Concubine forced marriage: Six-finger princess

Chapter 724
Princess!She is a princess!
In this way, the Taoist priest didn't dare to struggle even if he wanted to struggle. He just opened his eyes and looked at her with a pitiful expression in his eyes.
Rong'er just put her hand against his jaw, not caring how he felt at the moment, "Liars like you are a bunch of scum. The prince is just sick, but you are bluffing and deceiving, my princess today If you don't punish you, you are not a princess."

Ha, Ha Chan, don’t blame me for stealing your name!I'm also doing it for your brother's good.

"Forgive me!" The Taoist was so frightened that his legs gave way and he knelt on the ground, "Princess, please forgive me." 
Hearing the sound of footsteps coming from the corridor, Rong'er knew she couldn't go too far at the moment, if someone found out that she was a fake, this stinky Taoist priest would definitely make trouble.
Even though he was talking about begging for mercy at the moment, he might have scolded her hundreds of times in his heart, so it's better to do something serious, if it's because of him that he ruined a good thing, it wouldn't be worth it. 
Stretching out her hand to grab his skirt, Rong'er whispered in his ear: "Get up" 
The Taoist stood up tremblingly.
Putting the mahogany sword in his hand, he said in a warning tone, "What were you doing just now, what are you doing now?" Although he didn't like his pretentious ghostly appearance, his ghostly appearance could cover her actions at this moment.
The Taoist nodded timidly, turned around subconsciously, made a formula, and continued to read something that no one could understand.
When Rong'er saw this, she walked towards the inner hall, probably because Haye and her wedding were not long ago, and the hall was still decorated with joy, with the red "Happy" characters pasted on the red gauze curtains looming.
Opening the red bead curtain, Rong'er saw Daning sitting on the edge of the bed, holding Haye's hand and crying, and her heart was pulled.
She suddenly understood that in the past few days, Daning had endured no less than herself. 
But she never told herself about the hurt in her heart, the pain in her heart was just endured silently by herself. 
Daning buried his head in Haye's arms, the crystal tears in the corners of his eyes slipped down silently, and his voice was extremely soft, "Haye, wake up, I made a bowl of bird's nest with my own hands, can you get up and eat?"

(End of this chapter)