The Prince and the D

Nán Wǎnyān was tossed about so much that stars danced in her eyes. Right here, right now, a flood of strange memories suddenly filled her mind——,Nán Wǎnyān's memories blended with the pain, intensifying until it was almost unbearable. As her consciousness faded, she heard a man sneer and say his final words:,A little girl of three or four years old stood outside the high walls of Yiwangfu, looking up at another little girl lying on the wall above her and whispering, “Almost there! Come on, Xiaoba!”。