Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

  Excessively calm, looking at her calmly.

   Not afraid.

   only showed a gentle smile, grabbed her hand, and lowered his head slightly.

  Like a rose whose thorns have been plucked.

  Beautiful, yet docile.

  Low eyebrows are pleasing to the eye, quiet.

   It looks really easy to bully.

  It is easy to make people look bad.

  Nia stared at her, squinting slightly.

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castle.

   The time outside has passed for an unknown amount of time.

   Inside, the static space-time is like a big impenetrable net.

   Coming from all directions, enveloping that small and incapable person.

   The stagnant time, the stagnant air, and the stagnant, closed door, everything is dead.

   Except they—

  Four people who desperately wanted to get out.

  The dead silence in the castle magnified their restless and manic emotions, and then magnified them.

  The longing to get out, the despair of not knowing when to leave.

  They tried to push the door, tried to find the mechanism, and even tried any method they could think of.

   Tried everything, nothing worked.

  The door was as thick as a giant's thigh, even though they tried their best, they still didn't budge.

   Like a mayfly shaking an elephant.

   Simply vulnerable.

  As the time they perceive passes by, the longer they stay in this airtight place, the more tired they become.

  Exhaustion plus hunger, and mental tension.

  Everything seems to be forcing them.

  Forcing their emotions to collapse and go in an uncontrollable direction.

   There was silence outside the door, and only the sound of their struggling hearts was left behind the door.

  The person sleeping on the rocking bed still kept his eyes closed, quietly.

   is the one to be saved, but also—the one who can save others.

  Her old face, dry hands, and dark yellow complexion, she was clearly asleep, but there seemed to be a dreamy smile on her face.

   It was like a very happy dream.

   Not wanting to wake up at all.

   Even if the surrounding environment changes, it will not be disturbed at all.

   The shaker shakes slightly, and the shaking is slight.

  The scent of flowers in the air has faded, leaving only the sour smell that has not been bathed all year round.

   filled the air, like a haze, shrouded the castle.

   Stays for a long time.

at last-

   All I saw was that Prince April suddenly stood up and walked towards the shaker.

   Pulled out a short dagger from his waist, and made a quick decision.

  Caught off guard, the three people next to him were startled.

"elder brother-"

   "His Royal Highness April—"

   They also got up quickly.

   Regardless of physical fatigue.

   Only Prince April was seen, holding a short knife, walking to the shaker.

  Looking at the ugly woman in the bed, he raised the dagger, without any hesitation, and slammed it down—

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   Prairie.

   Almost at the same moment, the cold and gentle Selene stopped what she was doing.

  The soft and curly eyelashes are slightly raised, and the dark blue hazy eyes are dark, deserted, without a trace of emotion.

  Like a saint who has been deprived of emotion, his flawless face is bland and traceless, as silent as the dead sea.

  The action paused for a long time, and I couldn't see what was in his mind.

   At the same time, a warm body came up behind him.

   rubbed against each other, leaned closer, like a puppy.

  Hold hands, with curiosity.

   "What are you thinking? Selene."

  Why didn't you move all of a sudden?

  The person behind him has been hugging him, but he is still not very peaceful.

  Take advantage of the opportunity.

  I dare not be blatant, I can only do this...