The Crippled King's Beloved Concubine No. 9

She is the idiot eldest daughter of the General's Mansion, and has the title of the most beautiful woman in the capital. He is the youngest lustful prince, who is physically disabled but strong-willed and enjoys playing with women. With a marriage proposal, she married into the palace as a concubine, and received a No. 9 Card that night. Just when a certain woman was wondering what it was, a bell sounded from the front yard. It was later learned that the bell rang and the women gathered. Highlights Day 1 "Please, Your Majesty, choose someone to serve as your bedmate." One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine... "Number 9." A man wearing a half-mask coldly spit out the number. The next day "Please, Your Majesty, choose someone to serve as your bedmate." "Number 9." ……………… Day 10 "Please, Your Majesty, choose someone to serve as your bedmate." "Number nine." The girls were in an uproar. How could the prince favor only one person, the youngest number nine? A certain girl raised her hands timidly, half-casting her eyes, "Can I refuse?" After experiencing life and death, she only wants to live a stable life and have good years. A certain man stood up coldly, walked around, pinched her chin, raised it, and stared into her eyes. "I am the king's only favorite, how dare you refuse?" A certain little woman who was not afraid of death bowed her head obediently and started to point her fingers, "The prince is so powerful, and I am alone, I can't bear it." A certain man said with a dark face, "We will only fight for half a tone tonight." A certain woman still pointed her finger at her, "The prince only loves me, and I don't know the time limit. I am timid. I am afraid that I will be abandoned in the future, and I will not escape death." A certain man's lips twitched, "Is ten thousand years enough?" The corners of a certain woman's lips raised slightly, she suddenly raised her head, raised her hand, and raised her three fingers, "Three lives and three lives are enough." A certain man stepped forward and said, "If your heart is happy, what about nine lives?" This is how a generation of beloved concubines was born! *************** Many years later "Please, Your Majesty, choose someone to serve as your bedmate." "Number 9!" There is always only No. 9, Only No. 9! The men and women in this article are clean physically and mentally, and are welcome to jump into the pit.