The originally rosy little lips, now tinted with shiny rouge, were as delicate as the hibiscus flower under the morning dew.
The emerald palace attire was fresh and elegant, charming and beautiful, with two butterflies embroidered on the hem, as if they were about to flutter away alongside her long eyelashes.
Seeing his entranced expression, the Little Princess pressed her lips into a smile, "How is it, do I look good? Doesn't my mother's taste shine?"
The tall man slowly shook his head, his infatuated gaze still fixed on her, not moving an inch.
"It's not your mother's taste that's good, it's my wife... too beautiful!" He sighed, suddenly a bit worried, "What should I do? I don't want you to enter the palace!"
Originally, he intended for his little wife to enter the palace and outshine all others.
But at this moment, seeing her so lovely and captivating, Yelyu Lie just wanted to hide her away, letting no one else see!
She's his!
Only his!
