The Royal Princess (1)

#Headlines of the Royal Palace: Shen Ci uses the prophecy skill to find food#

Hualalala—

The bean-sized raindrops hit the window of the horse-drawn carriage, the sound of which was like a song of war. Outside the window, screams and sounds of fighting were piercing through the rainy night. The smell of blood spread, with bright red rainwater streaming everywhere.

"Princess, Princess…" The faint voice sounded in Ming Shu's ears.

Ming Shu's consciousness was erratic, and it took a while to settle.

"Princess, are you okay?" The voice trembled, mixed with a bit of despair in the noisy rain.

Ming Shu felt soreness all over. She tried to sit up, but before she could sit properly, an abrupt imbalance made her pitch forward and onto the cold wood.

It hurts!

Are you serious? This world doesn't have to give such a big greeting gift, okay?

"Princess!" The exclamation of the little girl rang.