Ye Zhaoling frowned. She found that the health condition in the castle was worrying. The most conspicuous thing was that the table in front of her didn't seem to be cleaned...
While eating, Ye Zhaoling observed the milky white residue on the table. It felt like yogurt or cream fell on it and was not wiped off in time.
She was certain that it was definitely not something she accidentally got on it while eating something just now.
Even though she had doubts, it didn't delay her. She finished a ten-inch piece of fruit cake in five minutes. Spicy Maodan cried and covered her bandaged head, holding seven or eight empty plates, and babbled.
Say: "You eat too much."
"How can you eat so well?! Are you a glutton? You eat so much! After eating everything, what do you want Lady Razrith to eat?"
"Your little salary is not even enough to put a small piece of avocado in the salad in front of you..."
"I really don't know why Sir Razrith would give you a separate stove..."
"Could it be that Lady Raziris...she..."
The crystal lanterns on the ceiling were extinguished one by one, and the restaurant on the third floor fell into darkness, leaving only the dim wall lamps emitting scarlet light.
A white tulip fell on the dinner plate at the other end, and Lasiris disappeared.
After eating all the food in front of him, Ye Zhaoling was able to restrain his hungry abyss, but stopped drooling.
The wooden stake jumped up, stood on the table, poked a slender branch on Ye Zhaoling's forehead, and warned sinisterly: "Lord Lasiris said, you can't leave here until you finish eating."
"Why are you staring at me?! No matter how much you stare at me! There's nothing you can do about it! The rules are here! You have to be grateful for everything you are going through now! Because Lord Razrith is generous and noble! So today you
You don’t have to work, you have food to eat!”
"For a lowly person like you, how lucky you are to be able to have a full meal without any worries..."
"Hey! What are you doing???" Mu Zhuanzi looked at Ye Zhaoling in confusion.
Under its horrifying gaze, Ye Zhaoling stood up slowly, raised the fork in his hand and pierced it hard. This fork pierced two of its leaves, and a wound opened on the long dark blue table.
Milky white juice flowed out.
Wooden Zhuanzi stood on the table dumbfounded and said in a strange voice: "Ouch! What are you doing?"
Ye Zhaoling slowly rolled his eyes and stared at his ferocious face on the silver dinner plate, with a pair of scarlet eyes hanging on it.
The next second, she raised the silver fork without hesitation and pierced her other hand. Blood spurted out and sprinkled on the snow-white cloak.
"Fuck! -" Before Mu Zhuanzi could express his emotion again, she saw Ye Zhaoling grabbing four or five pieces of dancing grass and tying them into knots. The dancing grass kept wailing and screaming in her hands.
She didn't realize it. After getting a straw rope more than ten meters long, she tied one end to the foot of the wooden stake.
It also caused Dancing Grass to vomit non-stop and call Spicy Hairy Egg "Athlete's Foot".
She carried the other end of the dancing grass and picked up a pot of shivering dancing flowers. The fluorescent green light hit her blood-stained face, her black and green eyes blinked, and she smiled slightly:
"I still have my last silver coin."
Mala Maodan scolded her: "Are you crazy?!"
Slaves without silver or gold coins will 100% be made into meat sauce.
Ye Zhaoling held the dancing flower, the dancing grass and the wooden stake, and slowly groped along the scarlet wall lamp.
Soon, she came to the spiral staircase.
The orange spiral staircase leads to the slaughterhouse.
She walked up without hesitation, and everything in her eyes turned into orange and warm colors.
Climb five steps.
I seem to see a rose window in front of me. The rose window under the Church of Truth is a round glass window unique to Gothic cathedrals. It blooms radially outward. Unknown gods are painted on the stained glass. When the blood-red moonlight shines in, that
The dawn is almost reddish-orange.
After reaching another level, the gorse mask on Razrith's face suddenly appeared in front of her. The golden mask was rich and powerful, the gorse totem was enchanting, and the dark golden eye sockets were filled with a pair of eyes as calm as the sea.
Ye Zhaoling suddenly staggered a step and retreated to the steps below. She had to throw away the dancing grass in her hand. Spicy Hairy Dan quickly jumped down the stairs and threw a frightened look at Ye Zhaoling as he ran.
look.
Ye Zhaoling could clearly see through the blue light emanating from the Bundy Flower in his hand that in the wound on his left hand that was pierced by the silver fork, the normal flow of blood gradually slowed down, as if encountering a huge resistance, and the blood flowed more and more slowly.
Slower, slower and slower.
It even... began to slowly flow back.
Under her gaze, the dripping blood returned to her veins bit by bit.
And she slowly closed her eyes and opened them again——
She was sitting on a twenty-meter long navy blue table. The long table was as smooth as jade, delicate and delicate, and warm to the touch.
The twenty-meter long table was piled with food.
Ye Zhaoling picked up a piece of cake, cut it into eight small pieces with a knife, and couldn't wait to stuff a piece into his mouth.
After finishing the ten-inch fruit cake in a row, Ye Zhaoling raised his head and suddenly found that Lady Lasiris was missing.
When her eyes returned to the table in front of her, she was surprised to find that some of the originally lush leaves of the dancing grass had become bald at some point, and only half of the dancing grass was left. It was crawling in the flower pot as if frightened, motionless.
move.
There is a white porcelain vase placed next to the dancing grass. In this white porcelain vase is a delicate white tulip.
Ye Zhaoling reached out and took out the white tulip, and a card on the bottle fell onto the table.
She picked up the card, and there was a neat line of words written on it.
"You saw me."
Ye Zhaoling was confused, who is it? Who saw whom? There is a high probability that he is not talking to her, right?
It's a bit scary...
The crystal lantern fish on the ceiling was extinguished at some point, leaving only the scarlet wall lamp emitting an indifferent light.
At some point, the disco flowers on the table slowly lost their color, and the brilliance of the wall lamp quietly faded.
Miss Lazlis slowly came out of the corner.
Within a few breaths, she put her hand on Ye Zhaoling's shoulder. Ye Zhaoling blinked, but found that he could not look back and was stopped by a mysterious force.
Warm breaths fell on her bare shoulders and neck, and a refreshing aroma entered her nose.
Miss Lazlis's hand covered the back of her left hand, with a moist and cool feeling as if she had just come out of cold water, and slowly clasped it tightly between her fingers.
Ye Zhaoling looked at this porcelain white hand, which was large and slender, making people feel very trance-like.
Somehow, her thumb clasped on Miss Lazlis's.
The two hands, one big and one small, are folded together, making them seem to fit together perfectly.
Miss Lasiris's chin slowly landed on her left shoulder. The delicate touch made her feel a little itchy, but she couldn't move even a centimeter to the side.
Her neck outlines the sharp curve of Miss Lazlis's jawline, and the outline of her tall nose can be seen from the corner of her eye.
The nobleman who took off his gorse mask was as clingy as a cat.
"You are God, the music that unfolds in my blind eyes, the palace of the sky, the rivers, the angels, the deep roses, secret and endless."
She chanted lowly.
In the darkness, Miss Lasiris held her slender neck with her other hand, caressing along the fragile lines to her slim chin, and then across her slightly parted red lips.
The card held tightly in his right hand fell quietly on the carpet, not daring to make a sound.
On the back is written clearly——
"Don't wake me up."
Amid the swaying wind, someone let out a hoarse gasp...
