There is a girl named Lingyin in the Mo family, and three out of twenty-three are unmarried.
As the eldest princess of the Mo Kingdom, Mo Lingyin's luck in love cannot be described as tragic.
The common people all say that the princess is the husband, and the weak men in their families are getting married one after another. For a time, the capital city was buzzing with gongs and drums, making it very lively.
Mo Lingyin: Haha.
Mo Lingyin, with the desire to get married well even if her mother and concubine were gone, invited herself to go to the southern country to get married.
However...
Mo Lingyin touched the thick muscles on her body and smiled unkindly.
Mo Lingyin: "You have no muscles!"
Xiao Zixuan: "You can't get married."
Mo Lingyin: "You are a broken sleeve!"
Xiao Zixuan: "You can't get married."
Mo Lingyin: "You are weak and sick!"
Xiao Zixuan: "You can't get married."
Mo Lingyin: "Can you not mention this?"
Xiao Zixuan: "You have small breasts."
Mo Lingyin: "... Forget it, you should just say you can't get married..."
Xiao Zixuan: "You can't get married."
Mo Lingyin: "Goodbye manually"
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