Chapter 7 — The Little Princess and the Tyrant

The old eunuch, who was in his sixties, shook his hand, poked him on the forehead, and made a red mark: "Don't you have a child?" "Don't you have a child who is smart, smart, active and adorable like that?" "You don't have a child who is smart, agile, lively and lovely, honest and sincere, compliments everyone who meets him, can he still be such a successor?" "If you don't understand morality, this old man also knows a little about punching and kicking. Do you understand?" The minister was intimidated. His legs were weak, he muttered a few words and then as if enlightened: "Successor?" He looked at the tyrant with the gloomy face above, and thought of the honest and pure successor in the mouth of the royal deputy. "The royal daughter?" He immediately stood up and spat at the pair of fathers and sons: "You really deserve to die!" The father saw that the world was lost and did not resist anymore. He's crazy. He looked up and laughed: "You kill me! Kill me! I'm dead, your daughter will die too! When I go to hell to meet her, I will kill that bastard!" Hearing his words, I suddenly felt my vision gradually blur. My chest felt like it was blocked by something, like it was being burned by fire. Between the lips and teeth was filled with the faint, fishy smell of blood. What are you doing? Our consciousness begins to disintegrate. Sometimes it flies east, sometimes it flies west. … Until. Until the chest next to me couldn't stand it anymore, after a series of continuous "creaking and creaking" sounds, finally it exploded with a "bang". Inside jumped out a person. My hair is a mess and it's extremely difficult. He shouted loudly: "The brave eunuch Vuong Cong is too late to come to the rescue!!!" Then he opened the lid of my chest with one hand. The sunlight outside is so bright. Right before touching that warmth, I suddenly lost all my strength. Our world lights up. Falling into endless darkness. …I am a princess. A princess grew up in the palace. We have known that since childhood. But I don't care. Because there are many people who love us. However, when I returned to the familiar cold palace again and saw the woman sitting in the yard, I still couldn't help but be stunned. "Hang Nga, come here. Why are you standing there stupidly?" I always liked going to that lake. Because that's where the brightest star is. At this moment, the star fell in front of my eyes, on the contrary, making me not dare to step forward. "Don't you miss your mother?" She sighed softly, slowly walked over to hold my hand. "Mother misses you very much, misses you very much." "Mother in the sky looking at our Hang Nga, only felt why my daughter is so good? You are smart, brave and kind. With just a little bit of guidance from others, you know what to do to save your father." "I did." changed the outcome.” Mother's palm was very warm. Completely different from each dream. I rubbed against her. Brush again. Finally, he threw himself into her arms. Tears flowed from my eye sockets, I choked: "Mother, you are the one who saved us." "No." She said. "It was you who saved everyone." "Hang Nga, you are mother's pride."... The dream suddenly ended. Pain brings us back to reality. I opened my mouth and breathed loudly, vaguely hearing my father scolding people. "A bunch of useless people! If we can't save the little princess, I will put you all to sleep..."What five? It's so hard to guess. Could it be the year of the ants? Thinking about the Comments I once saw, I couldn't help but giggle. But in the next second, we immediately realized something was wrong. Comments have disappeared. The ending has changed, the male lead probably won't appear anymore. In our lives, we are missing a pair of watching eyes. Also missing every pair of hands that once supported me. I don't feel sorry. Mother has already said it. I can save everyone.

We can also save ourselves. Because I am Ly Hang Nga. Therefore, we still cannot die. … Three days later, I reluctantly opened my eyes. Seeing his emaciated father sitting next to the bed, the Duke was so happy that he cried. The royal deputy secretly wiped away his tears, and the royal doctors were running around because they were finally able to save their lives. "Your Highness is awake! Your Royal Highness is awake!" Father carefully touched my face. But it's more like going through me to see another person. In the end, he said nothing. Just a single tear silently fell. … 【Side story · Ly Hang Nga】 On the fifth day of December, there is snow today. I curled up in a warm blanket, watching the snow outside the window falling flake by flake onto my father's head. Soon he transformed into a handsome little old man. The little old man's headache is gradually improving. Temperament is also much better. He mentioned my mother and calmly said: "It was my fault for her." At that time, he had just ascended the throne and had just fallen in love, determined to marry a commoner girl. But her uncle was powerful and powerful, wanting to compete with her for the royal throne, and repeatedly targeted that girl. Having no choice, he could only take her to the cold palace, hoping to use this method to help her avoid disaster. Who would have thought that as soon as I left, it would be goodbye. People know how I was born. The servants in the cold palace are also hand-selected by you to take care of you. From the beginning, you understood me as my hope. I then asked my father: "Then hopefully like me, can I make a request?" Father: "Don't change your name." "No change, no change." I casually replied: "I just want to hear someone call me grandpa." "..." Father didn't say a word, he immediately picked up the feather broom next to him. My ass tightened, trying to awaken his conscience: "Father, my poison hasn't gone away yet..." "Crap!" "You kicked the child!" "Crap!" "You bastard..." "Crap!" "Hu hu" Full text.