A few minutes ago, Abe, who watched Chen Xing leave, walked into Qianzhu Hall.
"You let him go?"
Abel didn't quite believe it. Although he himself expected things to develop in a good direction, the result made him a little unable to turn around.
It stands to reason that Chen Xing is now mistaken by everyone in the city as the queen's male favorite, so there are only two results, either he really becomes the male favorite, or he is killed. But neither result was the same. The other party was put back, which was a bit strange.
"The embodiment of justice?"
"Haha~"
"The embodiment of justice..."
There was a sleepy murmur in the fog, as if talking to himself.
"Queen, you..." Abel asked in surprise. Why do you become obsessed with a man when you meet him?
"National Division!"
The voice suddenly became cold, and the surrounding temperature dropped rapidly.
"I'm here." Abel nodded quickly in response.
"Memorables!"
"Yes!" The space in front of Abel distorted, opening a space-time crack more than one meter wide. I saw him reaching out his hand and taking out a large book half a man's height from the void where the light was flowing. The book cover is made of black goatskin and stitched with gold and silver threads. It is simple, elegant and extraordinary.
The big book was suspended in the air and slowly opened to both sides, revealing pages of snow-white paper. Abel took out a quill pen from the space, tapped it in the suspended ink bottle, leaned forward slightly, and prepared to write.
"From now on, because of my name, you will be righteous!"
The voice was high-pitched and loud, full of arrogance.
"As you command, my righteous Queen." Abel quickly wrote down what the Queen said with a quill, and recorded the specific time and witnesses. The time is Dr2615-07-26, pm5:12, and the witness is himself.
"Tuk tuk tuk..."
There was a gentle knock on the door. Abel closed the big book and returned it to his personal realm, then cleared his voice and said, "Come in."
The heavy door was pushed open, and a maid walked sideways and cautiously.
"Master, a female Sandman who is a mercenary wants to see you." The maid said towards the mist on the high platform.
"Who recommended it?" the voice in the mist asked.
"Shen Miaoshan, the host of Jingxinzhai in Sanchahe City of the New Zen Sect." "Let her come in." "As ordered."
The maid withdrew. After a while, a female mercenary with a scimitar on her waist pushed the door open with both hands and walked straight to the middle of the hall.
Her bronze skin shone under the candlelight, and her muscles were solid and toned, like a strong female leopard. Her chest was swollen, round and full, almost bursting through the buttons of her bra. He has regular facial features and thick eyebrows, with some masculine characteristics.
At first glance, the appearance is very ordinary, but at second glance, I think it looks better, and it is a more attractive type.
When walking, the waist is like a snake, swaying left and right, and the fat body trembles slightly, showing enchantment. She stood still, knelt down on one knee, and said loudly, "Ah Qiaomu, I have met the Queen."
"Sand people, tell me why you came." The voice in the mist asked, its tone neither happy nor sad, like an orchid in an empty valley or the sound of Sanskrit from the Nine Heavens, full of the majesty of a god. As the saying goes, the sound of loud music is invisible, but the elephant is invisible. This is the magnanimity of a top powerhouse.
However, the female Shamin who called herself "A Qiaomu" in the audience did not show any fear, her eyes were as calm as water, neither humble nor arrogant.
"Please allow me to speak alone." The female sand miner turned her head and looked at Abel next to her, and said to the figure in the mist.
"Accurate." A voice sounded in the fog.
Abel bowed and left the candlelight hall.
"Bang!"
The sound of the door closing echoed in the empty hall, and the echo lingered for a long time.
After being silent for a long time, Aqiaomu raised his head and asked, "My Queen, I heard that you encountered some bad things when you were young."
"What did you say!"
Like an evil dragon that had been touched against its scales, the voice suddenly rose in pitch, as if substantial murderous intent surged out, and most of the candlelight was extinguished in an instant.
Thick darkness shrouded it, gloomy and deep, like a silent volcano. Once it erupted, it would surely destroy the world.
Ah Qiaomu was not affected at all, as if he had long ignored life and death. She slowly stood up, and with a "tear" sound, she suddenly pulled open her top, and two big balls of flesh popped out, dangling in the dim candlelight.
"Just kill me!"
"I've had enough of this world!"
"I've had enough of these dirty and despicable men!"
"I'm done!"
She was shouting hysterically, screaming wildly, her eyes were red, and she was filled with hatred.
"Eh?" A soft voice came from the mist, "Demon cow heart?"
