HRPM – Chapter 23 A Tragic First Encounter (11)

Master Jin said with tears in his eyes, “They are the Second Prince, the Third Prince, and the Fourth Prince.”

Jin Luoluo felt as if she had been struck by lightning.

She froze instantly, completely speechless.

Her eyes widened so much they could pop out, her mouth hung open wide enough to fit an egg, and her heart nearly stopped beating.

She trembled as she asked, “Why didn’t you tell me earlier?”

Master Jin cried, “Did you ever give me a chance to speak?!”

This is bad. This is really bad.

These people were actually princes.

They had heard every single outrageous thing she just said—and she had insulted each of them one by one.

Sneaking a glance at them, she finally realized that even just standing there, they carried an extraordinary presence.

Their clothing and the noble aura in their expressions clearly showed they were no ordinary people.

She didn’t even know what had possessed her earlier—how could she not have noticed?

And yet she had spoken recklessly and insulted them all.

She had caused a disaster of massive proportions.

This is bad. This is really bad.

She had offended all three princes at once—was there any way she could survive this?

Especially that jinx.

The way he was looking at her now was chilling to the bone—terrifying beyond words.

Just being stared at by him made her heart tremble.

Could she pretend she didn’t know anything? If she admitted it now, it would be the same as courting death. She couldn’t lose her life over this.

At this point, there was only one ultimate move left:

Play dead!

In an instant, Jin Luoluo acted like she was possessed by a ghost—her eyes blank, her arms stiffly raised in front of her chest.

She hopped forward stiffly, step by step, toward Xiao Che, Xiao Yan, and Xiao Yu.

“Sorry, everyone… I’m sleepwalking… what I said just now doesn’t count… hehe. I’m going back to sleep now. Goodbye!”

Fengzao Palace.

Xiao Che and Xiao Yu returned to the palace to report.

The Empress was embroidering patterns with her attendants. The moment she saw them return, she immediately set down her needlework.

Eagerly, she asked about the situation.

“My sons, you’ve met the Miss of the Jin family? Are you satisfied? I heard Miss Jin is a great beauty.”

At the mention of that pitch-black “Basket of Gold,” Xiao Yu immediately burst into laughter again.

“Mother, if Jin Luoluo is considered a great beauty, then even a sow would be a peerless beauty.”