Quick Wear: Boss, please stop being so high

The chief steward looked at Fan Yingxue in confusion and said, "Your Highness, what are you talking about? Nothing happened just now!"

After hearing the words of the general manager, Fan Yingxue breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, fortunately, everything that just happened was fake, she just had a dream.

Thinking of this, Fan Yingxue couldn't help rubbing her temples. She seriously suspected that she had a nervous breakdown because she didn't sleep last night.

So, Fan Yingxue closed her eyes, waved her hand and said, "I'm going to the side hall to rest for a while. When I'm done, come and call me."

Before she could finish her words, Fan Yingxue suddenly realized that something was wrong. Why did everything around her suddenly become quiet?

Not to mention the sounds of walking or putting things away, she didn't even hear the most common breathing sound!

Fan Yingxue's hands were shaking slightly, and she didn't dare to open her eyes to see what was happening around her.

But people's instinctive curiosity about unknown things prompted her to open her eyes quickly and take a look.

Fan Yingxue obviously didn't want to open her eyes, but suddenly found that she had opened her eyes unconsciously at some point, staring at the coffin made of golden nanmu wood right in front of her.

Fan Yingxue subconsciously wanted to step back, but it felt as if a piece of ice was stuck on her back.

Then, a cold breath like a candle bone instantly entered her body, instantly making her freeze in place, unable to move at all.

Fan Yingxue was in a panic, not knowing what she was thinking of. She bit her tongue tip hard, and the next second, the smell of blood spread on the tip of her tongue.

Another gust of wind blew by, and the cool air behind Fan Yingxue suddenly disappeared. At the same time, a dizzying feeling came over her.

When Fan Yingxue came to his senses again, he found that he had stood at the front without knowing when. Behind him were the palace maids and ministers.

Fan Yingxue looked at the coffin in front of her with a blank face, and then looked at the people behind her who were lowering their heads and whose faces could not be seen.

For some reason, a deep chill suddenly surged in Fan Yingxue's heart.

She suddenly began to doubt whether she was dreaming or in reality.

If this is real, how did he get to this position? If this is a dream, are those beings behind him still human?

“Your Highness…Your Highness!”

It was a familiar shout again. Fan Yingxue nervously looked in the direction of the voice, but saw the chief steward standing at the gate. He smiled at her and said, "Your Highness, it's time for you to get into the coffin."

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"Boom——"

A roar of thunder that resounded through the sky rang in my ears, and at the same time, lightning that could almost illuminate the sky also fell.

Fan Yingxue stepped back with trembling hands, but bumped into the coffin behind her. She didn't dare to look back, for she was afraid to see her own appearance in the coffin.

The chief steward smiled kindly and walked towards her step by step. As he walked, he said faintly: "Your Highness, why don't you get into the coffin? Your Highness..."

Fan Yingxue watched the scene with his heart beating faster. He wanted to scream, but the sound was blocked in his throat and nothing came out.

Finally, she rolled her eyes and fainted.

"..."

In the empty environment, a person's voice suddenly came:

"Tsk, this guy is too frightened. He fainted just now?"

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"Your Highness...Your Highness...Your Highness——!"

It seemed as if a shout came from far away, awakening the fainted Fan Yingxue. She looked up blankly and saw the chief manager looking at her with a worried look on his face.

Like a conditioned reflex, Fan Yingxue subconsciously slapped the general manager in the face, turning his face red.

In an instant, everyone around couldn't help but gasp, and even the chief executive himself was stunned.

The chief steward stood up breathlessly, his hands shaking in disbelief, and looked at Fan Yingxue and said, "Your Highness, you... do you have any opinion about me?!"

Fan Yingxue was shocked by her own reflexive reaction. She was stunned for a moment, then quickly explained:

"No, no, no, no... No, I... I just had a nightmare and was scared, so I reacted subconsciously and accidentally hurt you, the Chief."

Seeing Fan Yingxue's sincere explanation, the chief executive was stunned for a moment, then nodded doubtfully.

This matter was just exposed and passed.

Although it passed like this, the chief steward saw very clearly that Fan Yingxue's eyes were filled with fear that she was about to be unable to let go.

Seeing that everything seemed to be back on track, Fan Yingxue finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Perhaps it was because Fan Yingxue was the empress's most beloved little princess, so she was kneeling in the position closest to the front.

Fan Yingxue knelt there in a trance, and from time to time, she looked left and right as if she was stimulated by something.

I don’t know how long it took, but when I saw that nothing happened, Fan Yingxue finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Her eyes were vacant and her thoughts were empty. She just wanted to relax quietly and didn't want to think about what to do next or how to do it.

"sough--"

This is the sound of leaves colliding with each other when the wind blows through the treetops.

At the same time, this voice also woke up Fan Yingxue.

She stood up suddenly, only to find herself in a bamboo forest again without her knowing when.

Fan Yingxue's eyes were red and she was about to collapse emotionally.

She stretched out her hands, grabbed her hair, and spoke incoherently: "Where is this? What is going on? Why am I here? This, this, this..."

Seeing that Fan Yingxue was about to collapse, Fan Ziyue stepped out from the side and stood in front of Fan Yingxue.

After seeing the person coming, Fan Yingxue was immediately horrified and couldn't help shouting: "You! How are you still alive? Aren't you dead?!"

After hearing what she said, Fan Ziyue shook her head in disappointment and said, "You are really not my Xue'er..."

Hearing this, Fan Yingxue was stunned for a moment. She tilted her head in confusion and looked at Fan Ziyue and said, "What are you talking about? What do you mean I am not your Xue'er? What do you know?!"

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