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Chapter 1203 High Tower Princess

Diya went up step by step along the spiral passage. The ever-burning lamp sprinkled light on the rough masonry walls. The footsteps echoed in the empty and deep tower. The tower that was supposed to be just a dead thing seemed to come alive with the footsteps.

She turned into a terrifying monster, and she was eaten by the monster.

The spiral passage seemed endless and never ended, and Diya didn't know how long she had walked. The strange thing was that she remembered that she had never been to a similar place, but she had a strong attachment to every brick and stone here.

Visually, has she ever dreamed of this passage? Or, has this passage dreamed of her?

An ajar door appeared in front of her, and a very familiar voice came from Diya. She came closer and saw a middle-aged aunt through the crack of the door, holding a picture book and telling an old story to the little princess on the bed: "

······In this way, the brave knight defeated the fire-breathing dragon and found the beautiful princess from the dragon's lair.

+ When they returned to the capital, they received congratulations from everyone. The king presided over their wedding. The knight and the princess lived happily ever after. It is a joy and a joy."

At this time, the 12 o'clock bell rang in the room, and the cute cuckoo jumped out to tell the time. The aunt tucked the little princess into a quilt and said, "Your Highness, the 12 o'clock bell has rang, you have to go to bed."

The little princess blinked her beautiful light green eyes, which shone brightly like stars. Her skin was as pure as snow, her lips were as red as blood, and her long black hair was as beautiful as a black waterfall. It was like a fan on the pillow.

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"Grandma, has the evil dragon captured Nina? If it comes to capture me, can I play with Nina?" The aunt smiled and touched the little princess's head: "Brave knight

We are all outside to protect the princess. The evil dragon cannot capture you, my dear princess.

The little princess seemed very disappointed and blinked: "If the evil dragon doesn't come to catch me, then when will Nina come to play with me?"

"If there is a chance, Princess Nina will definitely come to Princess Lisdia."

Nina, Diya remembered, her biological sister. Before she lived in the high tower, she and Nina lived together carefree, running wild in the garden together, rolling in the snow together, and countless things happened every day.

Novel games are waiting for them. At that time, Diya didn't know what separation meant. Living with Niya was like the sun would rise.

The sun would rise, there would be cake for afternoon tea, and she would wear a different new dress in the morning. This was a truth that had never been doubted in her little mind.

These precious years were the source of her courage for the rest of her life. Diya actually didn’t remember much about the day we parted. It seemed that the weather was neither good nor bad, no different from other days. She and Nina were in the garden

She was playing hide-and-seek, but Nina hid very well that time. She couldn't find her and was covered in mud. At this time, several servants came over and took her to take a bath, saying that Nina had gone back. She also

Thinking that I must find Nina next time...but it turned out that she was hidden in the tower.

Diya continued to walk up and saw another door, but this time the door was not ajar but completely open, and bright light shone out from inside. She saw the beautifully dressed little princess move the chair to the window

, standing on the chair and leaning on the window sill with his toes raised, looking out at the scenery outside the tower.

At the next door, the little princess was playing house with the dolls. She spread out the picture book and told the little bear the story of the magic reform seriously: "After the beautiful princess was captured by the evil dragon, she found that there were many princesses and orcs in the lair.

Princess, elf princess, Veela princess, ogre princess... No, the ogre princess doesn't seem to work, so change to the lesbian princess, and it can also be used as an emergency food reserve. The heroic knight was breathed out by the evil dragon.

Burn them all to death, so the princesses live happily together..."

At the next door, the little princess who had just taken a bath combed her hair as straight as a waterfall and let it curl around her feet. She changed into a super-beautiful blue-purple lace princess dress and twirled beautifully in front of the mirror.

circle, then look around, lift up the little bear doll, and pretend to talk to the doll: "Princess, you are so beautiful, the dragons will definitely fight to snatch you away." "Then which dragon should I choose?" "Choose the one that hides the princess."

The most evil dragons!"

Next room

At the door, the little princess was lying on the bed reading a book, raising her calves and swaying, tilting her head and biting the end of her pen: "No matter where you are, a magician can connect to the virtual world and adventure on the boundless ocean?"

Every time she passes through a door, the little princess grows up a little. Her life has not changed at all. She reads books, dresses up, and plays on the swing. Even if she is confined to this small room, the little princess can always find all kinds of fun, hug and hug.

You can chat all day while wearing dolls.

Until Diya saw a closed door.

No light came out from the crack in the door, and no movement could be heard. But for some reason, Diya's heart jumped suddenly, as if there was a savage beast hiding behind the door, and all the cells in her body were urging her to escape. But Diya still walked over, her ears

She pressed lightly against the super alloy door, and suddenly a shrill cry pierced her defenses:

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I, I just don't understand why the princess is under house arrest like this, why...

