PFC Chapter 55 Dream
Chapter 55 Dream
Half an hour later, the book had been turned to the last page.
There was not a single word on the back cover. Princess Zhaoyang checked it three times, "Gone? How could it be gone?"
The sound of quarreling woke up Zhong Ning, who was slumped in the chair and drowsy.
She stood up and explained to Princess Zhaoyang, "Your Highness, this storybook is still being serialized. Only three volumes have been published so far. I am not talented enough, but I was able to snatch this one."
What a joke. Her words are so popular, of course she has to use hunger marketing. Things that are easily obtained will not be cherished.
"I want to see the last two volumes now. Guard Zhong, who is the author of this article? I want to summon him!"
Zhong Ning: ???
"I will lock him up until he finishes writing the book!"
Princess Zhaoyang gritted her teeth in anger. It was the first time she had encountered such a wonderful storybook, but there was no sequel.
Zhong Ning was stunned on the spot, full of regret.
This is indeed a crazy woman.
Not only is she crazy, she can also drive others crazy!
Just as he was about to say something, he saw Princess Zhaoyang begin to feel sad again, tears streaming down her face.
"I am just like this White Lady, deeply in love with Xiao Lang. It's a pity that White Lady was able to marry Xu Xian, but I don't know where my Xiao Lang is now."
Zhong Ning: ………
Xiao Lang, Xiao Lang, Xiao your uncle’s Lang!
If you knew that according to the original plan, you were killed by your Xiao Lang himself, how would you feel?
"Your Highness is so sad. I don't know how to comfort you. So I just want to ask, what can you do to stop crying?"
"I'm feeling depressed and want to go out for a walk!"
"no!"
"Wow, Xiao Lang!" She cried even louder.
While crying, she secretly looked at Zhong Ning.
Zhong Ning was so angry that he laughed, "I'll think of a way!"
Princess Zhaoyang's eyes lit up and she stood up excitedly. Then she thought of something and sat back down, her voice extremely helpless:
"Although I haven't gone out, I know that the Qionghua Pavilion is heavily guarded, and Lord Qi wouldn't allow me to go out and take risks!"
"Lord Qi is concerned about the safety of Her Royal Highness the Princess."
"I know that, but I really want to go out for a walk!" Princess Zhaoyang had a pleading look in her eyes.
Zhong Ning had no choice but to appease:
"Your Highness, why don't you go to the palace and rest for a while? When Lord Qi returns, I will report to him and will definitely find a way to make him relent. At least let Your Highness go out and have some fun before returning to the capital!"
"Alright, I'm really tired, so I'll go in and rest first."
Princess Zhaoyang stood up, holding onto the phoenix chair. A hint of sleepiness crossed her brows. Before turning around, she confirmed with Zhong Ning, "Then you must remember this!"
"Don't worry!" Zhong Ning said as he helped the person walk towards the inner hall.
Go to sleep, you won’t cry when you fall asleep. Crying all the time really hurts your eyes.
It’s not right to persuade, and it’s not right not to persuade.
She couldn't let Xiao Yu come back to life.
Mo Xin was still kneeling in the yard, so the task of helping the princess fall asleep fell on Zhong Ning.
She patiently settled the person down before sitting down at the desk not far from her bedroom. She took out her pen, ink, paper, and inkstone from the space and started writing the story again.
Since she had already promised Qi Yu to escort Princess Zhaoyang all the way back to the capital, she had to at least finish the story before returning to the capital.
The fourth volume has been completed and I am now working on the fifth volume.
Each volume has only about twenty chapters. Try to keep the content brief and finish it in about six volumes.
The fourth volume describes the story from the flooding of Jinshan Mountain to the imprisonment in Lei Feng Tower.
The fifth volume will describe Xu Shilin's growth path and his acquaintance and meeting with Hu Meiniang.
Zhong Ning listened to the subtle breathing sounds in the bedroom and began to write: Twenty years later, on Qibao Mountain, a handsome young man was sitting on the top of a tree...
Zhong Ning recalled the plot in his mind and wrote faster and faster.
Suddenly, a scream was heard, causing her pen to pause and ink to drip onto the paper, staining it.
She had no time to pack up, so she waved her hand and put all the things back into the space, and then rushed into the bedroom impatiently.
At this time, Princess Zhaoyang seemed to be awakened by a nightmare.
Tears were hanging on her pink little face, and she was curled up, trembling in panic.
Zhong Ning sat next to her and asked cautiously, "Did you have a nightmare?"
When Princess Zhaoyang heard the voice, she looked up suddenly and seemed to remember that the person in front of her was her newly appointed female guard. She couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
She gathered herself together, then turned to Zhong Ning again, her voice extremely cold: "When will Qi Yu return? I have something to ask him!"
Zhong Ning raised an eyebrow slightly, "Your Highness, if you have anything to say, it's the same if you ask me!"
Princess Zhaoyang paused for a moment, a hint of coldness flashing across her beautiful eyes. Her slender fingers tightly grasped the Shu brocade bed cover, and then she said in a hoarse voice, "Does Guard Zhong know anything?"
"I only know that someone in the city is trying to assassinate the princess. Your Highness is in great danger. If necessary, try not to put yourself in danger!"
"Guard Zhong, you're joking," Princess Zhaoyang said in a cold voice, as if the panic she had just experienced didn't exist. "I actually think that instead of guarding against a sneak attack, it would be better to lure him into the game!"
"What do you mean, princess?"
"For the greater good of our country, I am willing to risk my life!" Princess Zhaoyang said in a calm voice, a hint of shame in her voice. "Master Qi is right. If I hadn't been so willful, how could I have put myself in such a situation?"
Zhong Ning: …
Zhong Ning is a little dazed now.
That spoiled, willful, and love-brained girl would actually say such righteous words?
The difference between the two was so huge that for a moment I couldn't tell which one was the real Princess Zhaoyang!
Zhong Ning stared at her suspiciously, as if he wanted to see the elegant and graceful lady in front of him clearly.
Princess Zhaoyang saw her like this and seemed to understand her doubts. She casually gathered her drooping black hair and said, "Xiao Yu, perhaps he has already died!"
Zhong Ning's pupils shrank slightly and his eyes widened.
Of course she knew that Xiao Yu was dead, because she was the one who killed him.
But how could Princess Zhaoyang know?
Even Qi Yu doesn’t know whether Xiao Yu is dead or alive?
"I didn't know at first. That day, it happened suddenly and I was terrified. Then I spotted the Northern Di secret guards next door. At that time, I just thought Xiao Yu might have died at the hands of the Northern Di secret guards."
"But then I thought, what are they trying to do? Even if they want to destroy the marriage, the one they should kill should be me!"
"But just now, I had a dream!"
"In my dream, I was bewitched by Xiao Yu and eloped with him, but my father discovered me and sent the Black Dragon Guard to bring me back. Xiao Yu was outmatched and killed me with his own hands, thus ending the possibility of a marriage between our two countries."
"I have just learned that he is not the heir of the Marquis of Yongyi, but the eighth prince of Beidi, who has been ordered to hide in Shengjing since he was young."