The Little Princess in the Palace (1)

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Ruan Ruan covered her ears uncomfortably.

That person's voice was pervasive, as clear as if it was engraved in her mind.

The fur on the system's body exploded, and its pair of black green eyes widened.

It stretched out its short little hands hidden in the fur and covered its eyes to peek.

The person was wrapped in several pieces of black cloth. The material was loose but not revealing at all, so his figure could not be seen. One could only vaguely determine that he was a man.

There was a green-faced, fang-shaped mask on his face, as if it was branded on it.

The eyes, nose and mouth are hollowed out, and through the mask it is pure black, which is a bit weird. If you look at it for a long time, you will feel like you are sinking into it.

The whole outfit seemed to be floating on him, which was very strange.

Ruan Ruan looked at him warily——

"Number 46064473, do you admit your guilt?"

It was the same rough voice as before, but the tone was steady and showed a bit of majesty.

The system was forced to float in mid-air, almost at the same height as the man.

"Sir, I plead guilty. I am willing to take all the blame. Please give the host another chance! It was because I left my post without permission that I got into trouble..."

A rough voice interrupted it.

"You must be punished. But no matter how you are punished, it cannot make up for the loss this time. Are you willing to atone for your sins?" The last four words echoed in the entire space, becoming increasingly mournful.

The system immediately agreed happily and was so moved that it almost cried.

"Yes, yes! Sir, please tell me, what should I do?"

He shifted his gaze to Ruan Ruan, and two dark eyes like black holes stared straight at her.

"Capture the protagonist and gain the world's gift..."

"Let's go to the higher plane."

The system hesitated to speak, with an embarrassed look on its face, but it had to agree.

"......yes."

The man in black dissipated like mist, and was still looking at Ruan Ruan until the last moment before he disappeared.

The mask and fabric lost their support and fell.

Ruan Ruan didn't dare to move. She waited until there was completely no movement before she took the system, which was still floating in the air, into her palm again.

The system has a desperate expression.

"What's wrong with you?" Ruan Ruan couldn't see the expression under its fur, but the despair around it was so thick that it seemed to have become real. "The situation doesn't seem to be as terrible as you said."

"Nothing... I thought I was saved, but now it seems I'll just die later. The fate of the protagonist in the advanced world was written long ago and is difficult to change. It's completely different from what we experienced before!!!"

...

"Forget it, let's think positively. Who knows, maybe they will also be moved by the host's charm."

The system cheered up and comforted her.

"In order to increase our chances of success, I decided to give you some simple training!!"

"What training?"

"Of course I'm trying to get you to take the initiative! This is all for the sake of our lives. I'm telling you, you have to study hard..."

...

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Ruan Ruan felt suffocated before she could react.

The cold lake water rushed into my mouth and nose from all directions, my limbs became weak and powerless, and my consciousness gradually disappeared.

Only the stinging pain from her tightly held shoulder blades reminded her that she was still alive.

Just before she lost consciousness, her head was finally lifted up.

It was a very rough method, pulling her hair hard.

Even though he was half conscious, he could still feel the pain of his scalp being pulled, but he was only conscious for a moment.

The guard threw away the broken hair wrapped around his hands, and pressed his two hands on her shoulder blades to pull her hard to prevent her from falling.

In her daze, she heard someone say playfully, "It's time to call the imperial physician!" The voice was faint.

(End of this chapter)

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