C193 The Real General!

Mu Jia had seven or eight pustules on her face now. No matter how beautiful she was, she looked horrifying with these pustules. Mu Jia had looked in the mirror this morning and knew what she looked like now. So she was angry that she was suddenly given a veil. She glared at Feng Yishan and said angrily, “That’s better than marrying the Fourth Prince!”

Feng Yishan was curious