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Chapter 477 : The Shadow of a Powerful Enemy (8)

Xuanyuan Yao didn't take it seriously.

He smiled and tapped her arm, "Do you still remember the red mark you were born here? That's not a natural birthmark, but the palace sand you put on it when you were born in order to prove your chastity in front of your husband one day when you get married.

.The little vixen lost her virginity to me last night, and the palace guarding sand naturally gradually faded away. What a beautiful arm, not a single flaw was left."

"Huh? Does that kind of thing really exist?" Ji Xiang was quite surprised. Ancient people had no less novel and weird things than modern people.

She really always thought that it was a birthmark, but it was redder and rounder.

"Of course! It's based on this that I confirmed that you are still a perfect wild fox. However, in fact, I don't really care about these things. As long as Xiao Jixiang can stay with me forever, that's fine. Other things don't matter.

Within the scope of consideration." These words came from his heart. Before he knew about this matter, he had started to prepare for the marriage. He wanted to formally welcome her into the family and stop the rumors with practical actions. [

In fact, the existence of Shou Gong Sand has always been the icing on the cake.

He is a man, so it is impossible not to be excited by this. The woman he loves belongs to him only in body and mind. That feeling is so beautiful that it cannot be described in words.

Ji Xiang was relieved a little. "Xuanyuan Zun is really an eccentric person. He only thinks of all kinds of nonsense to trouble others. Huh, He Huan is going to open the coffin that day. I really should agree to her. Maybe there will be nothing in the coffin then.

It shocked everyone."

"That's not possible. I have personally tested it. The emperor's brother has indeed died long ago and it is impossible to come back alive." Xuanyuan Yao shook his head helplessly, as if something trembled on the tip of his heart, and was quickly suppressed.

"Good people don't live forever, and the kind of disaster he causes will last for thousands of years. It would be strange if he died early!"


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