The autumn wind is bleak and the leaves are falling.
Withered vines wrap around the white sculptures, and the water in the fountain is clear and translucent. The marble steps were polished like a mirror, reflecting the shadows of the dancing trees. Whenever a breeze blows, tiny rays of sunlight fall on the ground through the gaps between the leaves, and the light and shadow are dim, like a dream.
The stairs go up level by level, and at the end is a palace with white walls and a dome. Covering an area of tens of thousands of square meters, it is surrounded by cloisters and lined with stone pillars, giving it a simple and elegant royal architectural style.
This is the inner city of Ice Blue City, the palace of the great prince. At this time, in the hall of the palace, a young man wearing a white officer's uniform was discussing something with two old men in robes. Both sides were a little excited, and it seemed to be a very controversial topic.
"Mr. Wu, Mr. Yu, please stop trying to persuade me. I have already decided on this matter." At the end of the argument, the young man waved his hand, indicating that he did not want to talk anymore.
He was richly dressed and handsome. The cuffs of the officer's uniform were embroidered with golden patterns, which shimmered in the sunlight from the skylight. The silver star on the epaulette is flowing and dazzling. Wearing shiny white leather boots on her feet and a dark blue ribbon on her body, she looked even more upright and majestic.
He is none other than the eldest prince of Ice Blue City—Zion Malan.
"Your Highness, the third princess has always been arrogant, domineering and arrogant. Over the years, I have never heard of her inviting anyone to dinner. Something is fishy, so please think twice." The old man in white robe nodded and advised.
"Mr. Wu, you are worrying too much." Zion fiddled with the buttons on his cuffs and said in a calm tone, "This is the royal capital. There are imperial guards, dragon scale guards, and the king's ten servants. How come there are so many gossips? ?”
"Your Highness, you must not do this..." Another old man raised his hand and tried to persuade her, "The third princess is cruel by nature and has a vicious spirit. If you go, your life or death will be unpredictable!"
"Mr. Yu is right!" Mr. Wu advised him, "Your Highness, you have just taken over as the commander of the imperial guards. The third princess must be dissatisfied, and I'm afraid it will be detrimental to you!"
Zion frowned slightly, as if he was impatient with the two old men's chatter, and raised his voice a little, "How can Trilis be so bad as you guys? When she first came from Neuss, who was not so kind to her?" I was full of praise, but what happened next..." At this point, he stopped, and after a while, he sighed, "I think she also has her own reasons..."
"Your Highness..." "Your Highness!" the two elders said in unison.
"Okay, don't say any more." Zion turned around, his back to the two elders, his hands clasped behind each other, and he looked at the skylight of the dome. After a long silence, he said, "No matter what, Trilis is still a woman."
"She also needs a normal life, but it's a pity..."
"The third brother liked Long Yang and left her out, which is why she became like this."
"Wu Lao, Yu Lao..." Zion turned around and stared at the two elders, his deep voice full of magnetism, "If I can win her over, whether it is for our Malan royal family or the Ambergris River countries, , all beneficial and harmless..."
He paused for a while, and his voice became meaningful, "We are all a family anyway. As long as her descendants can sit on the throne of Ice Blue City in the future, I believe she will not be dissatisfied."
The two elders looked at each other and said nothing. When it comes to this, they all understand. The eldest prince is eager and greedy for the beauty of the third princess, and wants to continue the bloodline of the Malan royal family in place of his useless brother.
They are all aides invited by the eldest prince from outside. They are only responsible for giving ideas and have no actual duties. If you can, just do it; if you can't, just let it go.
At eight o'clock in the evening, the breeze blows and the fragrance of flowers is pleasant.
In front of the third prince's palace, the maid led the eldest prince into the candlelit hall.
In the middle of the hall, there is a dining table more than ten meters long. The table is filled with all kinds of delicacies, from roasted suckling pig, roasted turkey, smoked meat, cheese lobster, vegetable salad, to snow lotus soup, longevity noodles, hibiscus soup, and crystal dumplings. All colors and tastes are available.
Smooth porcelain plates, silver tableware, pure white napkins, and candlelight complement each other. Ambilight, dreamy and blurry, like a magical dinner in a fairy tale,
At one end of the dining table, water mist lingers, and the figure is graceful. The soul-stirring lines are vaguely visible, as round as the moon and as soft as water, which makes people daydream.
For a moment, Zion was stunned. He stayed on the spot, with delusion in his eyes.
"Your Highness, what are you looking at?"
It wasn't until a low, slightly magnetic voice sounded in the fog that Zion suddenly woke up, and then smiled awkwardly at his gaffe.
"Haha, Princess Triris, good evening."
"Your Highness, there are differences between men and women. If we don't kiss each other, I won't get up to greet you."
"I am honored to be invited by the princess." Zion said with a smile.
Although Triris did not stand up to greet her, Zion did not feel unhappy, but instead felt happy. Because Cuilisi called herself "concubine" in front of him, which was the name of an ancient wife to her husband. Although it is sometimes used for unmarried men and women, the ambiguity and ambiguity in it are extremely provocative.
