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Chapter 1045 Her Curse Can Never Be Solved

In the third month of the world, everything is gradually dying down, the sun has just risen, and the deserted imperial capital is also bustling.

"By the way, this was hundreds of years ago. The world was not such a lively scene. At that time, we mortals were still the slaves of the gods. Those days were really miserable." The storyteller tutted twice and shook his head.

A listener in the teahouse laughed and said, "Old man, don't gods love all living beings and protect the people? How come you have become slaves of our human race and gods?"

"Hey, that's because you don't know!" The storyteller stroked his beard and said, "You are all hearsay, my ancestors were all storytellers, and the past was passed down from generation to generation. I will protect the human race, just hope that they will not kill innocent people indiscriminately."

"Since you said that the gods are all bad, why don't you tell me why we humans are not oppressed by the God Realm?"

"Well... I don't know about it." The storyteller looked embarrassed, "I just heard from my elders that one night hundreds of years ago, the sky suddenly glowed red, like a big fire. The fire burned for three days and three nights, and not long after, all the gods stationed in the human world returned to the God Realm, and after that, no gods appeared in the human world again."

"You still said that we were hearing it, and I said that you, the old man, were hearing it. You should stop talking nonsense and go to the shrine to worship, maybe you can ask the gods to bless you."

Everyone in the teahouse sneered and shook their heads. Anyone who mentioned the word "God" respectfully did not dare to offend. Only this old storyteller told stories with a unique style here.

The old storyteller was furious, and was invited down again by the teahouse owner who hurried forward.

"Princess, the stories I heard from this storyteller are really nonsense." In the private room on the second floor, the handsome little girl looked at her bored lady sitting on the stool, and she paused again. , couldn't help but said: "General Wen is really too. He asked Miss to come out, but she didn't see anyone for a long time. It's nothing to make Miss wait for so long."

The girl in a bright yellow chest-length skirt propped her chin with her hands, she pursed her lips, and didn't answer, but her face looked very unhappy.

It wasn't that she was impatient with waiting, it was just that she remembered the things she had just come to this world.

No. 38 clearly told her that her identity in this world would be a goddess, but let alone a goddess, you can't even see a god in this world.

Of course, she didn't feel dissatisfied with her current status. She was reborn in Prince Qi's Mansion in Da'an, and was the only child of King Qi and Princess Wang. The Wang couple really held this daughter in their hands for fear of falling, and held it in their mouths for fear of melting. King Qi is the most trusted brother of His Majesty today, so although Su Mu is the princess, her status is not considered in the royal family. not tall.

Maybe it's just that number 38 mispronounced her identity.

Su Mu thinks so, although he can't experience the feeling of being a god, it is not bad to be able to live a life of rich clothes and good food since he was a child, and someone to take care of everything.

She had finished comforting herself a long time ago and adapted herself to her identity. If she hadn't heard the storyteller mentioning the gods or something, she would never have thought about it again. Su Mu looked at the sky outside the window again. The frown deepened.

Wen Qing was almost a stick of incense behind the agreed time, could it be that something happened to him on the way?

(End of this chapter)