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Chapter 8 This, this hasn't picked the hijab yet
It is said that his appearance is unparalleled in the world, even the most beautiful woman in the world will be eclipsed in front of him.

I heard that he is powerful.

Although he was only a prince, every decision made by the emperor had to be approved by him.

Even the bright yellow that can only be used by the emperor can be used by him at will.

It is also heard that he has countless wives and concubines.

Every year, I marry three to four women.

His women are definitely no less than the emperor's harem.

In Prince Yue's mansion, there is a backyard dedicated to housing concubines in each house.

It is said that 108 concubines lived in the backyard.

All of them are extraordinary women.

It's not about good looks, it's about being versatile.

With a "squeak", the door was gently pushed open.

Through the thin red gauze, one can vaguely see a slender figure with a touch of red coming in.

A pair of black boots with gold threads appeared under her nose.

"The only thing this king can give you is the title of concubine. As for the others, you don't have to think about it."

The man's voice was deep and indifferent, without any emotion.

Then he saw his princess trembling slightly.

seem. . .very sad.

He was unmoved, and continued to say coldly, "If you keep quiet, this king can protect your prosperity and wealth for the rest of your life, otherwise..."

The bride's body trembled even more.

He frowned, snorted coldly, turned around, and left without looking back.

"My lord, this, this hasn't picked up the hijab yet."

Xi Niang looked astonished, how could the groom leave without even picking up the hijab.

With a "bang", the reply to Xi Niang was the sound of the door being slammed shut.

"Princess, you...don't..."

Beside the bed covered with a red quilt, the little girl standing next to the bride showed a trace of sympathy in her eyes.

Before he finished speaking, he saw the bride stretch out her hand and lift the hijab.

Under the hijab was a small face full of pockmarks.

The corners of the bride's lips are full of smiles, her eyes are bright, and her face is full of joyful smiles. Does she look sad at all?

Xi Niang couldn't help but exclaimed after seeing the bride's appearance.

Didn't it mean that Princess Yue's appearance is elegant and refined, as beautiful as a fairy?

how. .Why is there a pockmarked face.

Not only is it not beautiful at all, but it is so ugly that people don't want to take a second look.

What's more, on the wedding night, the prince left her alone to guard the vacant room. Not only was the bride not sad at all, she even smiled so happily.

It is. . .

Meeting Xi Niang's astonished eyes, Luo Qixi's smile deepened.

Fortunately, she spent a lot of effort to make herself so ugly, but unexpectedly, her husband, who is the most handsome in the world, would leave without even taking off his hijab.

"Princess, princess?"

Jin'er also looked at her dumbfounded.

This is how the same thing?

How did the princess become like this?

Luo Qixi stretched her waist, and took off the corolla on her head under Xi Niang's astonished eyes.

Then, he began to undress. . .

"King...Princess..."

Xi Niang was frightened by her series of actions.

"I'm sleepy, let's all back down."

She took off her clothes and then lay on the bed, half-closed her eyes, with a lazy expression like a cat.

Xi Niang was stunned for a few seconds, then took a deep look at her, and replied softly, "Yes, this servant will leave."

After Xi Niang left, Jin'er showed an anxious expression, "Princess, what's wrong with your face?"

(End of this chapter)