As the sound sounded, the candle stopped shaking, the extinguished part burned again, and the hall returned to brightness.
"As you can see, my body has been transformed and is more... more suitable... for them to play with... ravage..."
With tears in his eyes, Aqiaomu painfully recounted his past sufferings.
"I was imprisoned for eight full years..."
"During that time, I forgot who I was. I was like a female animal. I could do nothing but howl in pain when being slaughtered. I couldn't do anything to the sky or the earth. You know how you got through it..."
"I've had enough, I really have had enough!"
A Qiaomu folded his arms and huddled on the ground, feeling extremely painful.
"What is your wish?"
After a long time, a voice sounded in the fog.
"Power, I need power..." The color gradually returned to the empty eyes, and the voice became firm, "I need the power of revenge!"
"Revenge to whom?" asked the voice in the fog.
Aqiaomu gritted his teeth and said word by word: "To the other half of this world!"
"Very good..." A voice of approval came from the fog, "Your wish has come true."
"I would like to be the queen's fang." A Qiaomu said on his knees.
After a while, Abel returned to the Candlelight Hall at the Queen's summons.
"A Qiaomu, confer the title of Viscount, lead the king's secret guards, and set up a 'Black Prison' interrogation center in my name."
"Take orders!"
Just as Aqiaomu was getting promoted, Chen Xing returned to the Deer Hunter Hotel. Unlike Arqiaomu who was like a fish in water, he now felt very cold and scared, so he immediately rushed into the bathroom and tried to warm himself with hot water.
The feeling of meeting Triris was like a knife blade scraping across the scalp, which made people shudder. But I finally managed to save a small life. If you survive a catastrophe, you will be blessed later. You must be more careful next time.
"Wow..."
Just as he was thinking about it, the bathroom door opened, and Jian Yue Canglian came in carrying a small wooden bucket with soap and towels in it, wanting to take a shower and wipe his back for him.
Looking at the graceful girl, he thought to himself that these days of life and death were not just for the fruits of victory in front of him. The work is all done, but the food has not yet been eaten. Thinking like this, the evil fire suddenly sprang up and was out of control.
"Where is your dedication ceremony?" Chen Xing suddenly asked. That serious expression was like that of a debt-collecting landlord.
Jian Yue Canglian was slightly startled, "Tonight?"
"Arrange it as soon as possible." Chen Xing said.
"Please allow me to prepare for half an hour, and then we will go to the academy auditorium. You will get what you want." Jian Yue Canglian said.
"Okay, hurry up!" Chen Xing urged. After Jian Yue Canglian went out, he got into the water and soaked for a while, then went out to put on clothes and wait to set off.
Half an hour later, Jian Yue Canglian came out of the room carrying a small travel bag. Her whole body exuded a faint scent of soap, and her hair was slightly damp. She must have just taken a shower.
Why are you carrying a small travel bag? Chen Xing couldn't help but remember that before time travel, ladies on Earth all carried similar small bags with various "toys" inside.
The two of them went down to the hotel lobby, got on the carriage called by Old K, and headed all the way to the college.
In the carriage, Jian Yue Canglian was sitting upright, with her small travel bag beside her and her hands on her knees, looking very calm.
But it was just a look, the twinkling eyes betrayed her heart. Uneasy and confused. He was not as natural and calm as before, and he did not dare to look directly into Chen Xing's eyes.
Seeing her like this, Chen Xing suddenly became interested and teased, "Are you nervous?"
"No, I'm looking forward to it." Jian Yue Canglian said with a straight face.
"I heard that the first time for a girl is very painful." Chen Xing said with a bad smile.
"As long as the pain is given by the master, it is happiness." Jian Yue Canglian said, with a very serious tone.
Damn it...
Chen Xing couldn't help but scream in his heart. Although it sounded like a fallacy, he had to admit that it was a very good fallacy.
"Who taught you this?" he couldn't help but ask.
"Dean Catherine, she said, no matter what the master gives us, it is our happiness." Jian Yue Canglian said.
"Then what else did she teach you?" Chen Xing asked slightly excitedly.
"The art of the boudoir, stealing the fragrance of the moon." "That's what it is, please be more specific." "It's the technique of serving the master. I don't know how to describe it in detail." Jian Yue Canglian said.
Chen Xing suddenly thought of a question, how could he remain a virgin while learning that kind of thing? So he asked, "If you learn this, will you..." He gestured with his hands, which probably meant that.
