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Chu Zhiyuan laughed and said, "Mr. Zhu, don't worry, the Emperor will also pretend not to know."
"Why?" Zhu Caifu frowned.
Chu Zhiyuan said, "This..."
Zhu Caifu looked as if she was all ears.
She felt she needed to broaden her knowledge. Her martial arts were indeed excellent, but she was lacking in this area.
No one had explained these intricacies to her.
The intrigue in this was quite interesting.
"Then let me elaborate," Chu Zhiyuan laughed and said, "Whether the scars are real or fake, the rumor has spread, and everyone knows that Your Highness's face is disfigured."
"Hmm."
"At this point, if we say Your Highness's face was never disfigured or has already been cured, do you think people will believe it?"
"It doesn't matter if they don't believe it; we just need to make an appearance in public, right? Seeing is believing."