The regent princess is strong and cool, and the beautiful prince loves her every day

The man was dressed in a moon-white straight-collared robe. He had a slender figure, picturesque eyebrows and eyes, a cold temperament, and an aloof aura that kept strangers away. His eyes were deep and cold, his facial lines were clear, and he was handsome and three-dimensional. His black hair was casually draped over his shoulders, and his expression was casual and lazy, which made him look like an enchanting beauty.

It was the first time that Su Yueqing had seen such a handsome man. She forgot to run away for a moment and praised him sincerely, "Little brother, you are so handsome, you just touched my heart!"

The man seemed pleased by her straightforward compliment. A slight smile appeared at the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, and his deep pupils sparkled.

Then, he glanced at her with a slightly teasing look and said faintly, "Thank you, you are ugly in a unique way."

Su Yueqing was slightly stunned, feeling offended, and pointed at her face, retorting in disbelief, "I'm ugly? Listen to what you say, are you talking like a human being?"

Su Yueqing was very unconvinced. She was a real beauty in modern times, with fair skin and beautiful looks. People would ask for her WeChat when she walked on the street. How could she be ugly?

She also discovered that although this body of hers was of inferior quality, it was exactly the same as her original modern body.

Although she has never looked in a mirror, this face should also be her face in modern times.

Seeing Su Yueqing's mysterious confidence, the guard beside the man took out a small mirror from his arms, stepped forward timidly, scratched his head and smiled awkwardly: "Miss Su, why don't you look in the mirror? What my prince said is indeed quite right."

Su Yueqing: . . .

"Sister, it is important for people to know themselves. You are recognized as an ugly woman in the capital, and the Regent is not wrong." Su Yueyao complimented at the right time.

She stared at the man's face infatuatedly. If she didn't know that he was vicious, cruel and bloodthirsty, the title of Regent Princess would never have fallen on the head of her stupid sister.

Xiao Mochen, the powerful regent, the younger brother of the late emperor and the uncle of the current emperor, was entrusted by the late emperor to support the young emperor.

The man raised his eyebrows slightly, his eyes narrowed slightly, his eyes turned cold in an instant, and he said in a cold voice: "Who are you? Are you qualified to say that you are my future princess?"

"Qingyang, slap your face!"

The guard who was still handing the mirror to Su Yueqing heard the prince's order and stuffed the mirror into her hand.

Then, he flew to Su Yueyao's side, raised his hand high, and slapped her several times.

A warm feeling surged through Su Yueqing's heart. She looked at Xiao Mochen with gratitude, then looked at the mirror in her hand, wanting to appreciate her own beauty.

"Oh my god, whose face is this ugly, black and scary?" Su Yueqing was going crazy.

The face in the mirror was hideous and frightening. A scarlet scar ran from the upper jaw to the cheekbone. Both sides of the cheeks were black and white, covered with birthmarks, and looked like a mushroom that was an eye-sore.

Su Yueqing pursed her lips and was about to cry out, she was extremely disgusted. She put her hands on her cheeks and gently stroked the scar on her face.

Xiao Mochen stared at her with interest for a while and actually found her inexplicably cute.

"It's okay. I'm not someone who covets beauty. It doesn't matter if you're ugly, as long as I'm good-looking. I won't dislike you in the future."

Su Yueqing looked at him resentfully, "You are really good at talking. You can send people flying as soon as you open your mouth."

Looking at her angry appearance, a faint smile appeared on Xiao Mochen's usually cold face.

This woman spoke bluntly and without reservation, which was completely different from those noble ladies in the capital who were hypocritical and flattering.

Su Hean had been unable to get a word in, and finally found a chance to speak, and said respectfully, "I wonder why the Regent has come to visit?"

Hearing the word "Regent" again, Su Yueqing looked Xiao Mochen up and down, and understood why he had just defended her so much. She asked, "Are you Regent Xiao Mochen? My future husband?"

