"He has a book on the various scholarly techniques, and he's extremely difficult to deal with. The two of us couldn't defeat him even if we worked together." The black-robed Tang Shan Jun had a feminine air, his vertical pupils cold and emotionless.
Sky Wolf nodded and didn't take it to heart. He turned to the hooded Princess and said, ""This is a fake. The real one should be among these maidservants."
Hong Ling lifted the fake consort's veiled hat, revealing a delicate and pretty face. The fake consort's face was pale, her eyes flashed with great fear, and her shoulders trembled.
"Zhenzhen ..."
Hong Ling stuck out her long, forked tongue and licked the fake princess's cheek. She smiled and said, ""Tell me, who is the real princess Consort?"
Her voice was soft and charming, but her speech was not quite standard.
"I, I don't know ..."
