Miss Prime Minister and the Sickly Slave

Name: Miss Prime Minister and the Sickly Slave
Author: C. East

by C. East

ongoing Ancient Romance Ancient Love Female Lead

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25Kwords4chapters

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Ch. 6 — Untitled

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About This Novel

In the darkness, he spoke. The voice was low and hoarse, with an exotic accent, and every word seemed to be crushed from the depths of the throat before spitting out: "... I found you." I froze. Not because of the content of what he said, but because of his tone - it was not the threat of a villain, not the plea of a slave, but a kind of... Almost crazy piety that finally grasped the only driftwood after a long and endless despair. The rain dripped from his body and fell on the back of my hand. It was cold, but it was like something warm was burning. I opened my mouth to ask something, but at that moment I inexplicably remembered my mother's last words before she died. She held my hand, her breath was weak but her eyes were clear, and she said, "Ayun, you have to remember that there are some causes and effects in this world that don't exist unless you don't believe them." I didn't understand it before. But at this moment, when this blood-stained Kunlun slave held my wrist, I suddenly felt an indescribable tremor, as if the gears of fate had been running silently for sixteen years in a place where no one could see, and finally, at this moment, they were tightly meshed together.