Chapter 95: You're Not Worthy!

"Oh heavens! Did I just hear wrong? Did Murong Ling offer herself as a concubine to Brother Lail?" 

"You didn't hear wrong. Murong Ling really offered herself as a concubine."

"Heavens! This is too shocking! Isn't she ashamed?"

"If Brother Lail stood in front of you and said in a firm and serious tone, he would never marry again, would you feel ashamed to be his concubine?"

The females were plugged into an icy silence. Murong Ling's shameless action made them feel disdain towards her, but at the same time, in a tiny, small corner of their hearts, they knew that if they were placed in the same position, they would have made the same choice.

They knew that before someone like Brother Lail, even being his concubine was a luxury that was not easily obtained. 

Shameless? It was nothing but the ravings of envious and jealous women.

Mina and Su Rui felt their hearts plunge into endless despair. 

If even someone like Murong Ling was not able to gain Brother Lail's favor with her humble and submissive stance, then what chance did they have? If even a person like Murong Ling could only beg to be his concubine, then they...what would they become?

The Dean stood staring dumbfoundedly at his only disciple. He could not believe his ears.

'Did Ling'er just degrade herself to become his concubine? Did she just propose to become his concubine!?'

The unexpected blow was more than he could handle, staggering back with stunned eyes, he leaned against his desk.

"Ling'er, why do you need to lower yourself to such an extent? Why are you lowering yourself? Is he really worthy of you throwing your pride away?"

"You don't understand Master. To become Brother Lail's woman, let allow pride, I can even throw away my life. I love him with all my heart and soul. I have for years now."

"Years!?"

"Yes, years..." The delicate beauty's eyes were full of deep love and longing as she gazed tenderly at the man in front of her.

He had forgotten her, but she had not. He had ruthlessly rejected her, but she was willing to lower herself just to be with him.

She loved him that much!

"Brother Lail, I am willing to be your concubine. Will you just allow me to silently watch you from the side? I promise, I will never give you a chance to complain. I will never give your wife any reason to complain. I will selflessly take care of you without asking for anything in return." She cried tearfully.

Her deep emotion, red eyes, and self-sacrificing words touched the hearts of the girls. Unconsciously, tears streamed down their faces as the softest corner of their hearts throbbed in pain with her sorrowful tears.

"I am sorry, but you are not worthy!"

The words were like a crash of thunder on a clear day and a bucket of ice water on a cold morning, startling them into shocked confusion.

Did they hear that right? Did Brother Lail, in the face of the crying and selfless beauty willingly submitting herself to a fate lower than a servant, tell her that she was unworthy?

"This...what is this?"

"Brother Lail just told Murong Ling that she was unworthy of being his concubine?"

"He did! He really did! How could he?"

"I agree. Murong Ling might not be likable at times, but how is she unworthy of even being his concubine? Is his wife truly that stunning?"

"She has him eating out of his hand! Otherwise, how could he say that Murong Ling is unworthy? If she is unworthy of becoming his concubine, then I don't know who in the seven realms is!"

The females that were disparaging the Dean for getting his disciple engaged with their Brother Lail without his consent, were now all on Murong Ling's side. They felt enraged at Crown Prince Lail's ruthless and cruel words, crying for justice for the girl on her behalf.

"Are Brother Lail's standards that high?" Su Rui was stunned silly.

It was only to become his concubine. A concubine that wasn't even expecting anything in return to just stay by his side. And yet, he said that she was unworthy to even be his concubine?

Just what was his wife like to be able to stand by his side? What was the woman who was worthy enough to be his wife like?

For a woman she had never seen or met before, Su Rui suddenly felt an intense urge to know her.

Mina was similarly in a trance, astonished by the man's cruel words.

He found the beautiful, talented, gentle, loving, submissive, and self-sacrificing Murong Ling unworthy to even be his concubine. Then what sort of woman was worthy enough to be his wife?

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Her mind spun as she tried to imagine the woman capable of gaining the approval, loyalty, love, and respect of such a cold and indifferent man.