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"I really like the princess, I just don't want it... But now I fully understand your majesty's good intentions,

I understand. The princess will definitely be grateful for your training, inherit the glory of Yisu in the weaving ceremony, and once again become a saint in armor—

Diya backed away with a face full of horror, her back pressed against the wall of the passage. She gasped for air, trembling all over, and stared blankly at the closed door in front of her. She suddenly gritted her teeth and reached out to hold the door handle, but when

Before she opened the door, she clearly heard the sound of heavy footsteps coming from behind the door - it was definitely not a sound that a little girl could make.

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Diya ran like a panicked animal in the spiral passage, as if there was a beast chasing her. She didn't know why she was afraid, or even what she was afraid of, but she was afraid, like every thundering person.

I would be so scared that I would hide under the quilt at night. But when I grow up, I may not be afraid of thunder, but there are some things that I don’t dare to revisit when I grow up.

After running for an unknown amount of time, Diya was finally tired. Her legs were weak and she was panting. She looked back and found that the road behind was dark, as if the darkness had finally caught up with her. It turned out that she had stepped on

In this spiral passage, she could only go all the way up to the top. There was no way down... and there was no option to leave.

Another ajar door appeared in front of Diya, and bright sunlight shone through the crack in the door. She hesitated for a moment, then stretched out her hand to push the door open.

The room is clean and tidy, the dolls are neatly placed on the bedside instead of scattered everywhere before; the picture books are also arranged on the bookshelf according to size, instead of being piled here and there.

The little princess was wearing a beautiful little dress, sitting upright at the desk and reading a book. The tea cup with a bear pattern next to her was filled with warm black tea, and she was taking notes seriously. She seemed to hear the door squeaking, and she turned her head.

Look behind you and meet Diya's eyes.

Her eyes were lively and cute, mixed with a hint of just the right curiosity, and her expression was calm and smiling, making her look more like a princess than ever before. However, Diya froze in an instant, her heart seemed to be tightly clenched, and she couldn't breathe for a moment.

Not daring to look at the princess at all, he continued walking up as if running away.

The little princess in each subsequent door grew up rapidly. There was always only the little princess in the room, and her friends were only dolls, books and her shadow, but there was never an unhappy mood on her face, even the whole time.

There is no boredom in studying every day, and there is no need for any entertainment activities. The bright sunshine adds the texture of an oil painting to her, and the gloomy rainy day reflects her dazzling appearance. She is like a princess coming out of a story.

But what is different from before is that now the little princess behind every door has noticed the existence of Diya, and will cast a glance at Diya when she passes by. When Diya quickly passes through these dozen doors, she seems to be with the princess.

She spent her boring childhood and youth together.

"Finally, finally.

The long spiral passage finally came to the end. Diya reached the top of the tower and the last door.

She pushed open the ajar door and saw the adult princess sitting on the edge of the window sill. The princess was wearing pure white cotton gauze pajamas, her two cute little crystal feet dangling gently, looking at the bronze dragon outside the tower. The moonlight illuminated her.

A lonely shadow appeared on the floor of the room, as if the shadow was imprisoned in this small

In a small room.

"Thank you, dragon.

The princess smiled sweetly and opened her arms to the bronze dragon, jumped out of the tower that had imprisoned her for more than ten years, and both she and her shadow completely disappeared into the tower dormitory. After Diya climbed the tower for a long time, this was the first time she stepped into this room again. She

I walked quickly to the window sill and saw a flock of white pigeons startling the Arran Lake outside.

The princess is gone.

Diya will always remember this night. She finally escaped from the Yisu Palace with the help of the bronze dragon, and embraced freedom fiercely, even if she was captured by the Four Pillar Gods in the next second... But when she thought about what happened next,

Meeting Yaxiu who had just escaped from the blood moon, Diya couldn't help but feel jealous of the princess who had just jumped.

What is the most beautiful experience in life? For Diya, it is not the Gospel of Yuji, nor is it stepping into the realm of God, but the time when they just escaped from the tower, entangled Ashin as a father and daughter, and spent time together awkwardly and sincerely.

.She was cautious and didn’t know whether to trust Ash. Ash was cautious.

I don’t know how to take care of her... Two strangers who were supposed to never meet each other became each other’s warmest relatives by accident.

Memories bloomed in her heart like bubbles, filling her heart with a sweet taste. Diya pursed her lips and giggled, turning her head to look at the room where she had lived for more than ten years.

She saw a girl sleeping quietly on the bed in the princess's boudoir, which was supposed to be empty.

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