Your Royal Highness is sweet and sweet

Chapter 8 Is this King Chen really ugly?

King Chen is here?

Why did Prince Chen come? !
Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, all of them were shocked.

Qin Rujun, who was about to stand up, silently leaned back on the chair behind him, folded his arms, and murmured in a low voice: "Interesting."

Prince Chen, Yan Mochen, was rumored to be a tuberculosis, and also an extremely ugly man.

Yan Mochen's father was a close friend of the emperor, but passed away early, so Yan Mochen was made king of Chen.

What's more, the emperor was very concerned about Yan Mochen's affairs, and he searched all over the world for the illness of the king of Chen, but all the doctors shook their heads and said that the king of Chen is a dying person.

Now that he is about to return to the west, the emperor is even more concerned and concerned about Prince Chen.

No one dared to offend King Chen, they were afraid of offending King Chen, if the old man died, the emperor would kill many people.

Chen Wang and Li Wang are named kings, both with different surnames, these are the only two special cases in Qin Yao Kingdom.

The sound of footsteps came gradually, and even Qin Rujun couldn't help being curious, and couldn't help poking his neck to see the man who was walking in.

The first thing that caught the eye was the plain white robe, a very elegant color, but it gave this person a luxurious look.There is no pattern on the robe, it is crescent white, but it makes people look very comfortable.

Surrounded by two subordinates in black, the man walked in slowly.He walked very slowly, making everyone feel that he might be weak due to illness.

The man's face was covered by a ghost mask, that mask was painted extremely ugly, if the light was dim, it would be quite frightening to look at like this.

However, the chin exposed outside the mask has an exquisite and perfect curvature, and the shape of the thin lips is even more perfect, but the lip color is bloodless!
His complexion was a little pale, and he looked sickly.

Can such a man really be equated with Qi Chou?

"Is he really ugly?" Qin Rujun raised his eyebrows, also very curious.

"Yes, in fact, when Prince Chen was three years old, he was still very good-looking, but I heard that he suffered a serious illness later, which ruined his appearance. Since then, he has been plagued by illness and has not recovered yet."

"So miserable?" Hearing Xiong Da's words, Qin Rujun clicked his tongue, expressing his sympathy.

Since the King Chen entered the garden, the atmosphere has undergone a subtle change.

The garden, which was still noisy before, became quieter a little bit.

The sick man, supported by his subordinates, was about to salute when he was stopped by the high-ranking emperor.

"Exemption, didn't I say that Prince Chen can be exempt from courtesy in everything, give him a seat quickly."

As soon as the emperor said this, everyone dared not make a sound.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, cough cough." Yan Mochen coughed weakly and sat down with the help of a servant.

Ever since Qin Rujun entered the garden, she couldn't help but pay attention to him. She couldn't help but sigh, what a pity!

I don't know if it's her illusion, but this man named Yan Mochen's gaze swept over here as if nothing.

She thought it might be just an illusion, so she stopped thinking about it, got up, picked up the wine cup on the table, and walked towards Yeli.

"Master, is there any difference between this Prince Highness?" Jin Ming, the black-clothed subordinate standing beside Yan Mochen, stared in Qin Rujun's direction, not quite understanding.

If there were many things that happened in the past few days that he, a subordinate, couldn't figure out, it was his master's abnormal behavior.

For example, during the day, the prince was molesting the master on a boat, why didn't the master kill the prince?

For example, the master never participated in the palace banquet at night, so I don't know what was going on tonight, but he wanted to attend it?
The man's perfectly thin lips curved slightly.

"Acting." A charming voice spoke from his thin lips.

acting?What play?

Before Jin Ming could ask, his master suddenly stood up, Jin Ming was even more puzzled: "Master?"

"Fu Ben Wang." Three words that cannot be doubted.

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