Niangniang is a squeamish bag, she must be spoiled!

Chapter 1183 An Untouchable Dream

"It's late, His Majesty wants you by name, you must enter the palace."

The man said a harsh and ruthless sentence, and walked away.

She knelt there, watching that purple figure gradually drifting away, gradually drifting away, gradually blending into the night rain...

That day in Hualou, he was a great hero who descended from the sky. He would rescue her from the sea of ​​suffering when she was in danger, and then carefully collect and keep it in a safe place so that she would not be shocked, suffer, wander around, and have no branches. according to……

She thought he was her reliance in this life.

Unexpectedly, the world collapsed in the blink of an eye, and everything was just a flower in the mirror, the moon in the water, an untouchable dream.

When the screen turned, it was the palace.

In the resplendent and resplendent hall, the old king wore a dragon robe wrapped around a body hollowed out by wine, his eyes were cloudy, his face was swollen, and his lustful eyes were staring at her like a poisonous snake with scrutiny and suspicion.

She was dressed in neon feathers and spun lightly, and her whole body spun like a flower in front of the old king.

The dagger slipped out of her sleeve, she held it in her palm, and greeted the old king's neck without hesitation...

The old king was shocked suddenly, his complexion changed, but it suddenly turned into the face of His Highness Huai Wang...

With a lazy and charming, gentle and affectionate smile on his handsome face, he was looking at her with affection in his eyes for a moment.

The dagger in her hand fell to the ground with a bang, sharp and ear-piercing...

She woke up suddenly, opened her eyes, her eyes were full of shock, she didn't know what night...

……

Master Mei Ran stared at the golden hook incense tent above her head with wide eyes. After looking at it for a long time, she finally moved her dull eyes slowly and turned around.

Mahogany carvings, fox fur cushions, crystal plates, precious blue and white porcelain, beautiful jade sculptures, everything is a bustling golden cave...

Not the refining fire in hell, skeletons, swords, knives and forks, shouting...

She didn't go to hell, but went to heaven?
How can someone like her go to heaven?

The dull eyes blinked slightly, and a maid suddenly broke into her sight. The maid was well-dressed and neatly dressed. She lifted the curtain and called out respectfully and politely, "Girl, are you awake?"

Seeing her familiar attire, Mrs. Meiran suddenly sat up and said in shock, "Who are you?"

The servant girl smiled politely, "The servant girl is..."

Before she finished speaking, a purple figure strode in.

The servant girl immediately saluted respectfully, "My servant has seen the prince."

The man waved his hand and said, "Go down."

"Yes."

The servant girl responded respectfully, bowed and retreated.

The man lifted the curtain, looked at the dull-eyed Mrs. Mei Ran, and said softly, "Are you awake?"

Mrs. Mei Ran was so stunned that she was stunned, and muttered, "Why are you here?"

She had swallowed the poison and was sure to die, how could she still see him?
The man stretched out his big hand, stroked her sluggish face, and said softly, "Xiaomeihua, you're home."

After so many years, he finally took her home.

The man's palm covered her face with thin calluses, there was a slight friction feeling, and the warm feeling spread all over her body at once.

She was startled suddenly, her brain exploded, she swung his hand away, and muttered, "I'm not dead, what, how is it possible?"

The man simply cupped her face with his big hands, looked into her eyes, and said in a low voice, "You're not dead, little plum blossom, you're back home."

"Go home, go home, which home?"

"Prince Huai's Mansion, from now on, Prince Huai's Mansion will be your home."

Since then, no one can take her away.

(End of this chapter)