Number One Ugly Husband

55. You Are Uglier (1)

Translator: Guy Gone Bad

The man standing by the door was just like the combination of the angle and the devil. His left face was fully covered by black pustules, while the right face was handsome, with fair skin, an bushy eyebrow, and a dark, clear, bright eye.

“Your face…” Dongling Ce was stunned as he stared at Bao Ye.

“You are so weird. It’s just smaller pustules. I don’t know why you are so shocked.” Bao Ye touched his right face and only felt smooth. “Oh? Did they totally disappear? It’s weird, they were there just now, how could them vanish so fast?”

Dongling Ce raised his eyebrows, “Just for one night, your pustules were gone. Did you use any medicine?”

“I didn’t.” Bao Ye felt at sea.

“You didn’t?” Dongling Ce narrowed his eyes, “Have you encountered this before?”

“No.” Bao Ye shook his head.

“Your face is so strange.” Dongling Ce was interested in his face. “Come here.”

Bao Ye became vigilant immediately, “What do you want?”

Seeing his vigilance, Dongling Ce curved his lips, “I just want to look at your face.”

Bao Ye walked to him in half doubt.

“Bend down.”

Bao Ye bended down in hesitation.

Dongling Ce held his jaw and looked at his right face, then uttered a meaningful sigh.

“Don’t smile like that, that’s creepy.” Bao Ye felt the danger from his smile, “They are just some disappeared pustules! Is it necessary to stare at me all the time?”

“Although only the pustules on half of your face disappeared, your real face is disclosed. Hum, it can be said as a good-looking face.”

“Only half of my face?” Bao Ye touched the pustules on his left face, “It’s real, only the half of the face was recovered. What does my right face look like?”

“Don’t you get a mirror?” Dongling Ce asked.

Bao Ye patted off his hands on his jaw, “How could a slave get a mirror?”

Dongling Ce spread out his right palm and called out a mirror by spell.

Bao Ye handed over the mirror. But on the moment when he raised up the mirror and looked to the it, the black pustules on his left face immediately sprawled to the right side and covered his face.

Dongling Ce narrowed his dark eyes.

Bao Ye looked in the mirror and was astonished, “Oh? They are back, and they are bigger than before? How could this happen?”

He poked the pustules and insert his power into it to explore, but nothing wrong was found.

“Let me see.” Dongling Ce said.

Bao Ye bended and outstretched his face to Dongling Ce without hesitation. “Am I cursed? Or is it caused by other strange condition?”

If they are normal pustules, they couldn’t immediately reverse to the previous status after disappearing suddenly.

“Let me see if my power can cure your face.” Dongling Ce concentrated his power on his fingertip, “How do you repay me if I cure your face?”

“I’d better not…” Before he finished his words, he felt like thousands of tiny needles pricked in his face. He frowned for the pain, “Ouch, it hurts…”

“It hurts? How could it hurt? Hang in there.” Dongling Ce applied more power into his pustules. One of the pustules was disappeared, but it bounced back immediately. He applied more power again, but the pustules disappeared as fast as the new came out, and they grew bigger each time they came out. Other pustules were bleeding with pus.

“No, I can’t. It hurts!” Bao Ye’s soul was shaking with the pain. He pushed Dongling Ce away, covered his face and breathed deeply. Finding something sticky on his face and hands, he lowered his hands and found them covering with blood and pus. “Oh my goodness, are you sure you are curing my face?”

His sweat on the forehead and neck revealed that he didn’t pretend his suffering. Dongling Ce jeered, “Your face is not cursed, and I found no strange conditions. Your pustules can’t be cured by my power, something is really wrong with it.”

“Will them harm my life?” Bao Ye pretended to be worried. But he would leave the body sooner or later, he didn’t really care about the harm of the pustules.

“No, for now, I didn’t see any fatal harms.”

“That’s good, I’ll wash my face.”

Looking at the blood dropped on the ground, Dongling Ce nodded. On the moment when Bao Ye left and closed the door, a beam of bright red light shined from his bracelet.

“Red light again?”

Dongling Ce frowned and took off the bracelet, “Is it out of order, or…”

If it didn’t work, why the disorder only occurred for one person?

Dongling Ce playing with his bracelet with narrowed eyes. He was more curious and interested in Bao Ye now.

Bao Ye shivered out of cold when he was washing his face in the bathroom. He rubbed his arms, “That psycho must be thinking about me now.”

He splashed water on his face, but the bleeding didn’t cease.

“What is wrong with this face?” Bao Ye checked the pustules with the reflection of the mirror. The pustules treated by Dongling Ce grew bigger, which almost cover his eyes.

When he came back to the sanity department, Lao Liu was shocked at Bao Ye’s face again.

Nian Gao was gloating over his face, “You are uglier than this morning.”

Bao Ye, “…”