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

At this time, Zhuo Qingyan was slowly walking towards him. When she was still three steps away from him, she stopped and said: "If you can even kill your own daughter, you're just a scum. You deserve to die!"

After saying that, he fiercely kicked out and Kang Hanxiao had already extended his hand to block it, but his body was still sent flying by the kick. When he was falling from the sky, Zhuo Qingyan jumped up and spun around to give him another kick, this time with an even greater force, he crashed into the wall at the side, and then spat out another mouthful of blood.

"You … "Who …" Kang Hanxiao asked unwillingly.

How could the person whom he had just beaten to death be able to stand up once again? Furthermore, he had become so strong in an instant. Not to mention whether he was injured, even if he was in his best condition, he wasn't a match for him.

Abrogation