#Headlines of the Royal Palace: Shen Ci uses the prophecy skill to find food#
Hualalala—
The bean-sized raindrops hit the window of the horse-drawn carriage, the sound of which was like a song of war. Outside the window, screams and sounds of fighting were piercing through the rainy night. The smell of blood spread, with bright red rainwater streaming everywhere.
"Princess, Princess..." The faint voice sounded in Ming Shu's ears.
Ming Shu's consciousness was erratic, and it took a while to settle.
"Princess, are you okay?" The voice trembled, mixed with a bit of despair in the noisy rain.
Ming Shu felt soreness all over. She tried to sit up, but before she could sit properly, an abrupt imbalance made her pitch forward and onto the cold wood.
It hurts!
Are you serious? This world doesn't have to give such a big greeting gift, okay?
"Princess!" The exclamation of the little girl rang.
Then Ming Shu was supported with a pair of trembling hands, the palms covered in cold sweat, showing that the owner of the hands was very scared at this time. Ming Shu looked up but only saw a thin and weak silhouette.
Ming Shu touched the skin that had collided with the wood just now. She sat still by holding onto the wall and leaned over to listen outside.
In addition to the sound of rain, there were cluttered footsteps and the sound of weapons colliding.
The minute I got here I encountered a fight. What an exciting thing.
"Take the princess away, quickly."
An unknown voice suddenly screamed outside, then the carriage abruptly jostled, shaking Ming Shu to the back. This wild running in the rain was definitely more eventful than riding a bouncy car.
Ming Shu's whole body was almost shattered. She grabbed onto every object that could be used as a support, barely stabilizing her body.
Shit. Damn it.
What kind of road killer is driving this carriage? Your license will be revoked, do you know that!
The carriage progressed bumpily for a long time, and other than the sound of rain, there was no fighting. Then the bumps gradually smoothed out, and they seemed to have reached the high road. The carriage stopped after running for a long time again.
There was only the roar of rain from outside. No one opened the door, and no one spoke.
The little girl with Ming Shu had long fainted, and it was impossible to count on her. Ming Shu had to try to push the door open by herself. She was weak and pale now, and almost had no strength.
It took her quite a long time to push the door open. Upon opening the door, the rain poured in, and half of her body was soaked. Ming Shu reached out to block the strong wind and rain, pushing open the jammed carriage door and bent over to get out.
Her entire person was soaked in the heavy rain. The wet, heavy clothes molded to her body, making her uncomfortable.
Surrounded by boundless darkness, vision blocked by curtains of rain, Ming Shu could see nothing but the shadows of some trees and the outlines of the mountains. It was impossible to tell where she was.
So tired... and hungry—I need to find something to eat first.
Ming Shu turned around and prepared to go back to the carriage. Suddenly a sword, gleaming coldly, appeared in the darkness and blocked her way. A voice dripping with sarcasm penetrated the rain. "Your Highness, where do you want to go?"
