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004 Who am I?

If you wear it, is it clothing or soul wearing?

Thinking of this, Wen Xining couldn't help but touched her face and looked at her hands. There were calluses on her palms that were worn out by frequent grabbing. They were definitely her own hands, and her chest, which was injured by the bomb's airflow, was also feeling a faint pain.

.This body is indeed your own.

So, her body passed through directly?

In this case, why would she be lying here wearing a wedding dress? Also, where is this?

She put away her inexplicable expression, looked at the handsome boy who was looking at her with a pair of big watery eyes with a smile on her face, and said with a hooked finger: "Well, Shuoer is really great, then sister will give you another question.

OK?"

"Okay." The pretty boy nodded without hesitation.

"Tell sister, where is this place?"

When the little handsome boy heard this question, he pursed his lips and said dissatisfiedly: "Sister, do you think I'm stupid? How could I not know where this is? This is..." At this point, he rolled his eyes and suddenly

As if he remembered something, he said nervously: "Oh, I forgot that Aunt Lin didn't allow me to come in here. Sister, Shuo'er is leaving first. I'll answer your question another day."

After finishing speaking, before Wen Xining could react, he had already turned around and ran towards the door. After running a few steps, he turned back and said: "Sister, don't tell Lin Momo about seeing Shuoer, she is very fierce.

of."

By the time Wen Xining came to his senses, the pretty boy had already stepped out of the door and closed the door.

She looked at the closed door with an incomprehensible expression. How fast was this person? How could he disappear in the blink of an eye?

And the most important thing is that her questions were not answered?

Just when Wen Xining was feeling depressed, the door was pushed open again, and a girl wearing a pink skirt came in carrying something. When she saw her staring blankly at the door, she was struck in the face and ran away quickly.

He came over and said, "Miss, you finally woke up."

Miss?

Wen Xining remained calm and was thinking about how to get something out of her mouth when the little girl said directly: "Miss, I know who you are thinking about, and I also know that you are absolutely unwilling to marry here.

, but I beg you, Miss, never do such stupid things again."

"Miss, the matter has come to this, you can only accept it. Although this prince is a bit stupid, he will not let you down at least, and you will be the concubine after you marry. From now on, you don't have to look at the people in the prime minister's house.

You are so embarrassed, Madam and the others will bow to you when they see you. Therefore, I think this is a good opportunity for the young lady to feel proud."

The more Wen Xining listened, the more she frowned. This girl obviously thought of her as someone else.

Seeing Wen Xining frowning and saying nothing, the girl in pink clothes thought she was uncomfortable somewhere, so she couldn't help but become nervous, "Miss, are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere else?"

"I..." Wen Xining swallowed, looked at the girl in pink and said, "Tell me, who am I?"

"Ah?" The girl in pink clothes was so frightened that her hands shook, and she almost dropped the thing she was carrying. She quickly went to the table and put it down, then ran back and said anxiously: "Miss, what's wrong with you? You are the third lady of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Wen Xining."


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