Chapter 1540

While Mo Chuan was reading military books in the royal study, in the Duke Ning palace, there was a large uproar.

After Zhao Rong princess left, Duke Ning sat in the main hall, waiting for someone to report the good news of "Zhao Rong princess being defeated by the ancient divine doctor and being engaged in public".

But he waited left and right, waiting until a pot of tea had been brewed over and over again, until it tasted no different from plain water, but he still didn't hear any news from Zhao Rong Junzhu.

"Someone, quickly go to doctor Zhang and see what happened to the princess!"

He couldn't hold it in any longer and sent people to investigate.

But before he could even leave the mansion, he heard a flurry of hurried and panicked footsteps coming towards him.

"This is bad, this is bad, the princess is back!" The housekeeper's voice came from outside the main hall. Following that, he stumbled into the main hall.

Duke Ning was filled with rage. He raised his hand and with a "pa" sound, he slapped the housekeeper's face. He angrily shouted, "Bastard, you're becoming more and more speechless! It's good that the princess is back, how is it bad? "

The housekeeper covered his face and took in a breath of pain. He reported with a sobbing tone, "Sir duke, quickly come out and take a look. Our princess has been injured by someone. That appearance ….. It's really too horrible to look at."

"What?"

Hearing this, Duke Ning almost fell off his chair. He didn't care about his demeanor and ran out, running to the palace gates in one breath.

Zhao Rong princess' palanquin was parked there.

Duke Ning charged over and opened the curtain, calling out to the person in the palanquin, "Zhao Rong ….."

His voice came to an abrupt halt, and his eyes widened in disbelief as he stared at the person in front of him. No matter what, he couldn't believe that the person in front of him was the precious pearl in his palm.

"You ….. Where did a beggar like you come from, daring to sit in my son Zhao Rong's palanquin. Quickly scram out for this duke!" He angrily shouted.

God, he had never seen a more disgusting beggar in his life than the one in front of him. His clothes were tattered, dirty and smelly, and his body was crawling with mice, flies, mosquitoes, and bedbugs. Especially his face, it was bumpy and red and swollen. If he took another look at it, he would almost vomit.

It really was too ugly, too disgusting!

Zhao Rong princess couldn't help crying out. She sobbed as she said, "Father, your daughter is Zhao Rong!"

She cried as she threw herself into Duke Ning's embrace.

Duke Ning's body trembled and he dodged her without even thinking. His sleeve covered his nose and mouth as he revealed a look of disgust.

"Someone, quickly drag this beggar away for this duke and beat him to death! What an audacious beggar! How dare you sit in the princess' sedan chair and pretend to be the princess? You deserve to die ten thousand times for your crime! "he shouted in a stern voice.

The guards around him knelt down and said, "High Duke, she … she's not a beggar, she's the Countess!"

"Ning? "Zhao Rong? This beggar is Rong? "

Duke Ning's eyes widened in shock. No matter how he looked at it, this beggar in front of him didn't have anything to do with Zhao Rong.

"It's really the princess, Lord High Duke," the guards said in unison.