"Qing’er, listen to me. Wait a little longer. Maybe Feudal Princess Jinan can really cure the pimples on your face? Promise me, don't give up any chance of treatment, alright?" The wife of the left assistant minister didn't want to see her twelve year old daughter dispirited and tried to get her to see sense.  

Upon seeing that her mother was enduring her own sadness and trying to comfort her with her heart and soul, Yu Wanqing nodded slowly with tears in her eyes. No matter what the result was, she had to try, even if she were to lose hope in the end. She didn't want to waste her mother's painstaking efforts. It wasn't easy for her mother these past few years... 

"Mother, don't be upset. I won't go back! Just as you've said, no matter what the result is, we should face it firmly. Your daughter won't run away. Even if Feudal Princess Jinan can't cure my face, then it's my fate." 

Yu Wanqing had become tired and downtrodden by the condition of the skin on her face after all these years. With such a face, all the other children treated her as a monster when she was a child, avoiding and running away from her. There were even ones who were so scared they cried. Not only did she not have any...