"Princess? Concubine?" Li Xiaomo repeated blankly. What he meant was, would Mo Sen marry many women?
"That's right! Prince Moson will marry a princess and a concubine at the same time. This is our custom. In the future, he will have more women! In our country, the more women, the higher his status.
People, hum! You Chinese people practice monogamy, you won’t understand us.”
The old man seemed to be telling Li Xiaomo this on purpose, "So, I advise you to give up your intention of becoming a princess as soon as possible."
"Who wants to be a princess?"
Disliked that the old man always mentioned the word "princess", Li Xiaomo clenched his fists tightly and said to the calm maids on the side who already knew Mo Sen's identity but deliberately hid it from Li Xiaomo: "Why don't you go up and take your
Your Highness, please come down?"
She wanted to hear that scoundrel admit his identity with her own ears.
Finally, she finally understood that that guy was really the prince that the old man said!
"Asshole! Why did you hide it from me?"
Li Xiaomo lay sadly on the bed and sobbed.
If it was before, she could laugh it off whether he was a prince or not, but now, she couldn't stand the fact of being deceived.
Her heart hurts so much!
It was as if someone had taken a sharp knife and stabbed it into her heart. The pain was so painful that it was hard for her to breathe!
"Why did you lie to me? Just to trick me?"
Yes, they were playing with each other from the beginning!
But now, why can't she accept the fact that she is being teased?
He deliberately concealed his identity just to tease her?
Like a cat and a mouse, he treated her like a clown and let her be fooled by him while he applauded her.
Thinking back to what he said that time, he said that from now on he would only be her disciple and would only be lustful towards her. Now that I think about it, how ironic those words were!
How could he be lustful only for her?
Didn’t the old man say that? In their country, the size of a woman is a symbol of his power and status!
For a noble prince like him, even if there are not three thousand beauties in the harem, there are still three hundred and thirty?
How could he be her only disciple?
Li Xiaomo beat the mattress sadly, why, why should she care about this?
Why should she feel heartache because of what the old man said?
Doesn't she dislike him?
Didn't she say that even if all the men in the world were dead, she wouldn't like him?
But why is she heartbroken now?
Li Xiaomo, why are you heartbroken? Have you already fallen in love with that devil unknowingly?
"Little pepper..."
At some point, Mo Sen quietly squatted beside her and said, "Little Pepper, stop crying..."
"Who said I cried?" Hearing the voice of a certain devil, Li Xiaomo jumped up from the bed and glared at the hateful man, "His Royal Highness? Such a noble status! Such a glittering status.
Isn’t it very dazzling? Just to fool me, and then hide this identity, don’t you think it’s a big deal?”
She looked at Mo Sen's frozen handsome face with utmost mockery.
What a charming and handsome face!
What a noble status as a prince!
But why is his mind so small?
Why do you want to argue with a weak little woman like her?