Chapter 83 (Nanzhao) Ugly Eight Monsters

Wushuang Shizi invited a few playmates into the palace early this morning to see the excitement of the saint's blood donation, they haven't seen this kind of show for a long time, those saints were all crying bitterly when they donated blood before, and even some of them wanted to get out of the predicament by luck, and they had to seduce them with flattering eyes, so coy that the two of them were disgusted.

But today is different, this time the saintess was personally recommended by the unequaled prince, I don't know what the quality of this blood is.

There is a soft sedan chair from afar, the soft sedan is surrounded by light yarn, and the wind can blow up, and you can see the beauty looming inside.

"Where did this beauty come from, I haven't heard of such a person." The unequaled prince muttered, such a hazy and graceful but noble and elegant temperament is rare.

"Wushuang, the king favors you so much, it's not a matter of opening your mouth if you want to, or you tell the king and give you that woman, and let our brothers see and understand." The other three also wanted to find out, and some people encouraged them.

The position of the people who can enter the palace is not low, the family power, appearance and conduct have their own merits, but they are not as favored as the prince of Wushuang, so they are all headed by Wushuang and form the four young people of the imperial city.

"Come less, for the sake of a mere woman, you must not be despised by the king." An intriguing smile appeared on the handsome face of the unequaled prince.

"That's that, Wushuang is such a superficial person, I'll go quickly, the auspicious time is coming, so as not to miss the show." Another person who played a round said secretly in his heart, he didn't know who it was, so in order to take revenge on a little woman, he made up a high-sounding reason, so that the family could live into a jar of blood nourishment.

There was also one person who just followed a few people silently, with no sense of presence.

You Nier was taken to the king's sacrificial room, and obediently closed her eyes and meditated in the place arranged by the maid, but under her tongue, a small porcelain piece that was ground thin and sharp was hidden.

There was nothing sharp in the Holy Maiden's Palace, and it took a lot of effort for her to get her hands on this porcelain piece under the noses of the maids, and then grind it every day in the night when no one was around, so that it was thin and sharp enough.

When the Wushuang prince and the others came in, what they saw was a picture of an exotic beauty, the golden mask was controlled by her with a trace of bewitching beauty, and the white neck revealed infinite temptation, I don't know what kind of water-like autumn pupils are under these long eyelashes.

However, what is the situation when this beauty sits in the exclusive seat of the saint? Could it be that the saint has changed? Or is this the ugly Nyer?

The unequaled prince was shocked by what he thought in his heart.

You Nier opened her eyes, her plain eyes, and even the dark red eyes were also angry, except for some exotic style, which made people feel that there was nothing wrong with it.

"Is the unequaled prince bringing someone to see the joke?" Younier asked lightly, as if gossiping, and the joke in her mouth didn't seem to be herself.

Listening to the exotic beauty's mouth, this dumb voice is not Younier or anyone, the face is not good-looking, and even the voice is ugly, not as soft or pleasant as the voice of the ordinary daughter's family.

The mouths of the unequaled prince and the others opened slightly in surprise? Was this the one they had ever seen? I didn't expect that a quarter of the face exposed could be suffocatingly beautiful, if it weren't for that birthmark, if the whole face was white and flawless, how beautiful would it be?