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"Mother, how could this be? How could Third Prince marry Mo Fei? This is too unfair to Third Prince. " Mo Yuwei said with dissatisfaction.

Third Prince, that's a Third Prince! His physique was at [S] Class, his spiritual force was at [S] Class. How could that lowly bastard, Mo Fei, fall in love with him? Mo Yuwei's heart was filled with dissatisfaction.

Lin Xi frowned, and thought: That little bastard rejected one after another, she had always wanted to see what kind of marriage Mo Fei could get, and now, the Third Prince actually proposed marriage.

Lin Xi said in anger: "This matter was decided by imperial concubine, even Mother could not make the decision."

Mo Yuwei frowned, "This is not right!"

The Mo Clan was involved in the production of Battle Mecha accessories. They owned a company, and in the eyes of ordinary people, this company was an unattainable existence. However, it did not enter the eyes of the royal family!

Lin Xi frowned and said, "I heard that because three of Third Prince's fiancées died, and their fates were too tough. Your Highness imperial concubine checked the citizen's registration database and found out that Mo Fei and Third Prince are the most compatible."

Mo Yuwei frowned, "There must be something wrong with Her Royal Highness's brain, how could Mo Fei be compatible with Third Prince?"

Lin Xi frowned, "Do not speak nonsense."

Mo Yuwei shut her mouth in embarrassment. People from the royal family were not people that they could speak ill of.

Mo Yi pushed the door open with a bit of excitement, and was shocked by the sight before him.

"Young Master, Young Master, you're famous."

Mo Fei glanced at Mo Yi, "Famous? Haven't I always been famous? "

"Young master, you were only famous in a small area before, but now you are famous." Mo Yi's eyes lit up.

Mo Fei asked with interest: "Really?"

Mo Yi nodded, "Yes! On the internet, everyone is talking about you right now. "

Mo Fei casually opened up a thread titled Third Prince's Fourth Fiancée.

As soon as he opened it, he saw a scary picture.

"Wow, who's this ugly bastard?" Mo Fei was shocked.

"Young master, this is you! You forget that it was in this way that you used six months ago to scare off your fifth fiance. " Mo Yi said.

"Oh, this tower lord is truly powerful. He actually managed to investigate my first seventeen fiancées. It wasn't easy, it wasn't easy." Mo Fei praised.

"That's right!" That's right! The introduction is so detailed, so there must be a lot of homework to do. Mo Yi muttered.

Mo Fei looked down and realized that the thread had already been built to the thousandth floor.

Third floor: "Oh shit, who is this ugly freak!?" With just this kind of thing, you actually dare to think so much about our Third Prince. "

Fourth floor: "Aiyah, my poor Third Prince, a fresh flower has been planted on cow dung."

Fifth floor: "What the f * * k is going on? There are so many men that refused to accept the trash and stuffed them into our Third Prince."

Sixth poster: "Don't let me meet this guy. If you meet him, I'll cut his body into ten thousand pieces. Let him know that there are some people that he can't just casually think about."

Seventh poster: "Sixth poster is right, I saw him crippled for sure."

Eighth floor: "Third Prince, even if you have killed three of my fiancées, I won't turn my back on you. I'm not afraid, so don't give up on yourself! I'm willing to marry you. "

Ninth poster: "Eighth floor, don't think that I'm not afraid of you. Third Prince, I like you."

Mo Fei rubbed his chin, and said: "I feel that it's not good to go out in the near future."

Mo Yi nodded, and agreed: "That's right! That's right! "Although each of these women's real names are prettier than the last, but each of them is more brutal than the last. Young master, look at this, this beauty said that she's going to boil your tendons, skin, and bones into a pot of bone soup and feed it to the dogs."

Mo Fei, "..."