Rebirth of the princess: the black-bellied crazy doctor

After traveling through time, she was favored by three thousand people in Prince Rong's palace. Now, she only comes to the imperial city alone. Ning Su smiles and raises her lips. It's just a loss of love. However, she underestimated the ancients and always thought that modern people are smarter than ancient people. How did she know that she would end up in the end?

Being fooled around.

That man is really smart, scheming, and can even win an Oscar for his tricks, but it doesn't matter, it's a new beginning in the imperial city, no one in this world can't live without anyone, King Rong, Rong Pei Jin, from now on,

A stranger to you.

Although Ning Su was just an abandoned son of King Rong, the steward was still respectful to Ning Su. The room he prepared was the largest in the village. The fire pit had been burned early. You could feel it when you opened the door and walked in.

The heat melted away the chill all over his body, and it seemed that the coldness in his bones was melted by the warmth.

"Miss, we will enter the city the day after tomorrow at the latest." Mei Xue poured a cup of tea, and the faint fragrance of tea filled the air. But after all, it is just a village, and the tea leaves are incomparable to the prince's valuable Xue Ya. She just thought

In the current situation, even though she felt sad in her heart, Mei Xue still did not dare to show it at all, for fear that she would be saddened by the situation.

The celadon teacup was warmed by the hot water, and it felt very comfortable in the palm of her hand. Ning Su lowered her head and took a sip of tea, moistening her hoarse voice because it was not suitable for the dry and cold climate in the north. She smiled gently, "Don't worry too much, we're in."

Palace, we are here on behalf of Prince Rong’s Palace. Even if the Emperor knows that he has been deceived, he will understand that I am also one of the people who were deceived. We share the same problem. The Emperor will not be too harsh on me and may send us out of the palace.

Feel free to find a place to settle."

When Sanqian Favor was pushed to the forefront, Ning Su even remembered that night when she was kidnapped due to a moment of inadvertence. Under the night, the man was furious, and in his violent anger was full of worry and affection for himself.

For her own sake, she even took the poison thrown by the killer, and her life was hanging by a thread. Fortunately, Gu Fengbai, the fifth-grade alchemist, arrived and detoxified the poison. At that time, Ning Su was thinking, when a man is willing to ignore his own life for you

Life, life and death depend on each other, never leave, and the sense of alienation from traveling into this strange era disappeared in that moment.

It's a pity that now that I think about it, it was just a play, and I stupidly entered the play, made love, and gave my love. Only now did I realize that I had not noticed from the beginning to the end that the noble, cold and arrogant man was just using me as his own.

Treat me as a chess piece, gain a lesson and gain wisdom. The ancients have not deceived me. Damn it, the price paid is too high!

Ning Su played with the tea cup in her hand, her smile still there, suppressing the heart-wrenching pain in her chest, looking at the worried Mei Xuedao, her heart warmed up, and she laughed loudly, "You have forgotten that your lady, although I am a useless person in cultivation,

, but he is a fourth-grade alchemist, the imperial city is rich, and Mei Xue, we can start living our own life again."

Mei Xue's eyes lit up, and then she nodded happily, yes, how could she have forgotten that the young lady is different from herself? Although they were both maids at the beginning, the young lady knows so much and can make so much money in the blink of an eye.

Lingshi, so even if you arrive in the imperial city, you don't have to worry about living.

Seeing the bright smile on Mei Xue's face, Ning Su also smiled. Her heart still ached with pain, but time will take away the memories of the past. Those who once loved and hated will one day pass by each other.

Passing by, like a passerby.