Chapter 1 Catch Her!
Winter of the ninth year of Tianshuo.
Bursts of shrill cries came from the cold palace, which lasted for a long time. Crows flapped their wings and flew high, blowing away the thick snow on the branches.
"Master, the princess is still young, you can't hit her like this!"
Hearing this, Lady Cheng sneered, her eyes filled with hatred, "So what if I beat her? She's my daughter, I can do whatever I want with her. If I beat her to death, who knows, His Majesty might still come to see me."
"Keep fighting!"
In the middle of the courtyard, another little girl was forced to sit on a bench. Sticks hit her again and again. Her pale face suddenly turned even paler. Her cries became weaker and weaker. Suddenly, she vomited blood, fell to the snow, and fainted.
Seeing this, the eunuchs were frightened and stopped, looking at Cheng Meiren in the center with horror, "Master, do you want to continue?"
A glimmer of light flashed across Xihe's fingertips, and passed through her tendons and veins to her limbs and bones. The little girl, who was half-dead just now, suddenly fell off the bench, hugged herself and shrank into the corner.
Everyone was startled by Xihe's action, but Cheng Meiren was the first to react. She sneered, "You're really tough. What are you standing there for? Keep fighting!"
Xihe looked around and immediately made a decision. He dragged his injured body and ran out.
Seeing Xihe resisting, Lady Cheng flew into a rage, "Catch her! Don't let her escape!"
Xihe took advantage of her small size and slipped out when they were not paying attention.
Run, run quickly, only by running away can you survive.
Xihe was originally a minor deity in the spiritual world. Once he was ambushed, he thought he would disappear from the world, but when he opened his eyes, he found himself in a very familiar place.
She traveled into the storybook she used to read when she was a priestess.
The Emperor's Strategy
And she was transformed into the poor little princess who could not live past the age of ten.
Xihe ran forward desperately, but she was injured, so how could she possibly outrun those healthy palace maids? Just as she was about to be caught, she suddenly bumped into someone.
"Ah~" Xihe screamed and fell to the ground, the pain in her body increased a little.
"How dare you! How dare you disturb His Majesty? Back off immediately!"
Sanping looked at Xihe's bloody body and his heart beat in his throat.
Emperor Jingyuan was a bit of a germaphobe. Once, a palace maid accidentally spilled tea, and two drops splashed on Emperor Jingyuan's dragon robe. His Majesty immediately ordered people to drag the palace maid down and chop off her hands.
How could this little kid be so reckless as to bump into something like that? He’s probably going to lose his life!
Emperor Jingyuan looked coldly at the little girl lying at his feet, and the anger he had just accumulated in the court suddenly found a place to vent.
"Where did this filthy thing come from? Drag it down and chop it up!"
Sanping's heart tightened, and he mourned for the poor child for a moment, then asked the guards to take the person away.
The little girl who was knocked down looked at the person in front of her curiously, without any fear of death on her face. She quickly got up and hugged Emperor Jingyuan's thigh, with a smile of surprise on her face, and said in a baby voice:
"Dad... Dad, Xiaoliu is not a dirty thing."
The little dumpling stared blankly at Emperor Jingyuan, as if happy with his own guess.
Emperor Jingyuan frowned. Daddy? Xiaoliu?
Sanping, who was standing next to him, was quick-witted. "Your Majesty, this should be the Sixth Princess, born to Concubine Cheng from the Cold Palace."
Emperor Jingyuan frowned when he thought of Concubine Cheng in the cold palace, but no matter how much he hated Concubine Cheng, this child was indeed his flesh and blood.
(End of this chapter)
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