“This is what she beats.” Su Yuanhao’s tone was a little excited.
“Isn’t she the one who beat me?”
When Su Yuansheng said something just now, Feng knew that Su Yuansheng didn’t want to make decisions for him. When he saw Su Qiyan still refused to give in, he said angrily, “You hit me first.”
“Oh, so you gave me a slap in the face. Anding State Mansion is really a tutor. The old lady kept saying that I don’t understand etiquette. Is the etiquette of Anding State Mansion a villain a villain who deceived the master?”
“It’s so lively here.” The old lady was about to open her mouth to argue when she heard a clear man’s voice coming.
I saw the person wearing ice blue silk, the snow-white piping embroidered with elegant bamboo leaves and the mutton fat jade hairpin on his head. He held a white folding fan in his hand, a golden belt around his waist, a pair of black boots on his feet, and an egg-sized piece of jade behind his boots.
Just wherever you go, you will be your whole body’s temperament and wealth.
His appearance is also excellent, with fair skin, a pair of dazzling black eyes that seem to be able to see through all the sorrows of past and present lives. He smiles like a crescent moon, and is as sharp as a cold star. The straight nose and lips are erect, and the outline of the side face is as clear as a knife but not without being soft. It is heart-wrenching.
This person is King Yi Xiao Han, a person who cannot see through even Su Qiyan’s memory of rebirth.
Although there were seven princes in the Dayu Dynasty, only three were outstanding among the many emperors. King Xiao Mo of Jin, Crown Prince Xiao Yan, and this King Yi Xiao Han.