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

Chapter 220 - Salt Wasteland Attacks

Chu Haozhe sat in the great hall, listening to the hundreds of officials' petitions, it was all about the lack of salt, causing his head to ache.

This matter had already had a reaction half a month ago, but he really didn't take it seriously at the time. He only thought that the salt from Jiangnan came later this year and would be fine in a few days.

Furthermore, in the entire Beijing Mausoleum City, there was no salt to sell. He originally wanted to get the various court officials to donate some of it today, but after hearing that they were all yelling about the lack of salt, he really couldn't open his mouth anymore.

And Yu Kun, the Department of Audit that he had sent out a long time ago, had not appeared for a few months now and did not know where she died to. As for the Vice Leader, she had already been sent out five days ago to investigate this salt deficiency incident and had not yet replied.

Saltwort