(MTL)Dressed as the fake princess of the palace

Chapter 11

Chapter 11: Knowing each other in the market (seven)

    The night was pouring in with mist, and the man was as tall as a god in the world. She was so hurt that her vision was blurred, and she felt that he lifted her up at once, and her beautiful brows were wrinkled, "Have you eaten the wedding cake from the palace?"

    It was cold and painful as if there were thousands of ice awls poking in her abdomen. She was speechless and could only shake her head. When he hugged her, a strangeness suddenly rose from the extremely cold abdomen, she actually thought...

    His hand was on her vest, and then a warm feeling rose from there. The warmth became more and more, gradually dispelling the cold pain. As the pain subsided, the eccentric longing grew stronger.

    At this point, she was finally able to speak, "I didn't eat wedding cakes...and I didn't eat anything...I'm sore, cold and painful, but I really want..."

    She wanted a man, but she couldn't say that. Export.

    "What do you want?" he asked.

    She bit her lip, trying desperately to drive the strangeness out of her body, while sticking to him uncontrollably.

    His body was slightly stiff, and his voice was as cold as ice, "It turned out to be my daughter laughing."

    Hearing this, she really wanted to vomit. What a lotus flower girl smiles, it sounds like the same thing, it is definitely not a good thing.

    "...What is a daughter's smile?"

    "Daughter's smile is the secret medicine of the empty mirror door." His eyes became extremely cold, pulling her away from him.

    Plant this poison in the body of a newborn baby girl, and the poison will slowly change as the baby grows up, germinating like a seed and forming a bud. Until the baby girl is eighteen years old, the flowers are at their most toxic when they are in bloom.

    The woman who was planted with the poison of daughter's laughter was called the Red Girl. The red girl is rare, and her physique is extraordinary. It was a carefully selected baby girl, nine out of ten died in infancy. The red girl who lives to adulthood is the most powerful weapon of Kongjingmen, killing invisible. The man who died of poisoning was suffering from equine wind disease after death, and he was sure to lose his reputation.

    She hugged her body, "Will this poison kill you?"

    He stood up slowly and looked at her condescendingly, "This poison usually occurs once a month. If you take the antidote regularly, it will not be fatal."

    She remembered in a trance why she passed through, it was because the original owner vomited blood and fainted. past. Could it be that the original owner did not take the antidote regularly, so he died from the poison. If she is really someone in the secret door...

    "If I say that I have forgotten everything from the past, I don't even know that I was poisoned, and I don't know who gave me the poison, and I don't know who I am? I don't even remember what happened in the palace, let alone what I was going to do, believe it or not?"     She looked at him, her almond eyes full of bitterness. I had a hard life in my previous life, and I was busy like a top every day. There is no time to grieve, no time to complain. After she died from overwork, she took on such an identity. She didn't understand why she would cross over?     He was originally a person who didn't believe in ghosts and gods, but there were some things that people had to believe in reliving one's life. He didn't know who she was, and he had never heard the ghost stories she told. She said she didn't remember who she was, nor her past, nor what she was going to do. If she is not a reborn person like herself, then who is she? Where did it come from?     His silence made her laugh bitterly, "...Oh, I know you may not believe it, I don't know why it is. Anyway, I don't know anything about the past... What a lotus flower girl laughs, I can be considered long. Knowledge. I bet that the drug maker who can take such a name must be a woman. Why do women make trouble for women? In fact, it is women who make trouble for women."     Only women can think of beautiful ways to die, and only dead people can think of Hei Lian Bai Lian and her daughter laughed.     "You really don't remember anything?" he asked.     "Yes." she replied.     In the long silence, she endured the pain and longing of her body. Just when she thought she couldn't take it anymore and was about to faint, he squatted down again and put a palm on her back. The back warmed up again, and the cold pain slowly dissipated.     She couldn't help but smile, "Thank you."     He lowered his eyes, "Daughter's smile is different from the lotus flower, it can be cured without medicine."