I traveled all over the three thousand worlds just to meet you

Chapter 156 Tell a Story (19)

Du Sula was picked up the next day, and when she was picked up, she was no longer as arrogant as yesterday.Alisa asked Wei Wei curiously: "What did you tell her, why is she so obedient."

Wei Wei answered the irrelevant question: "Don't you think she is much prettier recently?"

Alisa nodded: "That's right, after returning from the dance."

"I just told her that the reason why she suddenly became so beautiful was because we gave her medicine. With her current appearance, even if she is not as good as Cinderella, she can definitely win the heart of the prince."

This is the truth. The stepmother is a very beautiful woman, and her daughter is not bad either. After taking Cinderella's beauty pill and getting rid of the impurities, her appearance is now not as good as Cinderella, but she is still a stunning beauty. .

"She doesn't seem like a grateful person either." Alyssa murmured to herself.

Smiling softly: "Alyssa, you feel the same way. There is gratitude there. People like her are stubborn and need a beating to become sensible for a few days."

So yesterday I beat her up and told her that this medicine can only last for one month, if she dares to do it, we will stop her medicine and let her return to her original face with spots. "

Alyssa looked at Qingqing dumbfounded: "So simple?"

Nodding lightly: "Of course, to hit a snake seven inches, you have to understand the weakness of the person and hit it with one blow. She just wants to be a prince and concubine and get out of here, but she can be a prince and concubine because we gave her the opportunity, so She didn’t dare to do it.”

Alisa couldn't help giving a thumbs up. Here, Dusula entered the palace, and the prince waited anxiously. Seeing Dusula, he froze for a moment: "That day, it wasn't..."

Just as she was about to say something, Du Sula staggered and fell over. The prince grabbed her subconsciously, only to find that she had landed firmly in his arms. Looking at the beauty in his arms, the more she looked, the more fascinated she became.

Dusula is different from Cinderella. Cinderella has the kind of pure beauty, but Dusula, who has removed body impurities, is a coquettish beauty. Now she fell in the arms of the prince, and she couldn't help but have two emotions on her face. The flowers are red.

"Prince, I twisted my foot and offended you." Dusula said coquettishly, and the prince felt his throat tighten: "Does it hurt? I'll carry you to sit down."

Dusula laughed even more happily. Before going out, Cinderella told her that the medicine given to her has a charm effect, and it will be effective if you get close, and it really works.

Du Sula was carried to the chair, the prince was reluctant to let go at this moment, he directly hugged the person to his lap: "You are so beautiful, what's your name?"

"Dusula, Your Highness, my name is Dusula."

The prince became even more excited: "Your name sounds really nice." He stuck his lips together as he spoke. Du Sula was taken aback for a moment, and then he was kissed. When the guards knocked on the door, Dusula was already lying on the prince's bed.

The prince looked at her sleeping face, and there was a little disappointment in his eyes. It is undeniable that Dusula is indeed beautiful. Even though he has seen many such beauties, there are few who have such good and smooth skin as hers. Let him linger.

But compared to the woman last night, she was obviously more charming and less fairy-like.

Du Sula twitched uneasily, the prince felt impulsive again, he looked at Du Su La, and thought it was better to recognize this prince and concubine, this woman made him addicted, and the beauty last night made people dare not get close, after all After all, he is marrying a wife rather than worshiping a god.

Dusula's status as a prince and concubine was quickly determined, and the palace prepared various ceremonial arrangements. Dusula was so happy that she showed off her might in the palace all day long.

The prince was originally a nobleman, and he didn't take the life of ordinary slaves seriously at all, so he didn't care about her bullying his servants. He could see his natal family before getting married, and it was time to deliver the medicine, so he came over gently.

As soon as he entered the palace, he saw Dusula beating a little girl: "Do you know how to do things? What should I do if my clothes are dirty? Do you want to die? Drag her down and beat her!"

With a slightly cold face, she modified her face, she looked like an ordinary beauty, she stood in place, trembling with the servants who led the way behind her, how come the family of the princess is more fierce than her.

"Qing, Qingqing, why are you here, hehe..." Du Sula suddenly saw Qingqing, and was immediately scared.

Wei Wei suddenly smiled: "It's okay, I came to see you and brought you some good things."

Dusula was happy: "Come in, come in."

He gently handed a pill to her: "This one is more effective. After all, we grew up together. You are getting married, and Cinderella made it specially for you."

Dusula happily took it: "Then thank her." This sentence was rare and sincere, so she didn't stay too long and left after sending it away.

The servants who sent her here were very disappointed. They thought that such a powerful girl could cure the prince and concubine's arrogance, but they didn't expect that they were here to deliver things. It seems that their life is still not very easy.

Dusula couldn't wait to take the medicine. Feeling the impurities discharged from her body, she quickly went into the bathroom and changed two tanks of water before she was clean.

Smelling the extra fragrance on her body, Dusula felt relaxed and happy: "Cinderella is quite capable, and she can also make such things. If there are more good things like this in the future, it doesn't mean that we can't let them Live well."

On the wedding night, the prince was really excited. He looked at Dusula with hot eyes.The two were affectionate and spent a good night together.

When he woke up the next morning, the prince suddenly felt dizzy. He forced himself out of bed, and his symptoms were much relieved.

"Prince, why do you look so ugly?" the attendant asked worriedly.

"It should be because I slept too late yesterday, it's okay, let's go, my father is still waiting."

The prince's body deteriorated day by day, his complexion became paler, and he looked like he had lost too much blood.

Ming appeared at the gate of the palace after the prince left the palace, but the gate guards didn't notice it: "Prince, you didn't go out to play, how did you come back so fast? Where is the princess?"

Ming Yang raised his head: "Something happened, the concubine Wang and the servants are all dead, hurry up and find someone to pick me up, I can't walk anymore."

His voice and appearance were exactly the same as the prince's, and with his similar appearance, no one suspected him at all. The guards rushed in to call for someone, and a group of people brought Ming into the palace of the prince.

Unknowingly, Du Sula had been a prince and concubine for only three months before she died. When the news reached her family, Anatasha was sad for a few days, and then she was relieved. In the past few years, she and her sister Feelings are really thin.

The old king fell ill, and Ming took over the government affairs as the prince. He handled it very well, and no one noticed his abnormality at all. Some veteran officials also said that the prince has become more mature and stable since he got married.

As soon as Yiming finished handling the political affairs, he was called to the old king's bedroom. The old king looked at him with cloudy eyes and said firmly, "You are not a prince, you are the son of the unknown!"

Ming smiled: "No, I am the prince. My father is old and confused. There is no unknown son in the palace."

(End of this chapter)