Chapter 1: The Three Princesses of the Mozi Dynasty
Mozi Dynasty
Inside the Royal Palace
Carved fence jade brick, golden and brilliant blue hall, there is an eight-year-old girl living here, looking like a cute and cute pet, very likable.
The queen mother of the Mozi Dynasty had a total of one son and three daughters, two of the three daughters died, and now only one son and one daughter remain.
And this cute little girl is the third daughter of the queen mother, Mo Ziran, and the most favored princess of the Mozi Dynasty.
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A small figure sat on a red rosewood carved chair, and his little hand reached out to the desk next to him, picking up a piece of crystal osmanthus cake and bringing it to his mouth.
After eating several pieces in a row, suddenly the white and tender little face was blue and purple, and rolled from the seat to the ground: "Hmm...... It's so uncomfortable...... Mother, I'm so uncomfortable......"
Hearing her shout, a palace maid in pink clothes ran in, and when she saw the scene in the Blue Palace, she immediately shouted in a panic: "Come on...... Oh no, something happened to the third princess......"
The pink-clothed palace maid shouted, and many people immediately rushed into the Youlan Palace, and it was a mess.
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Mo Ziran felt that her brain was groggy, as if floating in the clouds, there was a white fog all around, she couldn't see anything clearly, it was a feeling of soul floating everywhere, and her spirit was extremely unstable, she couldn't figure out what was wrong with her, she was obviously on the plane, could it be that she fell asleep on the plane, and then dreamed?
There was a sound in my ears, it was very noisy, as if a woman was crying sadly.
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"Woo...... Why am I so miserable...... Two daughters have already left me, do you want to leave your mother too? ”
"Woo...... My poor child...... The queen mother, please you, Ran'er, don't leave the queen mother, okay? ”
A neutral male voice sounded, comforting the crying woman: "Queen, don't cry...... Ran'er is like this, it's her life is not good, alas...... Let's stop arguing with her, let's let her go in peace...... Three days later, we sent her to the Imperial Mausoleum......"
"Father, I don't want Ran'er to leave us like this, please don't send her to the imperial mausoleum, Ran'er will definitely wake up, let's wait, okay?" This time it was a young man's voice that sounded nice and crisp.
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Mo Ziran found that the white mist around her was slowly dissipating, and suddenly someone seemed to grab her hand and pull her hard, and her body fell rapidly.
The feeling of floating in the clouds suddenly disappeared, as if his soul had been put into a container and possessed an entity, and all aspects of instability had stabilized at this time.
A memory that did not belong to him slowly poured into his mind, Mo Ziran opened his eyes suddenly, and the figures of three people appeared in his sight.
A middle-aged man with a serious face in a dragon robe, his whole body exuding a majestic and inviolable momentum, but his eyes were full of pain.
A middle-aged woman whose eyes are swollen from crying and even her makeup is crying.
There was also the stunning young man who was about sixteen or seventeen years old wearing a purple gold crown and a purple moire brocade robe, and the three of them were the people Mo Ziran had seen in that memory that did not belong to him just now.
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"Wake up, wake up...... Father, mother, you see, I said that Ran'er will not leave us, she really woke up......" Seeing that the person who was supposed to die suddenly opened his eyes, the young man grabbed Mo Ziran's hand tightly and shouted excitedly.
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