The Rural Beauty 143, Main Text 143 A body marked with scars, graceful yet with a touch of boldness and confidence, a true womanly spirit suddenly radiates from her delicate, slender frame. This content comprises the textual narrative of Chapter 143 of "The Rural Beauty 143." Though you and he are iron friends, as long as I tell you where he is, I won’t only spare you trouble—I’ll… well, what exactly I’ll do, she didn’t say, but from the blush on her cheeks, you can guess. Good heavens! It sounds like a banquet at the Gate of the Dragon just now—first offering you sweet treats, then pressuring and tempting you. What, exactly? Will I give myself to him, won’t I? Though I’ve always claimed myself a color-averse ghost, I haven’t quite reached the point of sacrificing my brother for a woman. Sure, I don’t know exactly where Zhouquan is, but I certainly won’t compromise my integrity and ruin my iron friend for my own desires. Just moments ago, when I heard Zhang Ning’s words, I felt a deep sense of shared sorrow and sympathy. But when I heard what came next, Zhang Ning’s image in my mind completely crumbled—down to nothing. “Lü Yun, can you tell me the truth?” Lü Yun took a deep breath, his expression serious. “Madam Zhang, I’m telling you the truth. Believe it or not.” "Land, your tone sounded so sharp it could have driven a bull mad. All Land had hoped for was to take a good beating—nothing more, nothing less—and he couldn't quite accept the sudden shift in Zhang Ning's demeanor. Once he finished speaking, he felt a profound sense of relief. After all, wasn't a good beating just what he'd expected? At the same time, his right hand instinctively reached into his pants pocket, gripping the screwdriver, now sharpened to a fine edge. He wondered to himself: if she really decided to move, would he be able to fight back? "Lu Yun nodded, giving an honest reply, yet shifted his gaze to the side. "Then why can't you look at me? Is it because you've been lying to me about something, feeling guilty?" Zhang Ning's calm, clear eyes gradually flared with two bright flames, her voice soft. "Do you want to know where I've been these past few days?" Lu Yun neither nodded nor shook his head; his fingers gripping the screwdriver trembled slightly. His heart cried out: You're going to beat me to death—just get on with it! What's the point of all these irrelevant remarks? You're trying to win sympathy, aren't you? Absolutely ridiculous! "Look at this!" Zhang Ning's voice suddenly returned to its usual tone, even carrying a hint of sorrow. Lu Yun's eyes flickered toward Zhang Ning, but as soon as he caught a glimpse, he instantly turned back, staring at her in stunned silence, exclaiming, "Miss Zhang, what on earth—what's happened to you?" Zhang Ning offered a faint, pained smile. "Want to know? Then let me show you everything clearly." "Speaking, Zhang Ning shed her half-unbuttoned robe completely. Though the forest interior was dim, the luminous quality of her snow-white skin shone through, revealing her two towering peaks of snow-white flesh clearly to Lu Yun. Two delicate blushes spread across her shoulders, and two distinct, enticing swellings stood out, inviting admiration. If Zhang Ning hadn't spoken to her like this today, Lu Yun would have surely burst into a nosebleed, rushing straight in without hesitation—once she dared to tease me, I’d dare to devour her right then and there! What surprised Lu Yun most wasn’t the almost frantic manner of Zhang Ning, but rather the wounds on her shoulders—seeming grotesque and twisted, like serpents—each one curving and gliding gently with the rhythm of her slightly hurried breath. "Miss Zhang, these... how come you have so many scars on your body?" At this close range, Lu Yun could see each scar in exquisite detail—some fresh, others just beginning to heal—forming a dense, interwoven network across her pale skin, striking both the eyes and the nerves. Zhang Ning said nothing; she suddenly turned around. "Who is it? Who did this?" Lu Yun lost all composure, no longer caring about his earlier fury toward Zhang Ning, and roared softly, gritting his teeth. The once smooth back was now even more devastating. If the scars on her chest resembled a dense web, then the ones on her back could only be described as terrifying and unimaginable—almost every inch of skin was covered with wounds. It was hard to imagine how these injuries had come about, or how she had endured them through those painful periods. "Ms. Zhang..." Lu Yun, her eyes glistening, managed to pivot Zhang Ning's body, the two snow peaks trembling steadily against her chest. Yet at that moment, Lu Yun paid no attention to the trembling peaks, her gaze fixed firmly on Zhang Ning's eyes, her voice filled with sorrow as she said, "Ms. Zhang, tell me what happened. Who injured you like this? I'm going to personally settle the matter with that turtle-dog's pet." “It’s me…” Zhang Ning finally spoke after fastening her clothes. Lu Yun’s rapidly waving arms suddenly stopped, and he turned around in surprise, looking bewildered, asking, “You… you yourself?” He must be crazy! How could a young girl of just seventeen or eighteen dare to do such a thing to herself?! “It’s me!” Zhang Ning raised her hand to gently touch the wound on her shoulder. Though the clothes covered it, the scars ran like sharp thorns, piercing deep into her heart… … Country Beauty No. 143, Main Text No. 143 – Full of scars updated!