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Chapter 8: Once a Master

Wen Ruoruo heard such a conversation in her ears, and her pursed lips curled up in a beautiful arc.

It was so powerful, even her dreams were so dramatic, she would have to reflect on it when she woke up.

At least in the dream, she also became a master, empress, which sounds like a title with high status and respect.

Two hours later.

Wen Ruoruo sat up suddenly.[

After looking around for a week, I blinked my big eyes and took a deep breath.

This is still a dream, it must be, how could she still stay in the same dream after sleeping for so long? It seems that she wants to live a comfortable and comfortable life, she is crazy, she even sleeps and dreams without forgetting YY.

Lie down again and close your eyes.

She continued to sleep, and when she woke up, she returned to her small bedroom, which was less than ten square meters. There were cluttered items everywhere, and the air was filled with a disgusting smell of overnight leftovers.

But... my body is too comfortable and I can't sleep.

She had no choice but to open her eyes again, and the exquisite carvings above her head reminded her of the magnificence she was in.

Beside her, two beautiful girls with their heads lowered were staring at her anxiously.

The six eyes met each other, and they were all surprised.

They were dressed in palace clothes, which were gorgeous and beautiful. The skirts and cuffs were all embroidered with exquisite patterns and patterns. Wen Ruoruo was once obsessed with Su embroidery, and she could tell at a glance that it was handmade embroidery by famous artists. The stitching was fine, complex and beautiful, and it was indescribable.

Gorgeous. She could never imagine that someone would wear such a beautiful work of art casually. You know, the market price of a pair of such handmade Suzhou embroidery is around 100,000 yuan. There are still many prices but no market. If you want to buy it, you have to rely on luck.

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The two palace maids also secretly glanced at Wen Ruoruo anxiously, thinking that the master was dressed in a strange and extraordinary way. The short hair that looked like a dog had been chewed stood up in all directions and could not be suppressed. Could it be that the empress was in the nunnery before?

A nun who accidentally returned to secular life and became a palace empress? Although her rank is not high, she is still famous. When her hair is long, it is better to find a piece of cloth to wrap it up so as not to make outsiders laugh.

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Wen Ruoruo muttered words, dreaming, dreaming, dreaming.

No, this is not a fucking dream.

She, she, she, she traveled through time!


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