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"Miss, do you think I'm pretty?" After putting away the washbasin properly, Eleven put one hand on her waist and stroked her hair with the other. She put on a flirtatious pose and asked in a sweet voice.

"Ugh …" She leaned against the bed frame and tilted her head to look at the kid who was not even fourteen years old.

Honestly speaking, the 11 of them could be said to be beautiful. Their bones were thin and their features were small and clean. If they were to use time to carve them, they would definitely be a beauty.

After a long while, Yi Fang agreed, "Beautiful."

"Miss, do you think you're pretty?"

Her husband was at a loss for words, "This, this..."

When it was hard for her to answer, Eleven was already holding a bronze mirror. She placed it in front of her and asked again, "Miss, do you think you're beautiful?"

The girl carefully examined herself in the mirror: there was nothing wrong with her appearance. Eyes were eyes, nose was a nose, although her chin was not sharp, cough, just a little round, but her eyes were quite big, and her nose and mouth were small. Not too bad.

After confirming this, she calmed down and calmly said to Eleven, "I think I'm not bad looking."

The heart of the lover was particularly heavy.

Eleven is vomiting.

After feigning ignorance for a long time, she finally brought a stool to sit in front of her husband, moved the mirror closer, and pointed at his wife's eyes: "Miss, please do not have any illusions. Look at your eyes, they are so big, just like an ox's. Look at your nose, how fierce, there's not even a bit of softness or beauty. Look at your mouth, your lower lip is so thick, I say, how come your mouth is so fleshy? "Look at that face, that face —" Eleven says, almost heartbroken. "Is that even a face? It's just a pie, a pie!"

Her words were enough to make her heart bleed.

Was there such a blow?

"Then... Is your skin okay? " After thinking for a long time, her lover finally remembered another advantage he had.

Because of the longevity of the house, and no lack of nutrition, the skin of Yi Ren is like that of a baby, a standard blow that can be broken.

"Skin is useless. The Heavens are a martial artist, and malt healthy skin is the most good-looking. Miss's skin is only funny." When he finished, he looked at his wife with pity and sighed with extreme pity, "Miss, you are too ugly."

And so she came to this conclusion.

She was going to explain herself, but then she realized that she didn't need to, so she just felt a little depressed.

"Ugh …"

"So, miss." "If we want to improve our position in the Prince's Mansion, we have to get the favour of the Prince, and if we want to get the love of the Prince, with the looks of a young lady, there is absolutely no hope. He decided to sacrifice himself for the sake of his mistress, for the sake of the Yi family's dignity! Using a lecherous appearance to keep the Prince's heart, turning over and being liberated! "Young mistress, success or failure will be decided in a single move, I ask young mistress to make a decision soon!"

The girl looked at her in confusion and asked: "Just tell me, what do you want me to do?"

"I want Miss to lure the Prince here, and then I will deliberately knock down the teacup. Miss will seize the opportunity to punish me, the more brutal the better, and then …" Eleven chuckled. His eyes were filled with peach blossoms as he said no more.

Her lover blinked.

So he wanted her to be a dark face and pull a pimp while he was at it.

This little girl's thoughts are truly …

Thinking this way, her husband gave her a carefree smile, as if he didn't know what was going on. "Alright, I'll help you."

"Not helping me, but helping everyone!" Eleven corrects.

Her lover was still smiling, as if this matter had nothing to do with him. It was indifferent and harmless.