"Master, are you doubting my chastity?" Jian Yue Canglian's expression became serious, "If you don't believe it, you can let me commit suicide by caesarean section."
"It's okay, I believe you." Chen Xing said with a smile, reaching out to hug Yue Canglian's waist, but was dodged.
"According to tradition, the master cannot touch me before the dedication ceremony." Jian Yue Canglian refused solemnly, and Chen Xing had no choice but to give up. I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry, so I just wait.
The carriage traveled westward along the main road of Ice Blue City, passing through streets and alleys, going up bridges and crossing rivers, and arrived at the Maid Academy located on the banks of Ice and Snow Lake.
Jian Yue Canglian had informed the receptionist in advance and arranged everything. As soon as the carriage arrived, the two female teachers immediately opened the tall iron gate and welcomed them in.
Walking on the path paved with flowers and rainstones, passing through the playground and teaching building, the two came to the school auditorium. From the appearance, it is a long bread-shaped building with an arched roof. The highest point is more than 20 meters and the lowest point is more than 10 meters.
After entering, the teacher outside closed the door and the footsteps gradually faded away.
It is now around nine o'clock in the evening, and the auditorium is pitch dark.
"Crack!"
Jian Yue Canglian pushed the switch, and the light immediately illuminated the empty auditorium.
The wooden floor is smooth, translucent and spotless. There are sports equipment in the corner and folding chairs against the wall. It is not difficult to guess that this is usually used as an indoor gymnasium and a place for school meetings.
In the large space, there was only one leather chair placed in the middle, facing the entire stage.
It was quiet everywhere, and any movement would cause a huge echo. In such an environment, people will instinctively avoid making sounds. It can be seen that Yue Canglian was not restrained at all, holding her head high and letting her tall heels hit the ground.
"Ding-deng-deng..."
The sound of high heels echoed throughout the space.
"Master, please sit down."
Jian Yue Canglian took Chen Xing's hand and sat down on the leather chair, then took out a white letter from the small travel bag and presented it with both hands.
"Master, please accept my confession."
"What are you writing about?" Chen Xing asked deliberately.
"You'll know just by looking at it..." Jian Yue Canglian knelt in front of Chen Xing, her face slightly red, and she didn't dare to look into his eyes.
Chen Xing was so angry that he took the envelope and squeezed it a few times.
"Master, please wait a moment, I will change into the clothes for the ceremony."
Seeing Yue Canglian fled away as if fleeing. Chen Xing opened the envelope and took out the letter paper. The paper exudes a faint fragrance. When you open it, the handwriting is beautiful, clean and tidy.
Dear, great and supreme master:
The first time I met you was at the training ground. The way you look at me is like a wolf, nakedly possessive and undisguised.
My heart suddenly felt like a deer, and I wanted to rush over immediately, kneel at your feet, and long for your blessing.
But you left ruthlessly...
Later, the dean came to me and said that the maid you liked was killed and I must take her place as your new maid.
At that moment, I was so excited, as if I heard the most beautiful voice in the world, and my heart felt as sweet as drinking honey.
Maybe you won't believe it, but when I saw you in the dean's office, I was so excited that I almost fainted...
Well, I admit that the above words may not be true, but I can assure you that my dear, great, supreme master, everything I said will definitely become true in the future.
I won’t say anything unspeakable, let me do it for you.
The signature below is Jian Yue Cang Lian, and the date is the day after Lin Shuyao was killed.
"Ding-deng-deng..."
There were crisp footsteps on the stage. He raised his head and his eyes suddenly lit up.
I saw Jian Yue Canglian on the stage wearing a red butt-length skirt and only half of a white short shirt, revealing her healthy belly. The cool outfit and hot figure make it difficult to control yourself.
"Dear Master, I am Jian Yue Cang Lian, who was born for you. Please take good care of me in the future." She made a ninety-degree bow, "Please enjoy this body that has been diligently trained for you for seventeen years. .”
After saying that, she raised her arms and danced her waist. The dance is graceful and soft, sometimes like a fish playing in the water, sometimes like a swan wailing, fully showing off the beautiful body of the young girl.
Chen Xing's heart was burning with anger and he ordered: "Come down!"
His eyes flashed with coldness and fierceness, as if he would immediately execute the opponent if he dared to disobey the order.
Jian Yue Cang Lian, who was on the stage, looked directly into his eyes, landed on the stage with a backflip, and walked towards him.
"Master, everything in Canglian belongs to you..."
