Chapter 168: The Story of the Emperor and the Scumbag 2
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He paused, and everyone's eyes were pulled by him, and they moved from the princess to the third prince. (www
Even the two men and women looked at each other. At this time, she was wearing the butterfly veil treasured by his palace, graceful and delicate, as beautiful as a flower; his prince, his grandson, and his horse and light fur, stood together inadvertently, just as if the saying "a man and a man are beautiful" was tailor-made for the two of them.
"Fortunately, I have such a good brother. The third prince is the most proficient in my royal family who is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. The princess is also proficient in music and dance. You two are young and young, and now they are a good marriage..."
He smiled at the corner of his mouth, looked at the two people who looked at each other and stopped talking.
The princess initially thought that she had to be at least a favored concubine when she got here, but when she heard His Majesty say "fast", her heart was cold. Young girl, who would be left aside for so long??? A woman's youth is the most limited. When she saw the Third Prince, she was young and handsome, and her talented personality, her interest in life was obviously far greater than that of His Majesty. In addition, His Majesty said that being a princess, no matter how big or small it was - is there any more ideal destination than this???
She glanced at Prince San shyly, lowered her head, and heard the voice of His Majesty: "Princess, are you willing?"
"I...I'm..."
Her voice was low, moaning, only seeing the red lips twitching, as beautiful as a flower.
So everyone understood, and she had agreed in her heart.
His Majesty turned to the Third Prince again and smiled and said, "Brother Third, what do you think?"
The princess agreed and His Majesty’s order has been issued. Now I just ask symbolically, not really asking what you think.
The third prince himself was also stunned, not knowing whether to say he would rather say he would rather say he would rather say he would not like such a beautiful girl. No man could say he would not like her in a conscience; but it was strange to say he liked her more - if he had fallen in love with this girl alone, he would naturally like her, and he might be fascinated by her. After all, she is more exotic than Xiao Shuilian. The problem is that now the eldest brother seems to have "forced" stuffed something into his hands and forced himself to do so.
The gap between active and passive is so subtle.
He felt very uncomfortable, but he could only bite the bullet: "Thank you, brother."
Chapter completed!