Peerless favorite: the first princess

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Even in the dream, he was desperately chasing after him.She doesn't seem to belong to this world.

"Okay then." Nan Junnuo nodded and agreed, but he didn't know if he could convey the message he wanted to convey to her.

Nan Chenyu stopped talking, looked down at his palm, held it and stretched it.This time, I don't know if I can change it, if I can grasp it...

"Cough cough cough...cough cough cough..." From the depths of the dungeon, there was a violent coughing sound, which made people jump in fear.Deep in the corridor, in a small cell, a white figure sat with his back facing the cell, his slender body trembling slightly from coughing. [

After finally stopping coughing, and wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Meng Wanhua turned around, leaning his whole body against the wall, holding onto the front of his chest with one hand, panting desperately.His face as pale as snow was half covered by some disheveled hair, which made people feel weird and gloomy.

The cell is not big, and there is a small skylight on the high wall in the corner, and there will be a few rays of sunlight coming in at noon.Perhaps it was because she was a princess, and someone cleared the guards of the cell. The grass bed was covered with quilts, and there were neatly stacked quilts on it. There was a dilapidated low wooden table not far from the grass bed. An old teapot and cups.

After the violent panting, Meng Wanhua calmed down and straightened her hair.Although she stayed in this cell for a few days, she couldn't see the slightest bit of embarrassment and decadence from her body, she was still cold and lonely like a banished fairy from outside the world.It's just that the darkness and dampness of this cell caused her internal injuries that had not fully healed to flare up again. The simple thing is that the poison has been completely cleared, otherwise she might die of pain in this cell before the emperor's judgment.

When things got to this point, she actually guessed a little bit, and she didn't care how she would be executed.Looking down at the shackles on her hands and feet, she suddenly wanted to laugh.The cage that she always wanted to escape, the shackles that she always wanted to break free, seemed to be mocking her twisted fate.

Powerless, helpless, helpless.

There was a slight sound of footsteps walking in, raised his head and looked up slowly, dressed in white, clean and elegant.Then there was a familiar yet unfamiliar handsome face shaking in his pupils.

Great Qi King?Meng Wanhua has momentary doubts.How could this person come here at this time, and the prison is so heavy that he can't enter without the emperor's word, so how did he get in.