Chapter 42 He is not...Ghost Sister

"How...how can I feel embarrassed about this?"

Wanwan looked at the box full of treasures in front of her. She said she was embarrassed, but her little hands had already touched it uncontrollably.

"Wow~" Looking at the box full of treasures in front of her, which basically contained gold and silver jewellery that women liked, Wanwan's eyes were wide open, but she soon found something wrong.

"How could there be these in the cold palace? Ghost Sister, where did you get these treasures?"

It's too strange to put a box of gold and silver jewellery 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, unexpectedly understood what she meant.

Wanwan: "You mean you found these things from a place and then moved them here?"

The crying ghost smiled and nodded, then floated to her side and turned around, looking like he was waiting for her to compliment him.

"These are not other people's things, are they?" Wanwan looked at the box, which was basically full of 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 good to her and knew that she liked these things, so it sent them to her, but no matter what, these things belonged to others, and they could not steal other people's things.

"Sister Ghost, although I like gold very much, it is wrong to steal other people's things. You should return these things. It's getting late, and I should go back. I'll see you next time."

When the crying ghost heard the little princess asking him to return the things, he thought she didn't like the things he gave her, and a somewhat lonely look appeared in his eyes.

But when he heard the little princess say that she would see him next time, the loneliness in his eyes immediately disappeared, and his eyes brightened. After

Wanwan said this, she waved to the crying ghost in front of her and crawled out from under the broken door on the side.

Wanwan walked on the palace road under the moonlight, and she would leave the cold palace in a few steps.

She turned around and saw the crying ghost who had been following her and escorting her away. She waved at it and said, "We are leaving the cold palace in front. 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 escort her all the way to Furong Palace where she lived. It's not that he couldn't leave the cold palace, but his current body was a ghost. There were door gods on the palace gates, and he couldn't enter as a ghost.

He stood there and watched 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 inadvertently glanced at the dilapidated bronze mirror beside him. Looking at the young man in the mirror with disheveled hair and wearing a white dress like a female ghost, a rare flash of regret flashed in his eyes.

He is not... a ghost sister...

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Wanwan recently discovered that her second brother seemed to be a little bit wrong.

Since she bit him last time, she seemed to run into him often.

"Oh, ninth sister, what a coincidence, I meet him again today~" Wanwan

raised her little head and looked at the second brother in front of her who was grinning at her with his big teeth.

"Hello, second brother."

[No, how come I can run into this second brother everywhere? Does he have nothing to do all day? I am just wandering around]

Xiao Moqing: "..."

Little brat, I am the chosen one, you should correct your attitude when talking to me, the chosen one.