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Spirit Of The White Lotus

Tags:#weaktostrong #sweetlove #magical #historical #royal #beauty “I don’t belong here” the girl’s high pitched voice echoed in the room. Her betrothed looked at her in astonishment, then asked calmly. “Where do you belong?” The lady answered valiantly. “I belong deep in the jungle in a garden where a white Lotus glows” “But you’re mine” “No your majesty, I’m not yours.” She stood up. “Good bye crown prince” “Quick blow the red dust” And as soon as she inhaled it, she passed out. ###### That moonless night, a princess was born. However, her mother died just some minutes after the birth of the baby. The emperor was finding it difficult to believe his eyes, he glanced at his beautiful daughter who was still on the hand of her lifeless mother. “You’re evil! Only evil children kills their mother during birth. And you shall never live a life of happiness or joy. Your life shall be inflicted with pains! Mark my words!” little did he knew that each of his words were stamped by a flash of lightning and a gust of strong wind. The cursed princess grew up in the lotus palace and for the 17 years of her life, she never knew how it feels like when one has a mother. She was despised by everyone including her father and step sisters. One day, her nanny informed her that she was getting married to the devil himself! Indeed she hated him at first sight. “You don’t want to marry me?” he asked. She nodded gently. Surprisingly, he hugged her. “Of course you will” But she had one yet simple request. “Your majesty, please can you take me to the white forest?”

huiyin_ing · Fantaisie
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166 Chs

Chapter 83

Xie Peizhi slowly opened her eyes, they met with a pair of calm looking eyes.

‘Who is this? And how dare this person carry the princess?’ she wondered.

“I’m sorry miss, you were falling from your horse and I just wanted to help” the masculine voice apologized while dropping her down from his arms.

Xie Peizhi chuckled, she was glad that the man had saved her, otherwise she might probably be dead by now.

“Thank you young man” she smiled while patting the man’s shoulder.

Xie Peizhi fixed the messy strand of her hair, sighed, then looked towards the direction of the palace.

‘I need to go’ she thought. ‘But how am I going to get my white shoes before the festival?’

Xie Peizhi felt that the white pair of shoes her maid servants had brought for her was too gaudy. It looked much like the shoe of a three year old child.

So she decided to get one herself.

She turned to the young man, thenlooked at him from head to toe.