Xu Qingqing didn't have time to think about it, how could this Prince Hong know that there was a birthmark on Princess Yuyu's waist.

All she knew was that this might be her only chance.

She didn't want to die, and she didn't want to be rewarded...... But how can you prove yourself in order to convince the Prince Hong in front of you?

Lin Hongyi quickly gave the answer to this question.

His thin lips moved slightly, and he spat out a word unkindly: "Take it off." ”

Take off?

Xu Qingqing was stunned in place, his blood stiffened, and at this moment, he felt that he was already a dead person.

No, not even a dead man.

The dead have no fear, no anger or anger, and no humiliation.

But she didn't die, she was still alive, so completely unscathed, and so full of holes.

She smiled miserably, perhaps stupid by the wind, but she really trembled her hands and unbuttoned her dress.

Mama Zhu on the side hurriedly wanted to stop her.

The hand was halfway out, but it retracted hesitantly, and stopped talking.

The long blue dress soon fell to the ground.

Xu Qingqing was already thinly dressed, took off her long skirt, only a shirt was left on her body, and one of the embroidered shoes on her feet had long since disappeared.

Something in Lin Hongyi's eyes flashed, and disappeared in the deepest part of his eyes in an instant.

"Turn your back." He commanded.

All the soldiers understood, and turned around.

The women in the military prostitute camp also lowered their eyes, not daring to take a second look, for fear of annoying the eccentric and moody Prince Hong.

Xu Qingqing bit her lip without the slightest blood, and untied the last dress little by little.

The long skirt slipped down the ankles, leaving only a delicately embroidered belly pocket, barely hiding the graceful body.

Black as ink, white skin is better than snow, it's probably just that, from the skin to the bones, from the pinna to the toes, all of which make people's hearts flutter, in the white snow, there is more of a touch of dust.

She stopped and looked at Lin Hongyi fixedly.

The gaze was still clear, but it was empty, as if dead.

Lin Hongyi lost his mind for a moment, this woman was too different from what he remembered.

It can even be said that it is like two people.

The next moment, however, his eyes froze—he saw the birthmark on her back.

The birthmark is bright red, as if someone has made a heavy stroke with cinnabar.

Xu Qingqing followed his line of sight, and suddenly shivered, and an indescribable chill climbed up the soles of his feet.

She scooped up a handful of snow from the ground, and desperately wiped the red that shouldn't have existed, but until she wiped her fingers unconscious, and couldn't wipe the slightest trace.

No, no, she doesn't have a birthmark on her, she never had any on her......

"And say you're not Xu Yuanyu?" Lin Hongyi's voice blew with the cold wind, and his tone was low and cold, "Come on, put her in the dungeon, and reward the three armies early tomorrow morning!" ”

The two guards stepped forward and held Xu Qingqing on the left and right.

Xu Qingqing fainted before she could survive the moment she was thrown into the dungeon.

She only felt a deep swamp under her feet, and countless hands reached out of the mud, pulling her down, until she sank into the suffocating darkness, and could never get out......

No one noticed it, and Mama Zhu on the side secretly breathed a sigh of relief, her cloudy old eyes flashed a little unbearable, and more of them were happy.

Lives, these are lives......

If this woman doesn't die, how can the real princess live?