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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 · 奇幻言情
分數不夠
166 Chs

Chapter 138

The royal carriage came to a halt in front of an old delapidated house with a brown roof.

Xie Peizhi and Helan Qinshang climbed down the carriage, while she held his right hand and opened her fan.

The four armed guards followed them towards the building.

Even if the house looked quite old and ramshackled, Xie Peizhi loved and admired how it was neat and well kept.

There were a few trees in front of the house, a large blue colored bucket, and a bowl filled with clothes.

“Welcome to my home” Helan Qinshang spoke, as he quickly strolled towards the door to knock.

“Mother, are you in there?”

“Who is that?” they heard a voice, and footsteps from the backyard.

Helan Qinshang and Xie Peizhi turned to look at the direction where the voice was coming from.

And they both sighted a quite old looking woman, who was carrying lot’s of woods in her hands.