Unconsciously, Zion's body reacted.
In order to conceal this, he hurriedly stepped forward and sat down under the service of the maid.
"Today's snow lotus soup was made by me myself. Please give the eldest prince a try." A charming and soft voice came from the mist.
Zion turned sideways slightly, nodded in greeting, then picked up the spoon and took a bite. The cold snow lotus melted in your mouth, sweet and refreshing, and you couldn't help but exclaim, "It's delicious!"
"Some time ago, the eldest prince took office as the commander of the imperial guard. I happened to be busy with something, so I didn't have time to congratulate you. I ask the eldest prince for your forgiveness." The person in the fog said politely. His tone was humble and gentle, which made him feel very comfortable.
"It doesn't matter, we are all family members, no need to be so polite." Zion emphasized the word "family" very hard, full of hints.
"Alas..." A sigh came from the fog.
"What's wrong?" Zion put down the spoon and asked with concern.
"What about my own family? I am just an outsider. I have always been..." The voice in the mist sounded a bit self-pitying.
"How could that be?" Zion said, trying to keep his voice gentle.
"I want the Dragon Scale Guard, but the old guy won't give it to me." The voice in the mist said with a hint of sadness, "I know that I did not give birth to the blood of the Malan royal family, but is it my fault?" The voice became bitter and sad, like a woman who was deeply resentful and couldn't help but reveal her inner feelings to others.
Zion's heart skipped a beat, and then he was overjoyed, as if his long-held wish had come true. His whole body felt so light that he was about to fly into the sky.
"No, it's not your fault." He said excitedly, "It was my useless brother who made you suffer!"
"For example, if it were me, how could it be possible? How could I let you..." Due to being overly excited, Zion not only spoke uncontrollably, but also stuttered, "Let you, let you suffer such injustice, you are so young, So beautiful, so perfect, you, you are simply my goddess..."
If he hadn't been concerned about the opponent's terrifying strength, I'm afraid he would have pounced on him by now.
Suddenly, huge coercion filled the air from the fog, an invisible strong wind blew, and the candlelight flickered on and off. Zion was suddenly startled. A cold feeling rose from his back and spread to his limbs, as if the scythe of death was hooked around his neck. The shimmering tip of the knife was close to the throat, and there was only a thin line between life and death.
The water mist lingering at the other end of the dining table surged and spread to all sides, and then graceful and enchanting figures with amazing curves came out of the mist one after another. There is a sexy black widow wearing leather clothes and pants, a tall and fit female butcher wearing a bra, a seductive succubus with supple skin, purple lips and red eyes, and a leather skirt. , the heroic dark Amazon with a ponytail, and the Queen of Thorns who only stretches out an iron hand.
As if taking a quick look at the flowers, the originally spacious and empty hall was instantly filled with beauties of all kinds. The swallows are thin, the ring is fat, and they are in various poses. Each of them is a stunning beauty in the world.
"Let me conceive a child. Everything here..." the voice in the mist was full of temptation, "it's all yours."
Zion swallowed, his voice trembled, and his fingers trembled involuntarily, "Yes, is it now..."
It was as if there was an erupting volcano in his heart, with lava and molten iron rising straight into the sky.
"I'm sorry..." There was a trace of regret in Wu Zhong's voice, "I'm inconvenienced these days."
In an instant, Zion seemed to have been poured cold water on him, and his whole body withered.
"Hehehe..." A charming and wild laughter came from the fog, "Why are you anxious? Life is long and there will be plenty of time in the future. Do you think so, Your Highness the Great Prince?"
"I'm sorry, I'm rude." Zion said hurriedly. As the eldest prince of the Red Kingdom, he had seen many top-notch beauties, but the woman in front of him was so stunning that he was so gloomy.
Then I thought about it, except for him, Trilis had no other choice in the world. He is the crown prince, and he is countless times more powerful than the second prince who hides in the palace all day long and never leaves the house.
Thinking of this, he gradually suppressed the evil fire and waited until he returned to find the maid to solve the problem.
After more than an hour, the romantic candlelight dinner ended.
"Thank you for your hospitality." Zion nodded and said.
"Welcome to come again next time." The voice in the mist said, and then the maid brought a bottle of red wine, "I brought this from my hometown of Neuss. Please taste it, Your Highness." The voice was full of charm, "Where? God misses me, so I drink my wine."
"Definitely, definitely." Zion took the wine and vowed.
After a while, Zion left. The candlelight hall returned to tranquility, and thousands of flames were beating in the huge iron cage on the dome.
"Haha, let's become a hero..."
Five days later, the entire Red Country was shocked.
Crown Prince Zion Malan took the risk of taking the heroic drug "Razer", bleeding from all his orifices, and died unfortunately.
The whole country mourned. Half a month later, the third prince Ryan Malan was designated as the new crown prince.
On this day, the gay bars in the Red Country are open all night...