Who is she?

"Lail Amhei, enough! How dare you disgrace my disciple like this?"

Although the Dean was yelling, his voice sounded hoarse as he tried to keep his tears in check. His disciple's words and tears were like fire arrows that relentlessly pierced into his heart, tearing his flesh.

It was only now that he truly understood how deeply she loved the young man in front of him.

However, the man didn't seem to possess even a tiny shred of heart as he repeatedly crushed her pride and trampled on her self-esteem. He didn't even give face to him, the Dean of the academy and Master of the girl, as he unrestrainedly shamed her before him.

"Dean, it is not me who disgraced her, but she herself by saying such words. A woman who is willing to lower herself just to become the concubine of a man, what honor does she have?"

"Isn't it because she loves you? Isn't it because of you that she is willing to steep so low?"

His roar frightened the females who had never seen their kind-looking Dean lose his temper before. They drew back and huddled together, looking apprehensively at the three individuals inside the room with mixed feelings.

They agreed with the Dean's words but couldn't bring themselves to question their Brother Lail when his words, sadly and painfully, made sense as well.

As such, they continued silently watching the scene.

"Not worthy? Brother Lail, I am not even worthy to be your concubine?" Murong Ling stared hollowly at Crown Prince Lail, her frail voice sounding bleak and broken, like a wounded bird in her death throe in the spacious room.

She was not worthy...

This declaration crushed all of her remaining hope, shattered her stubborn conviction that she was more than a perfect fit for him. At this moment, she only felt lowly, cold, and empty inside.

"For her to be worthy of standing beside you, your wife must be breathtakingly beautiful. For her to have you so enraptured and wrapped around her fingers, she must be one in a million enchantress, right?"

The blow was lowly, aimed at hitting him where she believed to be his weakness, and shatter his indifferent countenance; his shameless indulgence in physical charms and beauty.

However, unlike what she expected, there wasn't even a trace of shame or embarrassment on the man's face. 

On the contrary, there was a gentle and loving look that made her gush her teeth in hate.

'Is she truly that beautiful? So beautiful that he doesn't even feel ashamed at being scorned?'

She couldn't help but wonder who in the realms the woman was!

"Whether she is beautiful or not, I do not know." Crown Prince Lail replied nonchalantly.

"You do not know? Ha! Do you take me for a fool? You are so captivated by a woman that you don't even know what she looks like? Does that even make sense?" Murong Ling scoffed in disdain, certain the man was just hiding his shortcomings.

"How did you marry her without knowing what she looks like? How did you two become husband and wife without knowing what she looks like?" She asked in a scornful tone.

"Our marriage was fixed a night before our wedding. My wife likes wearing veils, so no one, including me, has ever seen her appearance. On the day of our marriage, an incident occurred that separated the two of us. Therefore, I have yet to see her face to this day. However, we will meet again and this veil between us will be removed."

The conviction with which he said the words filled the envious and jealous girls with silent hatred for this unknown wife of his.

Even without knowing what she looked like, he was so devoutly loyal to her.

'He doesn't know what she looks like? He doesn't know!?'

"Brother Lail, you truly look down on me, don't you? You expect me to believe that you are captivated by a woman that you don't even know what she looks like? Truly?"

Murong Ling was already shattered and broken, her aching heart still hurting painfully in her chest. But the man responsible for her agony didn't even take her seriously.

The anguish and despair hadn't even healed yet when another blow was added to the last.

The woman he liked, his wife, he did not even know what she looked like. What did this mean?

It meant that, in his heart, she was lesser than even a faceless woman. How could she swallow this insult?

"Whether you believe it or not, that is your business. However, you are right about her captivating me. I am captivated by her strong pride, unbending will, self-confidence, and self-respect. I am captivated by her cold appearance and kind heart. I am captivated by the natural grace and majesty she exudes without even trying."

"I am captivated by her. But it is not for her appearance that I love her, but her strong will, self-respect, and silent majesty."

Her knees grew weak and she powerlessly slumped to the ground.

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