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At this time.

In fact, the ice and snow in the north have melted.

The beauty sent by the prince is already on the way.

A charming woman was sitting in a carriage, looking at her face with a mirror.

The curtain of the car was suddenly lifted, and a white-faced man with peach blossoms crawled in and sat directly beside the woman.

"Ruru, I'm so sad that you are going to get married with the Holy Son."

Although the man with peach blossoms said this, he had no intention of being sad. He hugged his right hand and brought the charming woman into his arms.

The charming woman said angrily: "Don't move around, you are my cousin now. When you arrive at the Holy Gate, I have to rely on your strength. Although the prince has arranged a master for me, you are still reliable after all."

"Of course, there are not many people who can scare me by the Holy Gate. Si Wuxie counts one, but I have changed my face a long time ago and my temperament is different. Even he will not know me."

"How old are you?"

"Beauty, how old can I be? I am your cousin."

"Don't move around, you've ruined his makeup, hey, hey..."

The man with peach blossoms on his face suddenly became restless and wandered around the woman beside him.
Chapter completed!