The night wind blew by, bringing a hint of coolness to the window, and a black figure silently disappeared into the night outside the window.

Le Sang didn't notice it and looked at the bronze mirror quietly for a long time. She numbly stretched out her hand to touch the shocking birthmark on her left cheek.

There was an uncomfortable feeling when the fingertips were rubbed, and her brush-like eyelashes trembled slightly.

This ugly birthmark completely affected her entire face. Not only did other people think the face in the mirror was extremely ugly, even she herself felt panicked when she looked at it.

The light in his eyes deepened slightly. No one would like such a face.

Then Dongfang Liyuan should not be moved by it.

Her brows furrowed little by little, and Le Sang slowly slid the finger that was on the birthmark to her lips. Her lips felt cold and had no warmth at all.

But his... was as passionate as fire.

Thinking of this, her whole body froze, but her heartbeat suddenly accelerated, so fast that it was almost uncontrollable.

Her expression changed drastically. She glanced around in a panic, then stood up and rushed to the basin, constantly washing her cold lips with water.

It wasn't until her lips started to become red and swollen after washing that she stopped, burying her head in the basin and looking at the face swaying in the water, her breath gradually cooling down.

People cannot have feelings, and she must not have any feelings at all.

The previous life was a bloody lesson, and she would not repeat the same mistakes in this life.

The night breeze is cool and the leaves are whistling.

Dongfang Liyuan outside the window saw all of her actions, his fingers clenched into fists tightly, and his nails dug deeply into her flesh.

She hates herself so much, this heartless woman.

With his brows furrowed into the character "Chuan", he turned around coldly and disappeared in this direction with the night wind.

Fortunately, apart from hating herself, she had no other suspicious behavior.

Just after he disappeared, Le Sang walked back to the bronze mirror.

She sat there for a while, gradually removing all the disguises from her face.

An alluring face that almost made the dark yellow bronze mirror light up.

This is God's most elaborate and perfect masterpiece.

"It's such a pity to give me such a face." Le Sang's face was expressionless, and her words were indifferent, as if she was not talking about herself.

She has never been someone who cares about appearance. Being too beautiful will only cause unnecessary trouble.

Therefore, she will not show her true colors until all the dust settles.

Even if it was a grand banquet at the palace tomorrow night, she would have to put on a good disguise before going.

The light in his eyes was as deep as the night sky, without stars or moon, and still had a hint of coolness.

The next day, Dongfang Liyuan and Dongfang Chen were summoned into the palace early in the morning. At the emperor's order, they each mounted a tall horse to welcome the arrival of Yin Kingdom's crown prince Ling Xuehan at the city gate.

Under the scorching sun, the imperial guards opened the way outside the city gate, and many people crowded around on both sides.

The crowds of people were buzzing, spreading for thousands of meters, and the atmosphere was extremely noisy. It was an unprecedented event.

They all wanted to meet this prince who had given guidance to the country at the age of twelve to help the two countries, which had always been in stalemate, form a state of friendship.

Above the city wall, Le Sang was wearing a long black dress, her breath was cold, and thousands of black hairs were flying in the wind, looking down at everything below with an absolutely cold and arrogant attitude.

She was really interested in the Prince of Yin who could make Dongfang Liyuan fall in love with him.
Chapter completed!