Zhuo Qingyan, a member of the current generation of special forces, nicknamed Solitary Falcon, had been blown away from her mission and landed on a cliff. When he opened his eyes again, he was like the concubine of the Shang Shu Manor of the Darkhan Empire — the Fourth Miss, a fool. An imperial edict bestowed the marriage to the current emperor's uncle, the Prince of the Ghost Face. With a shake of her body, she became the imperial aunt of the current dynasty. A useless king and a foolish concubine were born a pair. Becoming the king, the sage's assistant patted her chest and said, "If you open the borders, I'll help you expand the land; if you recruit troops, I'll help you train; if you don't have a horse, I'll help you steal one; if you don't have one …" "My beloved concubine, This King has no children …" "Let me help you …" Then, wait a little longer … His Royal Highness was in his prime, so it was not bad for him to be strong. There would definitely be someone to succeed him! However, what she did not know was that she carried a secret. The treasure map that was imprinted on her back was being fought over by various forces. She had also become a 'prey'! Prince, the wangfei has brought people to pick out the Grand Guardian of the Lin Country … [Previous Chapter] [Table of Contents] [Next Chapter] "There are too many people who want to be the overseer, switch!" — — "My prince, the wangfei brought people to beat up the great general of the Northern Jin and hung him naked on a tree." — Well done! He wanted to see how the cold faced bronze masked prince doted on his wife. He could fight for her in this world, but loving her was his treasure.

The Ghost Face Royal Highness Is My Husband

After arriving at the store, Zhuo Qingyan walked in. Ye Jingxuan followed behind her with a look of disdain.

He did not have a good impression of this store, and he had heard that it used to be a small noodle store.

However, when he walked in and saw the layout of the backyard, he immediately changed.

Seeing that his expression had eased up, Zhuo Qingyan stood in the courtyard and asked: "Is Martial Uncle satisfied?"

Ye Jingxuan didn't say anything, but he didn't object. He continued to walk around the courtyard.

"How long would it take to open a shop?" Zhuo Qingyan asked directly.

Ye Jingxuan turned his head to look at her: "You're in such a hurry to chase me out of the Prince's Mansion?"

Zhuo Qingyan sighed, "If you don't interpret other people's meaning that way, or say something like that, won't you feel bad?"

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