Chapter 2 — The Little Princess and the Tyrant

"Don't move! Check yourself well!" - The person shouted. I was not convinced, turned away and didn't want to look at him, but Comment in front of me kept jumping out to provoke me. 【Hell is empty, the King of Hell is in the human world.】 【How disgusting, I didn't see it before, the little princess is the living King of Hell!】 【What if the King of Hell is alive? In the end, I was still suppressed by my father.】 【I'm dying of laughter, this beating really isn't unfair at all.】 I was so angry that I blew my hair on my forehead until my eyes widened. Behind him, the royal guard reported to his father: "The female official who always serves by your little highness's side has had her identity impersonated by someone else. Perhaps this morning took advantage of the chaos." His father's voice was filled with impatience: "With so many people around him, no one noticed anything unusual?" The guard replied: "She is wearing a human skin mask. Even if her behavior is unusual, if she is discovered, she can use the excuse of not being able to stay away from her little highness to pass by." face." "So where are you?" "Already dead, poisoned and dead." I used the corner of my eye to see my father starting to rub his temples. He laughed coldly: "He's dead? Don't say he's dead, even if it's buried in the ground, you still have to dig it up and sleep..." As if realizing something was wrong, he suddenly stopped. 【What five? It's hard to guess, could it be five ants?】 【At this point, it looks a bit like a tyrant. Unfortunately, it was because he not only treated human life like trash but also insulted the body, one thing after another piled up, and finally lost all the people's hearts.】 I nervously clenched my palms, hearing the guard ask in confusion: "Your Majesty, are you going to kill criminals?" I immediately stood up straight, without moving, staring at the wall in front of me. Only then did his father feel reassured: "Follow this clue, clean up all the dirty things in the palace." "And more..." - he gritted his teeth, word after word came out: "An inhumane prince cannot keep the world. As an emperor, you must put kindness first. Ly Hang Nga, do you remember?!"... Father said, respecting Chu mama for taking care of me for so many years, he will take her body back to her homeland. Fallen leaves return to their roots, that is the return home that all exiles long for the most. I then asked him: "So where is my destination?" Father did not answer, he just stared at the Tao Te Ching above my head and laughed forever. The next morning, it wasn't even dawn yet, and I was bundled up with books and body and thrown into the school building. The deputy who taught me how to read is sixty years old and is a skinny old man with a goatee. When I arrived, he was arguing fiercely with Duke Wang. You definitely have a conflict with my father, so you don't look at me as well. At this time, he coldly snorted and finished the unfinished sentence: "If your little highness is a rotten piece of wood, I would rather die than waste my time on you!" I shook my head and sincerely reminded: "The Grand Deputy, my history is quite good."... The Grand Deputy is actually a good person, just a bit impatient. To the question you gave, I can only answer two questions. He was anxious to find my father to explain: "I'd rather die than strangle that dog emperor first!!" Just as my father had just returned to court, passing by the school, he suddenly got excited and wanted to visit me. What a coincidence, he heard every word. The already sporadic comments immediately skyrocketed. 【What should I do if I talk bad about someone behind their back and get caught in the act?】 【It's over, it's over, this time the eunuch is really going to an early grave.】 【This old man is really a pity. He was a true loyal servant, single-handedly prolonging the tyrant's life for more than half a year, and in the end he even committed suicide.】 【If he were today

If I die, I'm afraid the tyrant will be overthrown tomorrow.】 My cold sweat broke out. What?! My father is about to be overthrown? So don't we have to die too?? Impossible! I can't die yet! I was racking my brain trying to figure out how to save the old man's life, and at the same time save my father's life, mainly to save my life, when I saw my father's face turn from black to white, white to black. Finally, he fiercely pinched his thigh, forcing out a smile that made people shiver. "Hang Nga, you see, father is very respectful of his teacher, so you must also learn from father, understand?" My cold sweat flowed backward. The Grand Deputy blew his beard and suddenly rushed forward to block in front of me. "You stay away from her!" He angrily criticized: "What have you taught her? She's obviously so innocent and active, so smart and obedient, is there anyone who can be a father like you?!" The royal father was scolded, looked at me in confusion and asked: "What did you do?" I also felt wronged: "You haven't had time to do anything yet?" The Grand Deputy completely ignored our eye exchange, or maybe he did. when he basically didn't realize it. He just kept punching his chest and stomping his feet. "I asked your little royal highness if you have ever read poetry. What do you think your highness will answer?" The royal father hesitated: "He has never read poetry? That's right, I threw him into the cold palace when he was young..." The royal deputy interrupted with an expressionless face: "Your highness said you know Vinh Nga." The royal father immediately breathed a sigh of relief, the hand that was pinching his thigh finally loosened: "Isn't that so?" Isn't that good? Nga Nga Nga, Song Toward Thien Ca..." White hair with green water, Red palm with eight green palms. *Translation: Singing, bending your neck toward the sky. White feathers float on the blue water surface, Pink feet swim to create clear waves.