Who knows, as soon as she raised her feet, her body softened, and she cursed in her heart, "Oops, drugged! Before falling into a coma, she vaguely saw the sinister face of the old man, "Toast and don't eat and drink! You can be selected, that's your luck!"

Damn! I'm drugged! That damn old man, when she wakes up, she won't be able to spare you!

"Hurry up, put makeup on her..."

"You, hurry up and change her into a wedding dress..."

Yumei was woken up by a noise, her eyes were blurry, she couldn't see things clearly, she seemed to have let something blind her eyes, her hands and feet were tied, even her mouth was blocked by a piece of linen, and the coldness in her heart seeped out, and there seemed to be a lot of people around, she felt it, as if someone was grooming her again, and someone was changing her clothes. She didn't struggle, she didn't resist, she was quietly at the mercy of others, she wanted to see what these people wanted to do.

"Girl, I'm really sorry, I see that the sedan chair of King Xiang is about to arrive, but the little girl is still nowhere to be seen, there are eighty people up and down in my house, and the old man has to take care of it, so he has to make this decision... Alas...!"

It seems that everything has been prepared safely, Yu Mei is placed on a soft couch, and there seems to be a man standing in front of him, listening to the voice should be nearly half a year old, sighing again and again, the man said sincerely and with a strong sense of self-reproach.

He sneered in his heart, but he already knew that she could say that such an old-fashioned plot could make her bump into such an old-fashioned plot? Can she say that she was so bloody? Although this man was true and self-reproaching was obvious, in Yumei's heart, he was selfish! There were many ways to solve it, but this old man chose the most mentally retarded one!

The lives of the eighty people in his house are fate, so isn't hers? Does she deserve to sacrifice the happiness of the last life to marry a prince whom he has never met for the sake of the so-called eighty people in his mouth?

In the previous life, she was famous for being cold-blooded and ruthless, without relatives and no reason, although she had a father-in-law, but she only existed to use and be used, where did she come from? In this life, although she had relatives, she killed each other, her biological mother abandoned her, and her father could not tolerate her, she had never enjoyed this kind of emotion, how could she experience the old man's feelings?

Although it was not easy for a Yu'er to die for her, however, she watched Yu'er die tragically under the feet of those people, and the trace of emotion and emotion in her heart had already disappeared with Yu'er's tragic death.

"Master, the sedan chair is coming, the sedan chair is coming..."There was an urgent shout outside the door, and Yumei felt that she was being carried out by someone...

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Xiangwangfu.

Gongs and drums are noisy, cannons are loud and loud, a festive color, outside the gate of the palace, a man in a red wedding dress stands in front of the sedan chair, rubbing his hands with a spring breeze, the man is nearly forty years old, and the years have left traces on his face, which seems to be vicissitudes.

The onlookers are also looking forward to seeing the bride's demeanor, but they are secretly sighing in their hearts, I don't know which girl is going to spend the New Year again...

This man is King Xiang, the younger brother of the Emperor of the Western Fog Kingdom, he made great achievements in war when he was young, and he was named King Xiang in his old age, and he was given a mansion to enjoy his old age, however, this King Xiang is a guy who is not dead, there are already thirty-seven ladies in the house, and there are groups of wives and concubines, and now, the one who is married is the thirty-eighth room!

Yumei broke free from the shackles of her hands and feet as early as when the sedan chair fell, listening to the discussion of the people outside the sedan chair, she already had a bottom in her heart, but she disdained it, thirty-seven rooms, and she was not afraid of death!