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Chapter 1 The birth of the little princess of the direct line (1)

[When traveling through this chaotic world, a generation of queens became slaves, for their own beliefs! For the dignity of slaves! She will surely walk through the snow! Looking northwest! Shoot the Tianlang!]

In an unknown space and space, in a certain space and space domain

A country located in Beichuan, Yangyu, is named North Korea. Their people are martial, their soldiers are strong, brave and good at fighting. Since their ancestors, they have lived a life of stability and stability, taking root and thriving.

In the North Korean Palace

The first long bell in the morning sounded, with a distant and majestic sound.

The heavy and long-standing city gate slowly opened with the bells.

The sun shines, and the new day in Zhenhuang City begins again under the iron-blooded order of the empire.

But this day there are some differences in the palace...

Because the fetus in the womb of the North Korean queen Anyang is in the fertility period, she is now giving birth to her second child in the delivery room.

The greenhouse outside the delivery room seemed to be standing or full of people.

Whether it is the emperor, the concubines, princesses, servants and eunuchs, they all gathered in the warm room outside the delivery room, waiting for the birth of the queen Anyang family.

...

It is now severe winter and flowers are withering.

Outside the window, the snowflakes were flapping, mixed with sorrow and sorrow, falling on the window frame, slowly melting and melting away.

I saw a handsome little boy, four or five years old, wearing a pine green brocade robe, raised his head expressionlessly, slowly stretched out his little white hand, and caught a falling snowflake.

“Um…”

The snowflakes quickly began to melt in his warm palms, turning into water droplets, slipping away from his fingers, leaving a hint of coolness, and the sound he made was so light that it was almost inaudible...

"I really want to go back to Nanyan..."

Standing beside him were two noble ladies who were about to give birth. Seeing the clever and delicate maids behind them carefully supporting the two noble ladies, holding two gorgeous peony-patterned oil paper umbrellas covering the two noble ladies.

The same thick ferret coat on the two of them wrapped around their fat bodies and their big belly, as if the child in their stomachs was about to jump out if they accidentally got out.

Of course, the little boy ignored them, just looked coldly at the snow melting into water droplets on his hands.

"You are the little prince of Nanyan Kingdom Ling Gu's show, right?"

One of the beautiful and noble women was supported by the maid, and walked to the little boy with difficulty as if they were struggling to find it. They asked the cold little boy in a gentle and close voice.

“…”

The little boy's cold face was speechless, and a hint of boredom appeared in his eyes.

"Why don't you speak? A child who looks so smart and cute, and is really lovely~"

Seeing that the little boy ignored her, the lady frowned a little disappointed.

"I said sister! Don't make things difficult for this child like this! I'm so young, my mother died a few days ago. I must be very sad, it's so pitiful..."

Another rich lady who was a little more powerful and heroic, was also supported by her personal maid and walked forward, looking at the little boy with sympathy.

"..." You need to be pitiful!

But the little boy ignored her, just glared at her faintly, and immediately withdrew his gaze.

"It's also... Such a poor child, my mother was killed by an assassin to save the queen..."

Hearing the noble lady beside her say this, the noble lady sighed and said regretfully.
Chapter completed!
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