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 a muffled grunt, there was another "pu" sound. Zhuo Qingyan's half-leaping body instantly fell to the ground, and that mouthful of blood was on the floor tiles in front of her.

Chu Yi Chen stretched out his hand to catch her in his embrace, seeing the blood at the corner of her mouth and her pale, paper-like face, he opened his mouth slightly. He felt that he could no longer breathe, and his heart tightened with nervousness, anxiety, fear, and anger … All the negative emotions came surging out.

Kang Hanxiao, who was on the other hand, once again knelt on one knee. His throat was sweet as well as he opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood. He placed his hand on his left shoulder, and made a "ka ka" sound.

"Qingyan …" Chu Yi Chen hugged Zhuo Qing Yan and squatted down as well, allowing her to fall into his embrace.

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