it was her own choice, Murong Fu would not force her.

"Okay, I can teach you a disguise technique that will make your face disfigured and you will no longer have the worries of forcing a marriage."

"Disguise?"

"Yes, although you can't disguise yourself as someone else's appearance, you can still do it by making a few fake scars on your face."

This disguise technique was created by Azhu. Murong Fu also wanted to use disguise technique to disguise himself as an emperor of a certain country and directly control the court, but a person's appearance can not be changed, but his breath, habits and physical characteristics can not be changed.

If you are in front of masters or in front of people close to you, you will not be able to hide the disguise technique for long, and there is no way to talk about controlling the court.

Of course, Murong Fu will not hand over the core technology to Ling Shuanghua, and this technology may be of great use in the future.

Ling Shuanghua thought for a moment and understood what Murong Fu meant. His father was trying to cling to the powerful and nobles. Those princes and nobles also liked their faces. If they had no appearance, they would definitely not be forced to marry by their father again.

Now the method that Mr. Murong said does not require disfigurement, and it can also avoid forced marriage. It is the best of both worlds, so I agree immediately.

Murong Fu continued, "But Miss Ling must remember that you must not let others know about this matter, nor can you do it!" After thinking about it for some reason, Murong Fu added: "Including Ding Dian!"

Ling Shuanghua asked in confusion: "Why?"

"You think, with your elder brother Ding's personality, you will definitely see the flaws for your father. Wouldn't all your previous efforts be wasted?"

Ling Shuanghua nodded, "Please ask Mr. Murong to teach me!"

Murong Fu immediately told her the trick of disguise and started to disguise on her face. The tender skin and the smooth touch made Murong Fu feel a little distracted.

Murong Fu does not understand the appreciation of chrysanthemums and cannot understand what "a person is as light as a chrysanthemum", but this face is indeed elegant and beautiful.

Ling Shuanghua's face was flushed. Just seeing Murong Fu's appearance as a gentleman, which was related to his own appearance, she forced herself to hold back her shyness and let Murong Fu tinker on her face.

Half an hour later, Ling Shuanghua looked at herself in the mirror, and the terrifying scar on her face, which was horizontal and vertical, and her muscles were flying, as if it was true. She couldn't help but reach out to touch her.

Murong Fu grabbed her hand and said, "No, the disguise has just been completed now, you can't touch it, otherwise the disguise will fail."
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