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The Ghost Face Royal Highness Is My Husband

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.

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Glass bead curtain

Chapter 114 - Glass bead curtain

The two of them slowly walked in and carefully examined everything here.

Opposite the door was a desk. It was empty, but this table was not covered. It was an authentic yellow pear, a very valuable object.

Behind the desk was a row of bookshelves, but they were also half-empty. Beside the desk was an empty blue and white porcelain painting jar.

On the left wall was a picture of a plum blossom, and below it a small square table between two chairs.

On the right wall was a shelf that had once been used for holding small porcelain or odd stones. Now it was empty as well, but this shelf was also made of yellow pears.

There was a space between the bookshelves and the display shelves. Furthermore, a bead curtain was lowered from the beam of the room to the ground. Surprisingly, it was a door leading to the back.