And—and—she finally faced with His Majesty—when seeing His Majesty so close, his face was really too big compared to his childhood, right?
When he was a child, he was also a sissy with pink makeup like the third prince. Why now, he looks so strict and so cold????
The whole person is like a bottle of steel bars and iron bones, and his body is full of a tough and wild taste, giving people a strong sense of oppression... It's time to tell if he is handsome or not
He was defeated by this huge sense of oppression first...
She covered her mouth, God, this person reminded her of another person-
Scumbag.【26nbsp;】
Kong Wu is powerful, an extremely strong scumbag. He will catch her as soon as he grabs her and throws her into the air as a toy...
It is rare to see such strong men in the world because not everyone can do the Lion King.
It's over, she really had hallucinations. Now no matter who she sees, she feels like a scumbag-
As long as the man without makeup and even the two extremely powerful imperial guards who had just left, she felt like a scumbag...
She had a random thought in her mind, and when she came into contact with the eyes of a certain Majesty who was almost murderous, she immediately moved away: Don't look at him, don't look at him, don't look at him, don't look at him...
For big men who have a strong aura and can kill people with just one look, the best way to deal with them is not to look at him at all...
Ignore and ignore.
She didn't dare to look at her at all. Someone's eyes were no longer covered by the bamboo curtains, and sharp arrows shot out one after another. If the eyes could really kill people, she would have died many times.
However, practice has proved that eyes cannot kill people.
If I don’t look, I won’t look.
She lowered her head, very low, staring firmly at her instep...
On this side, two men and women who had met for the first time were no less than thunder and earth-fire... On the other side, the third prince, who was lying softly on the bed, could hardly move, almost wished he could die immediately.
The clothes were taken off by others, the belt was broken, and the soft armor was like a layer of silkworm pupa wrapped around... The most hateful thing was the smelly thing stuffed on his mouth...
…
He wanted to get up and kowtow to apologize, but he had no strength; he wanted to tell himself a few words loudly, but he had no choice.