Open the door, candlelight is like stars.
Black iron cages hung down one by one, and the iron bars as thick as an arm were lined with candles. The candles were dim and there was no wind swaying.
Directly in front of the rotunda, there stood a high platform and a throne. A cloud of mist remained, and only the hazy figure sitting inside with legs crossed could be seen.
She has a graceful figure and voluptuous curves. Just looking at the shadow can make people feel nostalgic. But at this moment, Chen Xing didn't have the slightest idea. He was suffering tremendous torture, and his head was so painful that he was about to collapse. The people in the mist were thinking about whether to kill him or not, or how to kill him every second.
This extremely terrifying experience is difficult to describe in words. It is like walking on a single-plank bridge across an abyss, with gusty winds and a thin line between life and death. He knew very well that if he accidentally said the wrong word, he would die here, and it would be a very miserable kind.
Chen Xing closed the heavy wooden door, walked to the middle of the hall, and knelt down on one knee.
"See Her Majesty the Queen."
Wear it a thousand times, but flattery never wears it. Trilis is determined to be the emperor of the Red Kingdom, so calling her "Your Majesty" in advance is just what she wants. Of course, there are risks involved. According to Eastern Machiavellian scholarship, speculating on the will of the Holy Spirit is a crime worthy of death. However, Trilis is from the Western Continent and has a single thinking model. She likes to go straight, so she probably doesn't have any bad thoughts.
Sure enough, the stinging pain in his skull subsided.
"Are you Chen Xing?" A clear and translucent voice came from the fog. The tone is arrogant, but it doesn't make people feel disgusted, it feels like it is natural.
"Yes, my Majesty the Queen." Chen Xing replied. The other party did not call him Chen Erliu, but his real name. He was not surprised by this. It would be too easy for a king-level man in a high position to check his information.
As soon as he finished speaking, the shadow on the high platform suddenly rose several feet high, as if a sinister wind was blowing, and the candlelight swayed crazily. Chen Xing felt as if thousands of silver needles were exploding from his scalp, which was so painful that he almost rolled over holding his head.
Damn it!
He cursed secretly in his heart, not knowing what he said wrong. He only said eight words in total, six of which were nouns. How could he make the other party have such a murderous intention?
The next second, everything was calm and all the murderous intent disappeared.
Damn, are you crazy?
Shocked, Chen Xing felt unhappy all over. But he was unhappy, and he would never dare to show the slightest bit of displeasure.
"Why have you made up your mind that I will rescue you?" the voice in the fog asked.
My scalp started to hurt again.
"Because..." Chen Xing quickly thought about the appropriate wording. He couldn't say that he came back through time and space and had foresight, right? A flash of light flashed across his mind, and he continued, "The Queen is the embodiment of justice!"
When he said this sentence, he felt that his teeth were sore, sore to the bone.
"oh?"
"The embodiment of justice?"
"Haha~"
A frivolous and soft laughter came from the fog. Apparently, Triris is happy now, so he's safe. But before I could let go, there was a dark wind in the hall and the candlelight flickered.
"Are you mocking me?"
His voice became deep and gloomy, as if he was suppressing a full body of anger that would erupt at any moment.
Chen Xing's feet went weak and he almost fell to the ground to beg for mercy. But his sense of danger told him that if he really did this, he would be dead in the next second. He immediately gathered his mind and meditated on various spiritual chicken soups and life insights to resist the murderous aura that was so strong that it was almost suffocating.
"The Queen's justice is justice."
he said calmly.
The wind stopped and the candle burned slowly.
Although it was safe for the time being, Chen Xing did not dare to neglect. He was still prepared to deal with sudden disasters at any time.
"You are very smart."
"but……"
My scalp started to tingle again.
"I hate smart men."
"so……"
Chen Xing's head hurt so much that he would definitely die if he continued like this. He made a quick decision and asked first, "So you want to kill me?"
He was taking a huge gamble, and the stake was his own life. If Triris wanted to kill him, then he would ask in the right direction. In this way, Trilis will make a decision in the opposite direction in order to show her superiority.
After a long moment of silence, the sound in the fog sounded again.
"Now people all over the city are talking about me having a male favorite."
"What do you think about this?"
Finally, the core question was asked.
Chen Xing pondered for a moment and replied, "The truth of the matter is actually not important."
"Then what is important?" the voice in the fog asked.
"What's important is how many people are convinced." Chen Xing stared at the figure in the fog and said slowly, "In our hometown, there is a story like this..."
Then, he told the other party the story of Zhao Gao treating Qin II as a deer. The general meaning is to use something that seems ridiculous to establish one's majesty.
In essence, Cuilisi is Zhao Gao who intends to usurp the throne, and Qin II is the old king. However, this Zhao Gao is the invincible version, and Qin II is the Sunset Xishan version. It is clear who will win at a glance.
"Your story is inspiring," said the voice in the mist. As a person from the red earth world, I have naturally never heard of allusions from the earth, so it is very fresh.
"Thank you Queen." Chen Xing nodded and said.
"But I still want to kill you."
The previous sentence was still a word of praise, but the next sentence was not spoken by a human being. Chen Xing cursed secretly in his heart, but he said, "If you want me to die, I have to die."
"Then just kill yourself."
The voice in the fog was relaxed and casual, as if it was talking about a trivial matter.
Chen Xing was caught off guard, his expression changed drastically, he hesitated for a few seconds, then he suddenly pulled out the ripper knife given to him by the black monster.
The cold light of the blade shimmered, reflecting the beating candlelight.
"I'm just a little person, and it's not a pity to die. But if I die, everyone in the world will think that His Majesty is afraid." After saying that, he grabbed the knife and stabbed himself in the throat, thinking silently in his heart, "Don't. Don’t take it seriously!”
When the blade of the knife was still a few centimeters away from his throat, Chen Xing's movements suddenly stopped, and the hand holding the knife hung in the air, unable to move forward.
A toned body appeared in front of him, wearing a leather jacket and leather trousers. He was hot and hot. Slender and strong hands were grabbing his wrist, preventing him from self-determination.
"I already know your sincerity, go back."
The voice in the fog was cold and arrogant, without the slightest emotion.
"Thank you, Queen." Chen Xing nodded and said, then stood up and left. Movements are smooth, neither hasty nor slow.
Outside Qianzhu Hall, Abe put Chen Xing into the carriage. The groom cracked his whip, and the horses moved forward slowly with small steps. After more than ten or twenty minutes, we walked out of the palace complex along the garden path.
"call……"
Watching the palace gate behind him gradually go away, Chen Xing let out a long breath. Only then did he realize that his entire back was soaked in cold sweat. He was not a person who was afraid of death, but it was too humble to die like this.
