Prince: Your Princess is Exposed

The main court.

From time to time, a series of shouts came from the house.

There was also a faint cry from Mrs. Jiang, "my poor Wanrou, my mother didn't take care of you. If you can bear it, my mother will go to the doctor for you, and I will go to..."

"No, no! No, I don't want to be seen, no! " Jiang Wanrou heard this sentence, as if someone had ignited the explosive.

In an instant, he yelled.

Then there was a big bang from the room.

It was as if something had fallen to the ground.

Young Ci and Si Junling pushed the door in at this time.

Just happened to see Mrs. Jiang and general Shangshu, supporting Jiang Wanrou beside the bed, trying to drag her to the bedside.

Si Junling gently pushed behind the young words.

When he turned back, he saw the deep meaning in his eyes.

Here, let her handle it herself.

Young words against Si Junling, gently nodded and said, "good."

Jiang Shangshu and Mrs. Jiang just sat up with Jiang Wanrou.

Then I turned back and saw the young man standing at the door, and the third prince.

Three princes standing.

Jiang Shangshu's face suddenly changed.

I forgot to even salute.

"Uncle, aunt, I haven't seen you for a few days. It seems that your situation is even worse than I thought."

"Young words! You bitch, don't forget that you are also a member of the Jiang family. If something happens to the Jiang family, you should accompany us to hell Jiang Wanrou can't accept the strong sarcasm of the youth speech.

The hoarse voice yelled at the young words.

The moment I looked up.

Jiang Wanrou's frightening face is directly exposed in front of her young speech.

The sharp edges of the knife make the skin roll.

Some have begun to bleed and pus.

It looks disgusting.

The young man took a bronze mirror from the shelf beside him.

Approach Jiang Wanrou.

Subconsciously, Mrs. Jiang stepped forward and blocked the youth's speech, "Qingci, what do you want to do, you..."

Mrs. Jiang has not finished her speech.

Body straight to one side of the past.

He couldn't speak at once.

The same is true of Jiang Shangshu.

The acupoint was touched by someone, but he couldn't move.

Si Junling cold voice from behind, "you block the king's princess."

Young words hook lips, can not help but laugh out.

Jiang Wanrou saw what she was holding in her hands. She almost subconsciously stepped back, "what do you want to do?"

After that day, she never looked in the mirror again.

She was afraid to see her face.

He turned the bronze mirror in his hand.

A face beyond recognition immediately appears in front of Jiang Wanrou.

"Ah Jiang Wanrou raised her hand and brushed away the bronze mirror on the young resigning hand.

The bronze mirror snapped and fell directly on the ground.

It broke apart.

"No, it's not me, it's not me, get out of here! Get out of my way

Jiang Wanrou's action of speaking is too big. She accidentally tears open the wound on her cheek that has not yet healed.

The pain made her grin.

The young man took the handkerchief and wiped it slowly on the back of his hand.

Looking at Jiang Wanrou, who was close to collapse in front of her, she continued slowly, "Jiang Wanrou, are you deceiving yourself? You think you can't see your face if you drop the mirror? Unfortunately, it doesn't change the fact that you're disfigured. "