Hearing Su Yueqing calling the Regent by his full name, Prime Minister Su's head buzzed. Just as he was about to open his mouth to reprimand her, he heard the Regent say, "That's right, I am the famous Living King of Hell in the capital, and you are the one who has the courage to call me by my full name."

Su Yueqing smiled awkwardly. Her mouth was two steps faster than her brain. She forgot that this was in ancient times and there were distinctions between superiors and inferiors.

Just now, she saw that the man in front of her was quite kind, and she forgot her identity for a moment, "Your Majesty, please forgive me."

"It doesn't matter." Xiao Mochen said calmly, "It doesn't matter what you call me. I don't care about a title."

It must be said that Su Yueqing's favorability towards the man in front of her increased a lot. When she first learned that she was forced to marry the cruel regent, she even planned to escape the marriage.

But after seeing him today, this fiancé seems to be a good guy. He is rich, powerful and good-looking.

[Ding! The system has issued a task. Hold hands with Xiao Mochen for one minute and you will be rewarded with 200 points! ]

Su Yueqing frowned slightly. What the hell was this thing the system released? Wasn't this blatantly taking advantage of others?

She is not a hooligan!

"Your Majesty, can I hold your hand?" Su Yueqing asked shamelessly, "Only one minute will do."

Xiao Mochen frowned slightly. How could he not understand the latter part of the sentence? He only understood the "holding hands" in the first half of the sentence.

Su Yueqing didn't care about all that. She put her palms together and shook them slightly, being as sincere as she could be.

She is not a gangster, but she is really short of points. Everyone in the Prime Minister's Mansion is hoping she will die, and she will not feel at ease if she does not save up some points for her piggy bank.

Even though Xiao Mochen was used to her outspokenness, he was still shocked.

He had seen all kinds of people using tricks to throw themselves at women, but this was the first time someone asked him so blatantly.

"Your Highness..." Qingyang's tone was tinged with worry.

Xiao Mochen raised his hand to signal him to shut up, he knew what Qingyang was going to say.

He has been unable to have contact with women since he was young. Once he does, his whole body will become itchy, red, swollen, and even ulcerated, as if thousands of ants are crawling on his body, making his life worse than death, and this will last for a whole day and night.

Even his mother couldn't touch him, so the people who served him closely were all men.

"Your Highness?" Su Yueqing felt a little discouraged when she saw Xiao Mochen remained silent for a long time. She knew that her request was unreasonable and that the other party's silence should mean refusal.

Su Yueyao saw that she was left aside. She didn't dare to say anything, but she was very happy in her heart. The Regent was moody and even looked down on her, so how could he be interested in Su Yueqing, a fool?

Once Su Yueqing marries into the Prince Regent's Palace, she will surely die suddenly within three days.

By then, she would be the only legitimate daughter of the prime minister's family.

"Well, since the prince is unwilling..."

"I am willing." As Xiao Mochen spoke, he had already stretched out his left hand and placed it flat next to Su Yueqing.

In fact, he was also gambling. Since Master Huiming said that the Su family's eldest daughter was the key to his changing his fate, he might as well take this opportunity to give it a try.

If she was really the destined one, perhaps she was the only woman who could touch him.

"Really?" Su Yueqing was overjoyed, blinking her clear and bright eyes, with a lively and bright smile.

"Yeah." Xiao Mochen was infected by her smile, and his stagnant mood seemed to be stirred up by ripples.

"Your Highness, you are so kind!" Su Yueqing raised her hand and placed her slender and rough palm on Xiao Mochen's broad and thick palm, silently counting the one-minute countdown in her heart.

Su Yueyao was so angry that she almost vomited blood. She didn't expect that Su Yueqing, a country bumpkin, would actually get involved with the aloof and noble Regent.

Xiao Mochen felt his palm soften and took a deep breath, feeling both nervous and expectant.

"My Lord, your face..."