Subsequently.

The story goes from fairy tales to reality.

Relative.

Tragedy struck.

A man who wants to get a princess.

its fate

Memory stagnation.

Shen Anqing returned to reality.

Her eyes widened as she looked incredulously at the figure of the girl opposite. She was still intoxicated with her memory, her eyes closed, tears gathering in the corners of her eyes. Her long golden hair fluttered in the wind, and her fair face reflected a faint light.

The maid who accompanied her in the morning returned, and she was accompanied by a tall witch, who hurried into the palace with their suitcases. She stood blankly by the rose garden, looking back at what she had just seen.

Afternoon.

She lay down on the hospital bed again, and the witch beside her kept smearing the smelly powdered particles around her, she didn't understand the witch's intentions, only that the witch kept chanting incantations, as if she was going to perform some powerful magic.

Ultimately.

Nothing happened.

If.

It's a thing of the past.

She must be playing tricks.

When she was a child, there was a legend of Taoist priests to exorcise evil spirits. There are also bald monks holding Buddhist beads, chanting Amitabha Buddha all day long. The knowledgeable people thought it was superstition and could not believe it, but the village elders denied it, believing that there were also some enlightened people in the sect and that it was the result of spiritual practice.

Either way, she didn't want to debunk that witch's qiē. The maid clinged to her ear, "Is Your Highness the Princess better?" Miss Anna is the best wizard in the country, and I believe she will be able to restore the memory of Her Highness." ”

Shen Anqing calmed down, and she nodded slightly at the maid with a smile on her face. The maid stood aside in confusion and whispered to the witch beside her, "It's strange, how did the princess become so easy-going, her temperament seems to be better than before, is it the power of magic?"

I know why I don't demolish that witch Anna. The sarcastic voice in her heart made Shen Anqing a little surprised, but in an instant, she felt a pain like a tear in her head, and the two memories in her mind were forcibly blended together.

She covered her head in pain and spread it out on the bed. Even that didn't relieve the pain in her head.

The maid stood to the side, bewildered.

The shrine maiden's face was a little ugly, and she waved her wand in her hand as if she wanted to perform magic again.

Her mind continued to be filled with memories, only this time, not only the memories, but also herself, seemed to be divided into two completely different individuals. At this moment, the memory in her mind is when she was in AT&S, the girl who struggled for her studies and dreams every day. After a while, it was replaced by Her Royal Highness the Honourable Princess of Buenros. The two identities squeeze each other, deform, and distort.

Scared?

This endless darkness

This is the truest side of my heart.

And also.

Front.

A dream that I can't get rid of.

The two selves struggle with each other.

Let.

She is reincarnated between life and death.

Maybe.

Only death.

to be liberated.

Darkness deep down is.

He.

The boy from a distant world.

He has.

A face as soft as cherry blossoms, clear eyes, and pale pink lips like roses.

The purpose of his coming.

For her.

Even if it is dark in front of you, you can find your way back, because he is the light that illuminates the heart.

Only he can take me away.

This.

A dream of infinite reincarnation. (To be continued)