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Chapter 3072

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"Yes." Ning Yuan lowered his eyes. "Master, you're so smart. The incident at Qingqiu Mountain has caused a sensation in the jianghu. Many people want to kill the culprit. As long as there's evidence, the Eighth Prince won't be able to deal with just his enemies."

Murong Ci's eyes didn't relax at all. After all, Murong Yu must have wiped away all traces of himself before doing this.

If they really wanted to find evidence, it would take some time.

"I'll leave it to you." Murong Ci waved his hand. "You may leave first."

"Yes." Ning Yuan was about to leave when he suddenly remembered something. He turned back and said, "Master, this subordinate has something to report."

"Speak."

"The princess from Sai Xue Country will arrive at the Eastern Palace tomorrow morning." Ning Yuan's eyebrows twitched slightly. "Although Sai Xue Country is a small country, King Mu attaches great importance to this matter. They've already entered the palace to meet the envoy."

Murong Ci sneered. "Everyone is trying to squeeze into the Eastern Palace. Even a princess from a small foreign country is here. Interesting, very interesting. "

"Master … don't you plan to meet them?" Ning Yuan asked. "I heard that the High Priest of Sai Xue Country has the ability to communicate with spirits …"

Murong Ci's expression didn't change. He nodded slightly and said softly, "Since they've already met the envoy, you can go pick them up tomorrow! As for their accommodation, you can arrange it as you wish. "

"Yes."

The next morning, the sun was shining brightly.

Luo Qingchen put on a new set of Sai Xue Country clothes and covered her face with a veil.

It was said that this was a custom of Sai Xue Country. The bride had to wear a veil at all times to prevent anyone from seeing her face.

This way, they could leave their most beautiful and pure faces for their husbands to admire on their wedding night.

Man 'er and Gu Sang helped her dress up. She looked at the bronze mirror with a hopeless expression and said, "I think your country is really strange. If you cover your face with a veil, why do you have to put on such exquisite makeup?"

"Miss, you don't know. This is a rule left behind by our ancestors," Man 'er replied. Man 'er replied as she said, "Once we step out of this door, we can no longer call you Miss. Miss is our princess."

"Ah —" Luo Qingchen suddenly understood. "Yes, yes, yes! Princess! Princess! I just want to ask why your princess's name is so long, I … I really … "

Abracisimu, Sajobe, Pushilla Flower, and Gong Muxue.

?!

She had already memorized this name for a few days. This thing did not seem like an ancient poem. Their names were rare and hard to pronounce.

"Our names are all very long. Abraximuqing is the princess' surname, followed by her given name." Gu Sang explained, "Princess, you have to memorize it as soon as possible. Otherwise, you will be easily seen through by the knowledgeable ministers in the court."

"Are you sure?" Luo Qingchen shrugged, sneered and said, "I guess even if I read it randomly, no one would know if it's right or wrong..."

Man'er hurriedly touched Luo Qingchen's lips with her fingertips and said, "You can't speak carelessly. If you say one wrong word, all of our heads will fall to the ground."

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