Chapter 392: The Little Mermaid imprisoned in the castle (37)_1

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Everything was over.

The person standing at the top of the Royal power had changed overnight.

Herman, who was once the elder Princess Florence, became the new king.

It was unexpected but reasonable.

In the history of the Empire, there had been an Empress before. Therefore, there were many people who supported Florence and not Carlos.

The current situation was that he didn’t expect the Empress he supported to be a man.

The onlookers ‘jaws dropped to the ground.

As for Herman’s usurping of the throne, the people of the Empire were open-minded, and they did not hold on to the matter. This was because they had submitted to this dynasty and not the previous King.

The winner was King and the loser was vilified. History had always been written by the victors.

This page was quickly turned over.

*

That night, it was getting late.

The weather here was always cloudy and clear. For example, it was raining outside. The bean-sized raindrops hit the leaves outside. The sound of the rain was particularly cold and abrupt in the quiet night.

Fu Shang had already finished his bath and was lying on the soft bed with the little fat cat in his arms.

She was a mermaid, and a fish’s body temperature was low to begin with. Now that the weather had turned cold, she was even more afraid of the cold. Now that she had shaobing, this hand warmer, it was a big furry ball, and it was very comfortable to hold.

Shaobing also felt very happy.

In this world, there was no Jiang Xiaoyi who could carry it away from Fu xiaoyue’s arms.

It was wonderful.

(*A(a)A*)

Suddenly, he heard a sound from outside the door. It was the sound of a key opening the lock. This made Shao Bing’s round cat eyes widen.

The current poop-picker is back?

Shao Bing looked up at Fu min and found that he had already fallen asleep.

“Meow?”

The cat raised its white paws and pushed the girl’s fair cheeks, meowing twice.

[ stop sleeping, someone’s coming. Fu xiaomo, are you a pig? ]

Fu Xi was still in a daze. She tried her best to open her eyes a little, but she couldn’t resist the sleepiness and closed them again, don’t be so noisy…

He was terrified.

Shaobing fell into silence.

It was a little suspicious. Was this guy sleeping like a pig really its Fu xiaoyue?

One had to know.

The fu min in that world was cold and disciplined to a certain extent. Every morning, he would wake up at 6:30 am and go for a morning run. He would also walk the shaobing along the way.

This was something that Shao Bing couldn’t understand.

It was a cat!

It had never heard of a cat that needed to be taken out for a walk like a dog.

He was still wearing a leash and was fully armed.

At that time, Fu min also said that as a good law-abiding police officer, she had to set an example. She had to put on a leash when walking dogs and cats. Otherwise, what if Shao Bing went crazy and rushed out to catch people one day?

Shaobing was speechless.

Bah.

Did he really think that it was one of those silly cats that looked cold but was actually lacking in brains?

It was very smart.

As a blue-white British Shorthair with the nickname of fat otaku, in that world, he woke up early every day to go for a run, and Shao Bing was almost mentally weakened by Fu Shang’s noise.

But now, the cat raised its head and looked at the sleeping girl. Shao Bing’s Blue eyes flashed with a bit of human-like disdain.

The door was opened.

A pair of shiny military boots stepped on the floor. The person took off the black cloak on his body and shook off the rain on the ground.

The man’s golden hair was stained with some water droplets, and a few strands hung down softly. It was an amazing beauty.

Shaobing was stunned.

How did the poop-picker become a man?

It must be dreaming..