I Married the Third Prince
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Girl PowerFace SlappingPlot TwistsFeel-Good StoryHypocrisyIndependenceSubstitute Bride
In Reychelle City, a contest was held to crown the most beautiful woman.
After my cousin scarred my face, she seized first place with ease.
What she never expected was that this year's contest wasn't for fame; it was to select the future wife of the Third Prince, a ruthless, bloodthirsty eunuch.
That very afternoon, gifts poured in by the cartload.
My betrothed panicked. That night, he tore up our engagement contract and carried my cousin into the bridal chamber.
The next day, she trailed her lacquered fingertips across my cheek and sneered, "Alicia, with your ruined face, who would ever want you? Perhaps the beggar at the street corner might take you in."
I caught her wrist, let out a
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