this 3 years old is a villainess

Chapter 20

My eyes widened, and darkness covered my vision.

My breath was rapid, and my heart was literally beating like it was going to explode.

After a while, the light penetrated into the darkened vision, and the breath that seemed to be cut off returned.

'what.'

Words that were so painful were not written in the book.

Confused, I grabbed my chest and staggered.

And that moment.

It's the first time I've seen a setting like this before starting a novel hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha

Is this a love story between the Emperor and Michelan?

fresh; Grandfather male and dead female;

└Is Michelan the real protagonist?

└No one knows haha

└????

└ Until episode 3, the main character still hasn't appeared.

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what's this.

I looked at the window in front of me like a hologram.

'I think this is a coconut page comment window.'

The comment window on the free site where <Bing.Black.Son> was serialized.

But were there any comments like this?

It was such a bad novel that most of it had less than 3 comments per side.

So I vaguely remember the content.

It was usually a greeting saying [I'll see you well].

'More than that, I started Gaho, but why is the comment window... ... .'

As I looked at the comment window with a stiff face, I burst into laughter at one point.

Because I realized it!

This is my hospice.

'Looking at the comments... ... .'

Curse came from the dungeon.

I just wanted to have a family, so can you just give me something like this?

This crazy novel!

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I was sitting on the bed like I was lying on the bed.

As I stared blankly into the air, the maids glanced at me.

"Lady, do you have any concerns?"

"... ... ."

"Are you struggling with anything?"

"Heidi, life's always going to be hard... ... ."

When I said that, Heidi and Betty panicked and said, "Oh!" and rolled his eyes.

They looked very embarrassed to hear these words coming out of the mouth of a three-year-old.

But that wasn't the point now.

'I'd rather give you something else.'

Like his father, he doesn't even want protection from the offensive system that covers both long and short distances.