"Wan'er!" the little prince called softly, thinking Wan'er had woken up. But when he looked down at her, he found her eyes still tightly closed, her thick, slightly curled eyelashes covering her eyelids like a comb. It turned out that what she had just said was just babbling in her sleep...
"Little Prince, come back, please come back!" Wan'er reached out and groped forward, carefully probing ahead. At this moment, the light in her eyes had disappeared, and she could only feel a faint mist in front of her, unable to see anything in the darkness.
“I’ve figured it out. You’re not his sister. You’re the woman in Hua Motian’s heart. However,” a short, plump woman with messy hair stood with her back to Wan’er through the misty fog, “I will squeeze you out of his heart sooner or later.”
"Who are you? How do you know Mo Tian?" Wan'er reached out, trying to gently push away the mist in front of her. However, she found that her fingers had no spiritual power and she couldn't push away the drifting mist at all. She was startled. "Why are you saying this?"
"You can't blame me. Who told you to take away my beloved? I've made up my mind to hand you over to them. Whether you live or die is up to your own fate. Hahaha!" The woman raised her head and laughed wildly, then took a step forward.
"Give it to them! Who are they? Stop right there!" Wan'er tried to chase after them, but after only two steps, she felt a force in front of her that bounced her back with a "bang!" When she tried to move forward again, she found herself surrounded by high walls, with a tightly closed iron gate. Wan'er reached out to push the gate, but she couldn't pull it open or push it open.
"Someone, let me out..." Wan'er raised her hand and pounded on the door frame with all her might. However, no matter how hard she shouted, how numb her hands were, or how much strength she used, it was all in vain.
Wan'er suddenly felt weak all over and sat exhausted on the ground, her pretty face gradually covered with tears...
"Wan'er, go straight out the door, you'll find that old man." A tear trail clung to Wan'er's face. In her dazed state, she felt a warm hand gently covering her cheek...
"Mo Tian, I'm sorry, I lost the Little Prince." He blinked, slowly opening his eyes. Light filled the room; the previously tightly closed iron gate was now ajar, and light was streaming in through the crack…
The door finally opened! Great! I'll go find the Little Prince right now. At this moment, it seems that only the Little Prince is on Wan'er's mind.
Huh? Why is there a set of pajamas covering her? Reaching out to grab the pajamas, Wan'er's eyes lit up with surprise.
"Meow!" She heard the Little Prince's cry. The Little Prince was right beside her, lying on his side...
"Great, you've finally shown up. Let's hurry up and go." Holding the little prince to her chest, Wan'er pushed herself up, pushed open the iron gate, and quickly stepped out of the eerie atmosphere.
Before her lay a long corridor, which appeared to be the only exit. Wan'er strode forward, recalling the words she had heard in her dream. She believed that at the end of this road, there was someone she wanted to see.
"Handsome guy, handsome guy!" Not long after Wan'er left, a figure appeared in front of the open iron gate. It was Qiao Mei. She had come to pick up Hua Motian, but after looking around, she saw her pajamas lying on the ground, but Hua Motian was nowhere to be seen...
"Good heavens, you're really trying to kick me while I'm down!" Qiao Mei bent down to pick up the clothes from the ground, her face full of anger. "I cast an illusion spell on the clothes, so no matter where I ran, I couldn't see the way out. But now you've taken them off. Could it be that you've discovered the secret on them...?"
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