"That was just a very simple greeting between acquaintances. You are making a fuss out of a molehill."

"Is it really that simple?"

Xiaodie's fingers are still on Xie Sheng's arm.*

But if it was a gentle breeze just now, now it is a biting north wind.

Kuidi began to gradually increase the strength in his hands.

"Then tell me, those were just simple greetings, what would it be like between lovers?"

"If you really want to know, as your piano teacher, I have the responsibility to teach you what you want to know, but we'd better change places."

Xie Sheng looked lovingly at the second young lady whose eyebrows were gradually rising and a storm was brewing.

Someone once said that actions speak louder than words, and sometimes, this sentence is really effective.

Half an hour later, Xie Sheng reached out and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"You look tired?"

"It's true that I'm a little tired, but this fatigue is completely worth it. I can be tired again several times, do you believe it?"

"No bragging"

Xiaodie stretched out her arm and placed two fingers in a pincer shape on Xie Sheng's arm.

Probably because of the red fingerprints on it, she felt a little pity.

This time she let go of her poor arm and just blew it a few times with the breeze.

"Tell me about your experience in the dungeon. People are worried to death."

"Believe me, being in a cold and damp dungeon is far less comfortable than being in your tower where you can see the sun all day long."

"Maybe one day you can live in it openly and openly."

"Do you mean that I can sneak in sneakily now?"

"That's not an easy task. Unless you grow a pair of wings and fly up, those servants won't let outsiders go up at will."

"Haha, wings"

Hearing what Kudie said, Xie Sheng laughed softly.

"I have a more feasible way. You lowered a rope from the tower and I can climb up along the rope."

"No, that's too dangerous. I heard from Elena that there was an unlucky guy in the castle who fell while doing this last night, but I don't know why she refused to tell me the name of the unlucky guy."

"Maybe she is making up stories to amuse you."

"Elena is a good girl who never lies. Let's not talk about that. I want to know the story about white bread, black bread and red wine.

I heard that you are more dangerous in the dungeon than outside. When you walked out of the dungeon, the guards said they never wanted to see you again. Is that true?"

"There is something like that before, but the following ones are a bit misinformation. In fact, they don't want to see me in the dungeon. They are referring to the former guards in the dungeon."

"You'd better tell me in detail and restore your strength by the way. You may still be tired and tired later."

"Well, things started when I first entered the dungeon..."

As Xie Sheng told what happened in the dungeon.

When some people are happy, others are miserable. When Kuidi slipped out of the tower, he thought everyone was sleeping.

In fact, there was another lady who couldn't sleep no matter what.

That is the sad Miss Elizabeth.

By the way, it should be Princess Elizabeth.

Everyone saw how "close" her mother, Queen Sofia, was during lunch

Elizabeth is not stupid, she knows her mother better than anyone at the dinner table.

I know there must be something wrong with my mother and my pianist father.

"Maybe I have some kind of blood relationship with the pianist. Maybe I will never have the possibility of developing a relationship with Mr. Pianist."

"If not, you must find an opportunity to ask about this matter."

"Well, this princess spent too much time reading the same cookie-cutter romance novels during class."

From time to time, the pianist's room echoed with the crisp laughter of Kuidi.

At the same time, the situation in the dungeon was far less interesting than Xie Sheng said.

After Xie Sheng left, many changes took place in the dungeon.

For example, the Sphinx and his friends were also put into a cell.

He lives right across from those cattle thieves in Hermes.

Butler Xiong said that he hadn't thought about their punishment yet. Before that, every day in jail wouldn't count.

After Jack was held briefly for a while, his mother left him.

Everyone knows the status of the fat chef in the kitchen, and she always has someone there.

Lonely Charlie and Captain Wallace were locked in a cell.

If a person is detained for a long time, it is easy for him to suffer from mental problems.

For example, Captain Wallace has begun to show similar symptoms.

"Is your name Charlie?"

"Yes, this is the eighteenth time you have confirmed it in half an hour."

"I'm sorry, I need to know if I am sober enough. You can't even imagine what I went through in this dungeon!"

"Aren't I staying in this dungeon too? I think except for a girl's kiss and me being shot, everything else should be about the same."

"No, my experience was far more terrifying than being shot. I really envy the kiss you got, but are you sure it was really a girl and not some guard!"

"Hell, of course it's a girl, and the most beautiful girl from the whole castle. Tell me about your terrible experience."

"I have always liked a young lady. Believe me, she is the most beautiful girl in the entire Demonic Market."

Charlie curled his lips and said nothing. The other party had a high military rank, so he decided to give him a certain amount of respect.

"I was brought to her. It seemed to be a bathhouse. She was hung on a hook. I decided to propose to her. That's why I came to the castle."

"I have to say, proposing in a bathhouse is a very special way."

"Well, I don't know why she rejected me in the bathhouse. I don't understand why she rejected me!"

"Mr. Captain, please listen to my advice. As long as it's not a bathhouse, any other place will be fine next time, even if it's in hell.

Also, don’t hang your beloved woman on a hook, your chances of success will definitely increase greatly.”

"Charlie, I wish I could have known you earlier. Your suggestions are very pertinent."

In the cells next to them, there were captured soldiers under Wallace's command.

Originally, because many people were injured, in order to facilitate treatment, they were arranged in a warehouse in the yard.

But Dr. Edward had already treated their wounds, and for ease of management, they were also imprisoned in the dungeon.

The dungeon is now guarded by twenty well-trained "farmers"

Their leader was Sergeant Joseph.

The new guards felt very sorry for these former comrades headed by Hermes.
Chapter completed!