When Sheng Zhika only had money for breakfast, a mini game appeared on her phone.
There is a little prince in the mini-game. The little prince's palace is dilapidated and bitterly cold.
The only stove in the house was also out.
Sheng Zhi couldn't bear to see it and lit the stove for the little prince.
"Ding", one hundred yuan was credited to the account.
Sheng Zhi's eyes lit up.
She saw that the water glass on the table was empty and quickly filled it up.
The garbage on the ground has not been cleared yet, so I waved the broom to clean it up.
There was also the little eunuch who wanted to frame the little prince, so he just pretended to be a ghost to scare them away.
"Reward one hundred..."
"A reward of one thousand..."
"A reward of one hundred thousand..."
Dong Yueliu grew up stumbling alone as his father did not care for him and his mother was absent.
I am used to the lonely and cold bedroom.
But one day, he found that the palace seemed to be haunted by "ghosts".
This ghost not only filled his windows and sewed his torn trousers.
He also scared away the eunuchs who bullied him.
For the first time in his life, he felt that the empty palace was a little warmer.
