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The voice was too soft, sounding almost ethereal like a ghostly whisper.
Yin Luo did not speak, as she had yet to understand her own identity and the situation before her. Mu Changqing observed her reaction and raised an eyebrow slightly.
This princess, who was supposed to marry him and had committed suicide by hanging herself, now heard that she was to share a bridal chamber with him and didn't even blink. It seemed somewhat abnormal.
His gaze shifted, and he already had a better idea in mind. He then instructed his subordinates, "Bring my bride and dress her up properly. I want to enter the bridal chamber immediately."
"Yes!"
A chorus of loud responses followed, and then nameless soldiers came forward, directly lifting her up—yes, they were lifting her!
Yin Luo remained silent, only turning to look at the Prince of Chaoyang. The prince's face was filled with worry as he watched her being taken away, his heart aching with despair.
She was brought into a large tent, where ten women replaced the nameless soldiers. From their light footsteps, Yin Luo could tell that these ten young women were all highly skilled; escaping was absolutely impossible for her. Even if she managed to get past them inside, she would never survive the thousands of troops outside.
So for now, she could only remain still.
First came the bathing; Yin Luo let them handle her as they pleased, followed by changing clothes and styling her hair.
Sitting in front of the bronze mirror, she was stunned by the breathtaking beauty reflected back at her.
Not only was she unaccustomed to seeing a face in the mirror that was not her own for the first time, but more importantly, this face was simply too beautiful. She had only seen such a stunning visage in paintings; she had never encountered it in reality, and one could even say it did not exist at all.
Describing her skin as like jade was certainly not an exaggeration. The girl in the bronze mirror had snow-white skin, a delicate nose, and cherry-red lips that were small and tender. Her eyes sparkled like autumn waters, mesmerizing and enchanting when they looked at others, as if they could capture one's soul. It was evident that the original owner of this body must possess such captivating charm. However, because a different soul resided within, there was an underlying coldness emanating from her bones. Thus, those soul-stirring eyes also revealed a hint of chilliness, appearing both proud and intoxicatingly alluring. Even women were stunned by her beauty; let alone men.
The maidservants gathered her long black hair into a bun and brought forth a phoenix crown. The crown looked truly intimidating, adorned with pearls worth a fortune. Yet those maidservants did not even blink as they placed it on her head. Next came the makeup.
Rather than being transformed into a bride, it felt more like being turned into a stunning ghost; the makeup appeared bizarre no matter how one looked at it.
Was it necessary to make her look like a ghost just because she was marrying a man with a ghostly mask?
However, Yin Luo wisely chose not to argue and obediently sat there, allowing them to fuss over her. Soon, everything was ready, and she was taken to a large tent filled with the character "囍" everywhere.
All ten maidservants left the tent, leaving her on the wedding bed covered with a red veil, waiting for the groom's arrival.
This series of events took about an hour. Her strength had finally recovered somewhat; although her body still felt weak and feeble, she had enough energy to save herself.
This time, however, she could not use the same trick again to hide a hairpin. While getting ready earlier, she had been sharp-eyed and discreetly taken a small pearl flower when the maidservants weren't paying attention. That pearl flower was particularly small and no different from a silver needle. Now that the maidservants had left, she immediately plucked the tiny flower off the pearl flower and concealed the slender sharp object within her bedding.
With so many people around, she naturally couldn't gain any advantage or escape smoothly. However, capturing the leader first was key; if tonight she could take down this prince, perhaps there would still be a glimmer of hope. Moreover, with her skills, as long as she got close enough to him, even if he possessed eighteen different martial arts techniques, he would undoubtedly meet his end!
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