The Missed Whore (Emperor Transmigration )
I'm Kira Ghost.

Before further read... akohh want to tell you after this chapter, maybe a lot of embarrassment in this work yes 🤣🤣🤣 Kehalu what Thor ? I don't know. wkwkwk. If something doesn't make sense, consider it the Author's brain again at 🤣 Viss ! Previously wanted to write the background and figures of Chinese but not so 🫣

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The fight that awaited Eleena never came, she even saw the man who had been angry even lowered his head to salute as if frightened and left.

"Hm."

Eleena watched the old man with his hands cuffed, one of the young men confirmed the black cloth covering his hand that was broken but with great respect. They also left their table.

"Hhhhh, no fun. I thought there was going to be a fight, "Eleena finally finished her meal.

At night while going to sleep, Eleena felt anger made her unable to close her pair of eyes. He sighed and gave up on laying down on the small bed, forcing his body to wake up. Get off the bed and open the door to the room, lock it and keep walking out. He had time to go around and saw there was a garden that was less managed, maybe there he could get drowsiness.

Eleena began to move her feet into the garden that was filled with leaves coming from large trees with roots at the bottom of each other propagating from one tree to another. The brownish-colored dried leaves scattered over a part of the soil. At a glance, he only saw an unkempt garden, now when he looked carefully the park looked creepy.

"Will there be ghosts? Hahaha," Eleena laughed at her silly thoughts.

But suddenly before him appeared a white-haired person. The hair covers the entire face of the person, the hair extending down to the abdomen.

Instead of fearing Eleena was curious, she approached and began to look at the face covered in gray hair. Brazenly without asking for permission to pull the person's hair slightly to the side, revealing one eye that was staring at him sharply.

"Ups, it turns out people. I thought it was a ghost, sorry!" Eleena dropped back the long gray hair from her hand checks, the hair again covering the person's face.

"You talking?" Eleena walked to the park bench with a rusty iron, crossed her seat and crossed her side.

His eyes were staring at the man, he could recognize him in one look. The grizzled long-haired person standing not far from him was the old man who had been in the dining room of the inn with his hands cuffed.

"Your hands are still cuffed, but you're here alone. Hm, you also don't look like a fugitive who wants to run away. Are you not a prisoner?"

"Old man, sit beside me" Eleena asked.

The old man said, he walked over to the bench and sat down beside Eleena.

"Want me to tie your hair?"

The old man nodded back.

Eleena looked for something to tie up the old man's hair and found a pliable tree root fiber. "Attent."

After cleaning the root fiber, Eleena immediately smoothed out the old man's long gray hair. Tidied up behind the old man's head and tied him up.

"Done, let's see your face," Eleena moved from behind the old man's body, as she faced him she stared unblinkingly at the old man in front of her.

It turned out that he was wrong, the man in front of him was a young man probably around the age of 25-26 nan. Probably in the dining room of the inn earlier, he looked at it remotely and deduced from the man's gray hair if the man was an old man.

"I'm sorry, you're still young. I guess..."

"It's okay," the young man shook his head, the corner of the man's lips slightly curved upwards.

It was the first time Eleena had heard the man's voice, it seemed that her estimation was indeed correct if the man was still very young.

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The golden-coloured luxurious carriage entered the gate of the Royal Palace, the Palace belonging to the current King. King Stewart, Prince Jagger's brother.

Prince Jagger entered the Palace to the Royal Highnesses and the high-ranking of the Palace, although Stewart was a King but everyone knew Prince Jagger was a favorite of his brother, the King, because of Prince Jagger's loyalty in helping to cement Stewart's position as King. Moreover, Prince Jagger always won the war and came home from the battlefield by bringing victory makes everyone very respectful of the Prince.