Wanwan transmigrated into a book!
She became the short-lived cannon fodder little princess executed by the great tyrant.
Wanwan spreads her little hands: Die then die, anyway in three y...
"This...how can this be so embarrassing?"
Wanwan looked at the box full of treasures in front of her and said that she was embarrassed, but her little hands had already touched it uncontrollably.
"Wow~" Wanwan's eyes widened as she looked at the box full of treasures in front of her, which basically contained gold and silver jewelry that women liked. However, she soon discovered something was wrong.
"How could there be all this in the cold palace? Where did you get all these treasures, Ghost Sister?"
It's too strange to put a box of gold and silver jewelry here!
After hearing what the little princess said, the crying ghost floated forward a few steps and stopped, then bent down and made a gesture of holding something and floated back. Wanwan, who was standing by, understood what he meant for some reason.
Wanwan: "You mean you found these things from somewhere and moved them here?"
The crying ghost smiled and nodded, then floated to her side and circled around, as if waiting for her praise.
"Could this be someone else's stuff?" Wanwan looked at the box which contained mostly gold and silver jewelry worn by women. If nothing unexpected happened, it should belong to a concubine in the harem.
Wanwan thought that this ghost sister had always been very nice to her and knew that she liked these things, so she sent them to her. But no matter what, these things belonged to other people, and they couldn't steal other people's things.
"Sister Ghost, although I love gold, it's wrong to steal other people's things. You should return these things. It's getting late, and I should go home. I'll see you next time."
When the crying ghost heard the little princess ask him to return the things, he thought she didn't like the things he gave her, and a look of loneliness appeared in his eyes.
But when he heard the little princess say that she would come to see him next time, the loneliness in his eyes immediately disappeared and his eyes brightened.
After saying this, Wanwan waved to the crying ghost in front of her and crawled out from under the broken door.
Wanwan walked along the palace path under the moonlight, and a few steps forward would lead her out of the cold palace.
She turned around and saw the crying ghost that had been following her and escorting her out. She waved at it and said, "We're just ahead of the cold palace. Ghost sister, you don't need to see me off~"
After hearing what the little princess said, the crying ghost stopped. He originally wanted to send her all the way to Furong Palace where she lived. It was not that he could not leave the cold palace, but his current body was a ghost. There were door gods on the gates of each palace, and he could not enter as a ghost.
He just stood there, watching the little princess disappear from his sight.
After she left, he planned to listen to her and put all the things back to their original places.
When he returned to the dilapidated palace, he accidentally caught a glimpse of a tattered bronze mirror beside him. Looking at the young man in the mirror with disheveled hair and wearing white clothes, who looked like a female ghost, a rare flash of regret appeared in his eyes.
He is not...Ghost Sister...
*
Wanwan recently discovered that there seemed to be something wrong with her second brother.
Ever since she last bit him, she seemed to run into him quite often.
"Hey, Ninth Princess, what a coincidence! We meet again today~"
Wanwan raised her little head and looked at her second brother who was smiling brightly at her with his teeth bared.
"Hello, Second Brother."
[No, why do I keep running into this Second Prince everywhere? Does he have nothing to do all day? He's just wandering around with nothing to do.]
Xiao Moqing: "..."
Little brat, I am the chosen one, so you should behave properly when talking to me, the chosen one.