Chapter 63: Just a little male protagonist, what a fool!

Concubine Hui is gone just like that!

A mere little Concubine Hui could be so vicious to harm her, isn't that courting death!

Wanwan has now completely understood, although she has become a cannon fodder princess in a book, but who makes her a lucky star?

She can always turn danger into safety, it must be God helping her!

Yes, that's right, it must be like that!

When the legendary male protagonist appears, maybe she can also turn danger into safety.

Just a little male protagonist, what a fool!

Thinking of this, Wanwan even slept soundly.

Half asleep and half awake, she suddenly felt a little cold, and the eerie cold wind blew on her face.

She subconsciously opened her eyes and saw a ghost face close at hand.

"Ah——"

She jumped in fright.

Damn, is it Concubine Hui who turned into a fierce ghost and came to find her?

"Princess, are you okay?"

The palace maid who was keeping watch outside heard the scream of the little princess coming from the bedroom, and hurried in with a lamp. It was not

until the dim bedroom was illuminated that Wanwan looked at her ghost sister standing beside the bed with eyes squinting and looking at her innocently that she realized that a ghost had indeed come to find her.

But it was not Concubine Hui who turned into a fierce ghost, but the crying ghost sister.

She said that even if Concubine Hui turned into a ghost, it would be impossible for her to come to find her.

She wanted to seek revenge on that stinky scumbag father, after all, it was the scumbag father who sent someone to chop off her head.

It had nothing to do with such a lovely child like her.

Wanwan: "I'm fine, I just had a nightmare."

The maid couldn't see dirty things, so naturally she couldn't see the ghost boy standing beside the little princess' bed.

Seeing that the little princess was fine, the maid also retreated respectfully, "Then I'll leave first, princess, if you have anything, just call me."

"Yes." Wanwan nodded, and then pretended to crawl into the quilt. It wasn't

until the maid's footsteps became farther and farther away and the door closed that Wanwan crawled out of the quilt.

Looking at the ghost sister who was still standing by and watching her, she whispered, "Ghost sister, why are you here?"

This is not the cold palace, how could she get here from the cold palace?

The Crying Ghost sniffed, because this body of his died from crying, and the instinct to cry and shed tears could be barely controlled now, but it was not to the point of completely abandoning it.

He sniffed and handed the thing in his hand to her with red eyes.

Wanwan looked at her hand, which was holding something that looked like a few herbs.

"Is this for me?" Wanwan asked.

The Crying Ghost nodded.

He heard that she was poisoned, and this was an herbal detoxification.

"Woo woo woo..." The Crying Ghost handed the herbal medicine to her mouth, as if he wanted her to eat it.

Seeing his action, Wanwan asked tentatively: "Is this an herbal detoxification?"

The Crying Ghost nodded.

Wanwan finally understood that this ghost sister had heard about her poisoning from somewhere and came to give her the herbs to detoxify.

She was like this... She was really crying!

She was too good to her!

Wanwan seriously suspected that this ghost sister had a daughter when she was alive. Now she completely raised her as her daughter.

"Although I'm fine now, I still thank the ghost sister for the herbs. I'll take them~"

Wanwan took the herbs and was about to find a box to put them away. Suddenly, she thought of something and suddenly held the ghost sister's hand.

The cold touch in her palm made Wanwan's eyes brighten, "I can touch you!"

Touch me?

The crying ghost looked at her, his eyes fell on the hand held by the little princess, and his eyes brightened immediately.

Just when Wanwan was feeling very curious, her little face suddenly felt cold, and her chubby cheeks were gently pinched.

But it was only for a moment, and after the pinching, the ghost sister suddenly took a few steps back.

There was a bit of novelty and shock in her eyes.

But soon, she walked in front of her again, and the cold hands fell on her little face, pinching it gently several times.

He can touch her!

He can touch her!

Hehe.

Wanwan didn't know why this ghost sister could suddenly touch her, but she didn't have any ill will towards her.

After the ghost sister found that she could touch her, Wanwan thought that she might treat her as her baby, pinching her little face from time to time, touching her little hands, and touching her head, as if she had got some new toy.

Because she was a ghost sister, Wanwan didn't think anything was wrong and let her pinch her little face and hands, but her hands were really a little cold.

"By the way, ghost sister, how did you get out of the cold palace?"

She clearly remembered that it was not easy for these ghosts to get out of the cold palace. She had seen a ghost get out of the cold palace before, and it turned into ashes on the spot. Hearing

what the little princess said, he didn't know how to explain to her that the cold palace couldn't trap him.

The only thing that scared him was the door gods posted on the doors of the palaces, but recently he found that these door gods all liked to drink.

Just give them some wine, and they will get drunk, and then he can come in~

Wanwan watched the ghost sister pretend to hold something, then pick up the thing and pretend to gulp it down, then plop on the ground, then he jumped up again, and finally...

Anyway, Wanwan was confused and didn't understand it. It made her head hurt a little. I don't know if she's going to grow a brain.

"I'm so sleepy, I'm going to fall asleep, ghost sister, please do as you like."

As she said that, Wanwan couldn't help but yawn, then she lay back on the bed and covered herself with her own quilt. She had a good

sleep all night until dawn.

When she woke up the next day, she found that the ghost sister had already left, but she didn't know when she left.

Wanwan stretched lazily, washed up, and went to eat her favorite pig buns with her dear mother.

She didn't see the figure of the scumbag father today.

[I knew that the stinky scumbag father didn't come to Furong Palace last night, he must have slept at Concubine Li's place]

[Tsk, if you want the stinky scumbag father to be loyal, unless the sow comes--]

"Ouch--"

Wanwan hadn't finished complaining in her heart, and someone suddenly patted her head.

"My dear, you're eating." The voice of the scumbag father came from behind.

Wanwan was shocked by him. If she didn't know that he couldn't hear her scolding him in her heart, Wanwan would have suspected that he deliberately knew that she was saying bad things about him, so he was so cruel.

[Did the scumbag father hit me so hard that he wanted to slap my cute head? ]

The big tyrant heard the little brat's inner voice and realized that he was so angry that he couldn't control his strength.

Let him see, did he really slap this little head?