Yu Wenluo's book boy Xiaoli stood outside the door, dumbfounded. In people's hearts, he was like the prince who was banished to immortality. He was also the person he admired the most since he was a child. At this time, he was using the powerful martial arts magic - Soul Conjuration to seduce a little girl.
Behind him, Yu Wenluo looked at Long Yue's back, his eyes seemed to be stained with ink. No, he didn't like her being sad. The girl in front of him should be happy. No one can make her sad.
Ninth Princess? Is she the stupid princess that everyone in the world knows?
The people kneeling below heard Haoyue's voice and looked up in surprise. A few timid ones also lowered their bodies and looked at Haoyue secretly.
Although the woman in front of her behaves a little boldly, anyone with a discerning eye can definitely see that this is definitely not the behavior of a foolish person.
Yes, how can a royal person be simple? Thinking like this, their cold sweat became even worse...
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