The Third Prince himself said it was ugly; she said ugly, so she couldn't be wrong!
The Third Prince squinted and said, "Louder, I didn't hear it!"
The young girl was startled and hurriedly said loudly, "Ugly!"
"Indeed, ugly, ugly to the point that I dare not look at it." The Third Prince laughed softly. He circled the girl in his arms, his white and slightly cold fingers gently touching her face, as if admiring, as if praising, "Such icy-skinned and tender-boned features are what you call beautiful!"
The girl's eyes held a hint of joy. Being chosen to be by the Third Prince's side meant she was undoubtedly a beautiful woman, but to be praised by the Third Prince was rare.
However, before the joy could spread from her eyes to her face, her face suddenly turned bright red.
The Third Prince's slender fingers, which had been gently caressing her face, had somehow moved to her snow-white neck, and suddenly tightened.
