Staying Alive

But he was also very nervous about Chu Jinling's answer.

Chu Jinling shrugged. "Whether I care or not, she is my Sisi."

"But if Sisi is disfigured, Noble Consort, she..." Lin Aotian hesitated.

He was in a difficult position. If Lin Sisi became an imperial consort in the future, he would have to care about her appearance.

Especially the Xiao family behind Noble Consort Xiao. Would they allow a disfigured woman to become Chu Jinling's Imperial Consort?

Chu Jinling was about to say that his mother was not someone who judged based on looks.

A scream suddenly came from the inner room.

"Ah! My face, how did my face become like this? How did this happen?" Lin Sisi screamed.

Chu Jinling rushed in and saw her frightened and confused look. He quickly hugged her. "Sisi, don't be afraid. It's okay. If we release the poisonous blood, your face won't be like this! You'll be fine!"