Ning Lingyu was an ugly woman.

Just like that, such an ugly woman married the dream lover of all the girls in love, Prince Zhan, Si Zhanyan.

It was all because her father was the powerful Prime Minister, Ning Feng.

When they got married, Baili Red painted the snow all over the ground with joy.

Si Zhanyan stood in the midst of the snow, his tall and straight figure standing in front of the door. His red wedding clothes made him look even more handsome.

However, when he saw Ning Hongyu getting out of the sedan chair, a strong look of disgust appeared on his sharp eyebrows and starry eyes. He mercilessly pulled off Ning Hongyu's red veil and said sarcastically, "Your face is really disgusting."

Ning Hongyu lowered his head humbly, with tears in his eyes. Subconsciously, he covered the scar on his face with his hand.

When she was 10 years old, she was poisoned. The poison almost took her life.

It was the imperial physician who had been summoned by her father. He had tried his best to save her.

Unfortunately, her life was saved, but her face was ruined.

Her right face was as ugly as a centipede for the rest of her life.

It was at this moment that Si Zhanyan pinched her chin and forced her to look straight into his eyes.

"You've done everything you can to get married. Now that your wish has been fulfilled, I'm going to marry Ning'er in three days. I'll let you know today. If you want to stay in my manor, you'd better behave yourself."

His words pierced into Ning Hongyu's heart like a thorn.

The Ning'er he mentioned was the most beautiful woman in the Royal City. Mu Ning'er was also his lover.

After saying this, Si Zhanyan walked into the prince's mansion without looking back. He felt extremely disgusted when he took another look at Ning Hongyu.

The wedding was coming to an end.

Ning Hongyu was sent directly to the bridal chamber. She sat alone on the bed and watched the red candles burn out little by little.

She remembered that when she first met Si Zhanyan, she had parted with her family and was being bullied by a group of young masters at the corner of the street. She shuddered and curled up into a ball, not daring to speak.

Seeing that she was so ugly, the group of young masters threw stones at her head. It was Si Zhanyan who appeared in time to protect her from any harm.

At that moment, she dreamed of staying with this handsome young man for the rest of her life.

Whenever she thought of the past, no matter what Si Zhanyan did to her, she would unconditionally forgive him.

At some point, a tall figure broke in.

Before Ning Hongyu could react, she was held in someone's arms.

She had been extremely resistant, but as soon as she saw the man's face, she quieted down.

"Si..."

The rest of her words were interrupted by Si Zhanyan's kiss. He pushed her onto the bed rudely, and his sharp and angular face was full of hatred.

"Bitch, how dare you drug me!"

"I didn't!" Ning Hongyu shook her head desperately.

Si Zhanyan didn't listen to her explanation at all. She directly covered her body and vented her anger as if she was taking revenge.

"It hurts..." Ning Lingyu bent over and trembled violently. She was in so much pain that she broke out in a cold sweat.

But when she thought that the person on her body was the man she had been thinking about for many years, she became very obedient and obedient again.

"Pain?" A mocking smile appeared on Si Zhan Yan's face.

He sneered and said, "It's all your fault! If you hadn't been shameless, I wouldn't have touched such an ugly woman like you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he covered Ning Hongyu's face with the quilt.

Through the thick quilt, Ning Hongyu could still feel his deep disgust for her.

Tears welled up in Ning Hongyu's eyes.

The world loved beauty. Although she was ugly, she had a stubborn heart.

She married her beloved man like a moth to a flame. She put down her dignity and dignity for him and only asked him for help.

Unfortunately, Si Zhanyan never put her in his eyes.

There was a layer of mist in her eyes, and the pain on her body became more and more intense.

Si Zhanyan acted as if he hadn't heard of her. He pressed down on her body as if he was torturing her. He said viciously, "Even if you tried your best to make me touch you, I would never fall in love with a woman as scheming as you. Three days later, when Ning'er marries into the estate, her status is no different from yours. In fact, she's even higher than you."

"More honorable."

He deliberately emphasized the word "drepicable", which undoubtedly reminded Ning Hongyu that even if she became his wife, she could not win his heart.

In the end, he still felt that it was not enough, so he added another sentence.

"In my heart, she is the only princess in my life. And you are not even as good as the prostitutes on the roadside."

"I..." As soon as Ning Hongyu uttered a word, she was interrupted by a wave-like movement.

She almost fainted from the pain.

When she woke up again, it was already early in the morning. Ning Hongyu only felt a tearing pain in the lower part of her body.

She struggled to get up and saw the bloodstains on the bed and the mess in the room. She suddenly remembered what Si Zhanyan had said last night.

"And you are not even as good as the prostitutes on the side of the road."

The yearning for more than ten years collapsed at this moment.

She leaned weakly against the bed, and the morning sun shone on the gauze scarf on the bed curtain. The bright red color was very much like her blood.

The long veil was pulled off and hung on the beam of the room.

Standing under the veil, Ning Hongyu's eyes were numb. She tied the veil with her own hands.

She slowly closed her eyes and swallowed the bitterness in her throat.

The wind today brought with it a bone-chilling chill.

Suddenly, someone shouted, "Come on! The princess committed suicide!"