บท 1161: Seizing Luck

It seemed to be a flower tattooed on it.

The body, hair and skin of a princess were precious. One would not joke about their own body. Even if it was a flower, it was not normal.

The maid servant immediately lowered her head and replied, "Master, since our princess was born, there has been a birthmark here. It is not very good-looking. After the engagement, the princess was worried that her future husband would not like it. After listening to the words of a palace maid, she tattooed this flower here. She said it was a fire lotus." 

It was bright red like fire and was indeed pretty.

"Who drew it?" Xie Qiao asked.

"It was that young palace maid. She said that she learned such a skill from someone else. The princess saw that the pattern she drew was pretty and her technique was not bad, so she let her do it," the maid servant said again.

Xie Qiao frowned.

There was nothing wrong with this fire lotus. What was wrong was the princess' aura.