Royal Metaphysical Little Milk Group, Eight Brothers Line Up to Spoil Her

Modern five-and-a-half-year-old Su Miao'er, with supernatural abilities, transmigrated to ancient times, becoming a pitiful little princess with an unknown background in the Cold Palace. A bunc...

Chapter 52 No! Bad luck!

In her previous life, she replaced Shuangbao's identity and enjoyed a life of luxury as a princess in the palace for more than ten years.

But in the end, as soon as Su Chushuang entered the palace, he took away everything that belonged to her.

She also tried to resist, wanting to kill Su Chushuang and take everything back.

But in the end, she died miserably at the hands of Su Chushuang...

So after discovering that she was reborn, the first thing she did was to find a way to make Su Chushuang, who was only three and a half years old, die in the Su family.

Unexpectedly, Su Chushuang not only did not die, but entered the palace more than ten years earlier, taking away everything she should have enjoyed earlier than in her previous life!

Su Ruyi is now very suspicious.

Was Su Chushuang also reborn?

Otherwise, how could she survive?

This possibility made Su Ruyi tremble with fear all over.

She could not forget the cruel methods used by Su Chushuang in her previous life!

no!

She must see Su Chushuang as soon as possible!

She wanted to make sure and see if Su Chushuang was also reborn!

As long as Su Chushuang has not been reborn, she can use her advantage of foresight to find an opportunity to kill Su Chushuang!

"Mother, let the palace maid prepare a gift and let's go to the Ganqing Palace." Su Ruyi suppressed all the thoughts in her mind and suddenly spoke.

"Ah? What are you going to do in the Qing Palace?"

Su Fei was matching her jewelry in front of the mirror when she heard this and said it casually.

But soon, she suddenly remembered that Xiao Shuangbao was now living there with Emperor Cheng Xuan.

"Ruyi, you don't want to meet that bitch Shuangbao, do you?"

Su Fei frowned.

She threw a string of gemstone beads in her hand onto the dressing table and asked in an unhappy tone, "Why are you going to see her?

"Do you really want me to curry favor with this unlucky person?

"No! It's bad luck!"