The daily life of the little princess of the royal group

"no no no!"

Mingyang lay in bed, sweating profusely, mumbling. His brow furrowed, as if he had dreamed of something painful.

"Brother, brother? Are you okay?" Minghao, who was standing by, was awakened by his shouting. He nudged Mingyang and saw that his brother didn't respond and was still dreaming, so he stood up and shook him awake.

Mingyang suddenly woke up the next moment and began to breathe deeply like a drowning person being rescued from the water.

"Brother, are you okay? Did you have a nightmare?" Minghao asked, rubbing his blurry eyes.

"It's okay, thank you." Mingyang's breathing was rapid, but he still patted Minghao gently, letting him fall asleep again, "Go to sleep."

Only when he heard the sound of even breathing from his brother beside him did Mingyang sit up, get off the bed, and pour himself a cup of tea at the table.

After drinking a cup of herbal tea, my mind feels much clearer.

Last night the noise lasted until the end of the first hour, and Jiang Mengrou asked the servants to go and have a good rest before returning to their duties.

At this moment, it looked like it was already morning outside, but tomorrow had not yet arrived. Looking out, all I could see was a vast expanse of white.

Mingyang took off his sweat-soaked clothes, wiped them briefly, and changed into fresh clothes. He couldn't sleep anymore, so he sat by the window, his mind filled with the scene from his dream.

"Hurry, come here with your sword!" The woman's stubborn and fragile voice sounded.

He picked up the blood-stained sword that had fallen to the ground with trembling hands, feeling a sense of familiarity and resistance.

"Brother, I can't stand it anymore, kill me! Brother." The woman in front of him pleaded in pain.

"I, I, but I can't do it..." The sword in his hand fell again. "Hold on a little longer, huh? We must find another way, we must."

"Ugh." The person in front of him vomited blood. The bright red blood was shocking. Mingyang immediately went forward and hugged her. "Sister, wait a little longer. Brother will definitely find a way!"

But the woman quickly picked up the sword, wrapped it in his hand, and stabbed it into her chest...

"don't want!!!"

The sound of weapons clashing stopped instantly, and voices came from all directions, "No!"

The woman seemed to have lost her hearing, but she knew that many people were saying goodbye to her. She smiled with relief, "Brother, I feel so bad. Brother, this is all I can do. I'm so tired..."

"No!!!" Mingyang didn't know why he had such familiar and painful feelings towards this complete stranger in front of him.

Before he could even think, the person in his arms turned into petals and leaves, scattering in the air until they disappeared...

Even though he was awake now, Mingyang still felt a little breathless when he thought about this. He covered his chest, his heart aching as if it was being torn apart.

Could it be that I’ve read too many strange stories recently?

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A few days later.

"Mingyue, my father said we have to get off the boat early tomorrow morning." Yu Youyou ran into Mingyue's room with red eyes.

Mingyue hadn't gotten up yet, dreaming of a beautiful woman in her arms, when she was suddenly hugged tightly by the real beauty. She had initially thought it was some scoundrel, but when she heard the familiar sobbing, she realized it was Yu Youyou.

Mingyue rubbed her eyes quietly, especially to avoid letting the beautiful sister see her eye mucus, after all, she had enough of an idol burden. "Sister Yu, so soon?" Mingyue sat up.

Yu Youyou still clung tightly to Mingyue. It was really uncomfortable to be hugged like this. "Sister Yu, take off your coat and get on the bed. Let's chat together."

"Huh?" Yu Youyou's eyes lit up when she heard that. After all, she had heard that families with sisters would always lie on the bed and chat with each other, but she had never tried it before. She was eager to try it, but she was also a little shy. A blush spread from her ears to her face.

Mingyue was delighted to see her shy look. She could finally understand how those men felt towards the young and inexperienced girl.

Like a bandit leader, he dragged her to the bed, pinched Yu Youyou's chin, and said in a greasy voice, "Little beauty~"

Yu Youyou was amused by her behavior and wiped her tears. "How did you learn this trick, little kid?"

Then she stared at Zhizhi and Taotao and said in feigned anger, "Could it be that you two were gossiping in front of your young lady? You've led a good girl astray."

Zhizhi and Taotao waved their hands hurriedly, looking terrified, "It's not us, it's not us!"

The four of them burst into laughter, "Hahahahahahaha." The heavy atmosphere just now disappeared without a trace.

Mingyue and Yu Youyou held hands in bed, resting their heads on the same pillow. "Mingyue, do you think we will meet again?"

"Of course! We are only a few years old, not in our seventies or eighties. Besides, Minzhou and Yuhang are not far apart, and my brother will go to Yuhang to study in the future." Mingyue patted his chest, looking confident of victory.

"Oh? Which brother?" Yu Youyou asked curiously.

"Of course it's my eldest brother!" Mingyue talked about her eldest brother Mingyang incessantly. "Sister Yu, do you know how old my eldest brother is?"

Yu Youyou really didn't know the birthday of Princess Yongle's eldest son. She only knew that he seemed to be younger than her.

"Hmm... let me guess. Your eldest brother looks half a head taller than me. He's polite and kind. I think he should be around ten years old."

Mingyue nodded. "You wouldn't believe it, my eldest brother is already eleven years old! He has been a disciple of Master Li since he was young, and it has been many years now!"

"Mr. Li? The great scholar Mr. Li?" Yu Youyou was a little shocked. She heard that Mr. Li was aloof from worldly affairs. Even if a person was a member of the royal family, it would be useless if he did not meet his standards, no matter how powerful or wealthy his family was.

Mingyue’s brother was accepted as a disciple at such a young age. What a powerful person he must be!

"Of course!" Mingyue raised her head proudly, "My eldest brother is the best brother in the world!"

At this moment, there was a slight movement outside the door. Taotao's eyes looked there instantly, locking onto the target, but then relaxed. She felt that it was her two young masters outside the door.

"Miss, you only praise the young master. The second young master will be jealous when he finds out." Taotao said to herself, Miss! Hurry up and comfort the second young master, he's going crazy with jealousy!

Mingyue obviously didn't get Taotao's meaning. She pouted and thought about her naughty second brother...

"Second brother, he loves to play the most, jumping up and down all the time, always making parents angry, and sometimes even big brother has to clean up his mess. He's not very sensible."