Chapter 4: The Fool's Palm (4)

Well?

Who is she?

Didn't anyone show Ye Beici the portrait of the Shen Dynasty before receiving the kiss?

Chaohuang paused, and saw that the doubts on Ye Bei's face were not fake, and he knew that he had a special mind and was like a child, so he raised a slightly reassuring smile: "Lord, the concubine is your princess." ”

"But... But..."Ye Beici shrugged his nose, bit his lower lip tightly, and showed an innocent expression on a handsome face: "Everyone in the house says that my lady is very ugly, and they specially ordered me not to cry!" ”

"Command?" Chao Huang's tone was a little inexplicable, and a trace of violence and murderous intent suddenly flashed in his clear eyes, and then disappeared, as if he had never appeared, and continued to explain Yebei's confusion: "I did have a birthmark on my face before, but then it slowly faded, but others don't know, the prince doesn't have to be afraid." ”

"Really?"

"yes, really." Chao Huang took the trouble to explain to Ye Beici, and there was a thick pampering on her face, which made Shen Chao's already gorgeous face even more bewildering, and gradually she found that the man in front of her seemed to be distracted.

"The prince is sleepy?"

"No, no, no!" Ye Beici squinted his eyes and smiled honestly, just like a child seeing something he liked, with pure love in his eyes: "I just think that the lady is so beautiful!" As beautiful as I am! ”

Ye Bei's words instantly made Chaohuang laugh.

But he was telling the truth.

Along with the title of the undefeated god of war of the war prince, the appearance and bearing of the war prince are also famous, the exquisite face of the knife and axe is matched with the prince's bearing and battlefield heroism, I don't know how many young men in the hearts of the girl's family!

Even if the current War Lord has changed, Chaohuang can still feel the strong bloody aura and the untraceable terrifying deterrence from him.

She looked at Ye Beici, who was staring at her and kept giggling, and when she saw the moon in the middle of the sky, she ordered someone to prepare water and let the little maid wait for Ye Beici to change clothes.

"The prince must be tired today, right? Why don't you rest early? ”

"Hah, yes!"

Chao Huang yawned as soon as he said Ye Beici, and lazily answered, and the slaves who were guarding outside also came in at the right time and took Ye Beici to bathe.

After the people left, Chunqiao, who had been following Shen Chao's dowry maid since childhood, also came over, but after seeing Shen Chao's face clearly, she was directly stupid.

"The king... Princess... Your face... How..."

Chaohuang lifted his eyes lightly and looked at Chunqiao without saying a word.

The coldness and coldness of the eyes can be seen at a glance.

"What's wrong with my face?"

Chunqiao was nervous for a while, and even feared, and after a long time, he walked over with a white face and a firm step: "Princess, the slave maid is waiting for you to make up!" ”

"Hmm." Chaohuang lazily closed his eyes.

Ren Chunqiao took off the heavy makeup painted on her face.

Soon, when Chunqiao retreated, and when she opened her eyes again, she saw a pair of beautiful starry eyes at a glance, a beautiful woman who was more beautiful than flowers.

Shen Chao is only fifteen years old, and he is a native of Qiushui and has a brighter skin than snow.

Beautiful!

No wonder it scared the prince!

Thinking of Ye Beici, the coolness at the bottom of Chaohuang's eyes faded like a tide, and a faint bright starlight instantly appeared, which happened to collide with Ye Beici who had just come out.

"Lord Wang..."The curvature that had just risen at the corner of his mouth suddenly smoothed out, and Chao Huang stared at Qingsi who was still dripping with disapproval: "Why don't you dry your hair?" How do those slaves serve? What should I do if I catch a cold? ”

"Huh? It's okay, I'm like this a lot. ”

Often?

Chaohuang faced the pair of peach blossom eyes that had left the night in the north, pursed his lips, silently took the handkerchief handed by Chunqiao without saying a word, and gently wiped his hair for him.

Great, for the third time.

The War King's Mansion was recorded by Chaohuang for the third time.