Ugly girl's romantic debt: Black belly king, get out of here!

Zitong really wanted to beat Xuan Yanhao hard, but Zitong also knew that he would definitely not be able to beat him, so after thinking about it, let it go, and look around for a way to escape.

After a while.In the garden of Prince Xuan's Mansion.The spring scenery in the garden can't help but cheer up people's mood!It was the same place and the same time as yesterday.

Zi Tong put on the light blue long gauze dress chosen by King Xuan today, her slightly curly hair was scattered on her chest, and she wore a garland of yellow and white flowers on her head. Like an angel in the world.Along the way, it caused discussions among many maids and wives.

"Isn't this the ugly girl who just married King Xuan? Why doesn't she look so ugly today?"

"It's still the same ugly. Don't you see the scar on her forehead? No matter how thick the bangs are, no matter how much rouge is applied, it can't cover it up!"

"That's right, but how could King Xuan go for a walk in the garden with such an ugly girl?"

The killer's ruthlessness has long trained Zi Tong to not think about anyone's gossip.

"Qin Zitong, what is the rich second generation?" Xuan Yanhao turned his head and asked Zitong who was carrying a basket behind him.

"Why are you still struggling with this! Literally, think for yourself!" What a bumpkin, so stupid.

"This king really can't think of it!" Xuan Yanhao's doubts were not resolved, and even in the face of the spring scenery in the garden, he couldn't arouse his interest at all.

"Hmm... help me carry the basket, I can consider talking to you!" Zitong felt weak all over. After a night of constant tossing, Zitong really felt that her back was sore and backache, which felt better than intensive training. Still have to work hard.

"..." Xuan Yanhao was a little dissatisfied, "I've never carried a basket before!"

"Hmph! Rich second generation! You can pick up what you eat yourself!"

"That's good... this king will mention it to you, this king will mention it to you, you have to explain to me what is meant by the rich second generation!"

"..." Zitong handed the basket to Xuan Yanhao, and walked straight to the flowers.

"You haven't told me yet..." Xuan Yanhao took the basket from Zitong's hand, and shouted behind Zitong's back, but Zitong had already walked into the flowers, looking at the flowers in the garden Hastily, her mood couldn't help getting better, and she completely forgot the pain and hurt that Xuan Yanhao brought to herself last night.

Zi Tong was really happy that she was finally far away from Xuan Yanhao, and was alone in a corner of the garden, admiring the spring scenery all over the garden, watching the dancing butterflies, Zi Tong also spun like a butterfly.The slightly curly hair fluttered under the breeze, looking both beautiful and moving, and against the background of the garland, Zitong's extraordinary and refined look, like a fairy who fell into the world.In an instant, people completely forgot the scar on Zitong's forehead... Zitong really admires those beautiful butterflies dancing, she can fly wherever she wants, I really hope that I can also be like a butterfly , flew out of Prince Xuan's mansion in one turn, and escaped from Xuan Yanhao's lustful clutches!

"What a beautiful dance! Whose girl is this dancing?" A man's voice interrupted Zi Tong who was in high spirits.

"..." Zi Tong stopped dancing and looked at the man who spoke, it turned out to be Prince Qi.