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Chapter 1: Married into Donglin Eighth Prince's Mansion

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Chapter 1: Marry into the Eight Kings Mansion of Donglin

The Eight Kings Mansion of the Donglin Dynasty—

The afterglow of the sunset fell on the golden glazed tiles of the Eight Kings Mansion, reflecting a dazzling light.

On both sides of the glazed tiles, two golden lacquer carved lying on their faces, hovering above the palace with a proud attitude of looking down on the world.

The lotus pond surrounded by the pool water is green and clear, with white mist shrouding in it, and it feels like a fairyland.

In the pavilion beside the lotus pond, a low piano sound came from the pavilion, which made people sound heavy and cold.

Her slender back, wearing a light purple brocade robe, was sitting in front of the mahogany guqin. Her slender fingertips seemed to pluck the strings casually. The unrestrained handsome face inadvertently exuded a bit of inhumane cruelty.

He tied his crown hair, and his ink-colored black hair that was as long as running water was moving behind his back. His slightly pursed lips remained motionless, and his two thick handsome eyebrows were slightly locked.

The three-dimensional facial features as carved as a knife give people a sense of kingly aura that looks down on the world without realizing it. The straight nose bridge stands in the center of the cold and perfect handsome face, naturally revealing a bit alienation.

The sound of the piano was still constant, and behind him, a young man in blue was left behind.

The sound of falling to the ground is as light as falling leaves, but it can be easily captured by the men in the pavilion.

The thin lips moved slightly, the thin lips that were originally pursed slightly raised, and a sinister gaze flashed with an indescribable coldness.

"Prince."

As the sound behind him fell, the clean and slender fingers pressed the strings that were originally plucked. In an instant, the heavy sound of the piano suddenly stopped.

"explain."

Thin lips moved slightly.

"Princess Wanning's sedan chair has entered the city."

"arrive?"

A nice and low voice came from the mouth of the man sitting in front of the piano, so stable that he did not have any rhythm.

"Yes, Prince."

"very good."

Two words, inexplicably cold.

With his thin lips curled up, he had already stood up from the front of the piano, seven feet tall, tall and perfect, and his lilac brocade robe wrapped around his strong and slender figure.

The cold eyes flashed slightly, and although the face was smiling, it made people feel extremely cold.

Just such a casual expression and movement seem to be able to take life in conversation and laughter.

In the blink of an eye, the person had disappeared in the pavilion, leaving only the cold air that had not yet disappeared in the pavilion. After he left, the man in blue quietly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

Today's Donglin Kingdom capital is more lively than usual. The streets are filled with people in the capital, and they line up from the streets to the end.

The reason is very simple. The eighth prince of the emperor, Chiye Yunxuan, who is powerful in the court, is about to marry Princess Kuroye Wanning, the princess of Nanli Kingdom. Today is the day when Princess Wanning enters the Eighth Prince's Mansion.

The bride-sending team wearing the Nanli Kingdom's bride-sending dress arrived at the gate of the Eight King's Mansion soon after, and then the sedan chair was gently placed in front of the Eight King's Mansion.

What is surprising is that the Eight Kings Mansion, which should have been decorated with lights and red silk, had nothing at this time.

Seeing this, the general led by the bride-sending team frowned unhappily and walked forward, his voice curled a little:

"Don't the Eighth Prince know that our princess has entered the city today? Why are there no princes? And why is the Eighth Prince's Mansion dressed like this?"

The butler of the Eight Kings Mansion, who had been waiting at the door early in the morning, was now smiling at the general led by a general with a stiff smile.
Chapter completed!
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