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

"Where is he now?" Zhuo Qingyan asked.

"It's in a monastery constructed for him by Liu Baoshun. It's located not too far away from Phoenix Mouth Mountain." The old man immediately turned around and pointed.

"Dark Gray, bring five people and bring that bird Taoist Priest back to me." Zhuo Qingyan said coldly.

"Yes sir!" With a wave of his hand, the five of them rushed down the dam, mounted their horses and headed towards the Phoenix's Mouth Mountain.

Zhuo Qingyan stood on top of the dam, looking down at the towers, her eyes flashing with sadness.

"Ye Ming, go back to the city and find some people to bring back the girls' corpses. Have everyone come over to claim their lives and bury them." Zhuo Qingyan sighed.

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