The empress of fast wear is married

Chapter 538

Fenghua raised her fine eyebrows, "Why are you afraid?"

Ying Ye wore a silver mask on his face, so he couldn't see his expression clearly, but his voice was luxurious and charming: "Ke wife."

"Oh..." Feng Hua let out a long sigh, "Your Highness, are you saying that it is rumored that you killed nine fiancées?"

Winning night: "..."

Fenghua looked at Yingye curiously, "Is it true? Are there really nine?"

Ying Ye casually said "um", and said in a low voice: "——It's true."

Feng Hua touched his chin with his fingers, and said in amazement: "I thought the rumors in the world were exaggerated, but there are really nine of them."

Speaking of this, Fenghua suddenly changed the topic, "However, please rest assured, Your Highness, I will definitely not be the tenth."

Win night raised his eyebrows.

Are you so confident?
As if reading Ying Ye's heart, Fenghua said quietly: "My fate is hard. And if I die, Your Highness, you may not be able to marry the princess in the future."

Winning night: "..."

Miss Ye, you are really humorous.

Under the silver mask, the corners of the man's lips, which were as bright as petals, raised up unconsciously.

"Ding! The target person wins Ye, favorability +5, strategy completion 10!"

Ying Ye was slightly taken aback.

If it wasn't for Fenghua in the carriage, Ying Ye would definitely reach out and touch the corner of his lips.

Even he himself doesn't remember how long it's been since he... laughed.

Ying Ye's eyes turned slightly, and his eyes fell on the girl.

She was dressed in purple, her face was exquisite and fair, and her beauty was as beautiful as jade.

...he was also dressed in purple.

His Royal Highness the Ghost King naturally didn't know that there is another word in this world called: lovers' attire.

However, this did not prevent him from feeling better little by little.

Feng Hua stared at Ying Ye's face, and suddenly asked, "Your Highness, is your face really as scary as the rumors say?"

"..."

Ying Ye's eyes darkened, but he didn't answer yet.

The carriage stopped suddenly, and the cold voice of the man in black came from outside: "Your Highness, Miss Ye, we are here on Suzaku Street."

The gap between the rich and the poor in the Great Qin State was polarized. In the capital of the Qin State, the place where the dignitaries lived was called Wuyi Lane, and the place where ordinary people lived was called Hanyi Lane.

Wuyi Lane and Hanyi Lane are separated by a street, which is Zhuque Street.

The topic was interrupted by Han Lie, Fenghua knew in his heart that there must be no reason to ask.

No hurry, take your time.

Win night got off the carriage.

This time His Royal Highness Ghost King was very obedient, after getting off the car, he took the initiative to extend a hand to Feng Hua's eyes.

Fenghua was startled.

Raise your lips like a flower.

She held Ying Ye's hand, and the purple skirt was slightly rippling in the air, like a blooming flower, and it gathered gracefully when it landed lightly.

Suzaku Street is very lively.

The Huachao Festival is a festival for young men and women in the Great Qin Kingdom to express their love for each other, which is equivalent to the Qixi Festival in ancient China.

The streets are full of handsome young men and pretty girls.

The lanterns on Suzaku Street are like star rivers and rivers, and the sound of playing and laughing is endless.

There are also vendors selling masks. People wearing masks of various colors walk on Suzaku Street, so Ying Ye, who is wearing a silver mask and purple clothes, walks among them, and it doesn't look too eye-catching.

A little girl even teased and said: "Hey, look quickly, that man looks like the legendary ghost king."

When these words came to his ears, Fenghua successfully noticed that the body of the man in the silver-faced purple coat was slightly tense.

So she took his hand.

　I just dealt with a plagiarism and I pretended to be my author.

　　Let me state it again——

　　All books under the name of Black and White Cinderella are exclusively authorized to Yunqi Academy of China Literature Group, and are not allowed to be reprinted and adapted elsewhere.

　　I haven't written a book in other places for the time being, please don't be deceived, little princesses.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)