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

Wherever they went, because of the oil stars on their bodies, they ignited all the puppets that were looking straight at them. However, those people did not care at all and allowed the fire to burn on their bodies while they continued to rush towards the top of the mountain with their hands and legs on the ground, looking miserable.

The crossbow arrow shot down from the top of the mountain was aimed right at his body. The "pu, pu" sound was so ear-piercing, but the thing that wasn't hit in the vitals was still crawling like a hedgehog.

Another boulder was dropped on the mountain ridge, and the puppet that was close to it was smashed down again and again, wave after wave.

It was not until the first man of fire had rushed up the mountain and started to fight with the guards that the number of men of fire increased.

Persecution