mechanical court

In the last sentence, he was almost roaring in a suppressed way, with a chill in his rattling teeth.

"The premise of doing this is to win his trust. How can we make that tyrant trust us?" The red-haired girl looked at her brother, suddenly upset, and subconsciously clenched the folds of her long skirt.

"This requires you to come forward."

The red-haired young man avoided her gaze and said in a low voice:

"Tyrants are usually lustful... I have studied that tyrant. Besides his wife, he also has four beautiful mistresses. Apart from their tall stature and outstanding temperament, those mistresses also have a common characteristic. They are all personalities. Strong women! That is to say, that tyrant loves women who are physically and mentally strong... and is keen to conquer them!"

Having said that, he lowered his head, took a deep breath, and said with emphasis:

"Sister, for that tyrant, you are the most charming poison... Your beauty is comparable to his queen. If you show up, you will definitely be able to seduce him. At that time, you only need to blow on the pillow Wind, let him indulge in foreign conquest...we have a chance to revive Norma!"

"In order to kill him, did you choose to sacrifice me?" the red-haired girl lowered her head and asked in a low voice.

"Sister, the hatred of destroying the country must be reported!" The young man gritted his molars and said.

"You're right. Right now, this method has the highest success rate."

Crystal tears fell from the face of the red-haired girl, she pursed her lips, and her lips were slightly moist.Her icy face was stained with tears, she looked like a rose soaked in dew, she looked more dignified and beautiful than usual.

"sister……"

"What should I do?" She smiled slightly, wiping the corners of her eyes.

"I prepared a ball gown for you next door. There are people from us in the song and dance party... We have a way to let you perform on stage." The red-haired young man calmed down and said calmly.

"I'll try it."

The red-haired girl stood up, walked past him, and walked into the door behind the boy.

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Time is like sand in an hourglass, passing by little by little, and the sound of the boy's breathing quietly echoes in the space.

The closed door opened in the dim light.

A slim figure of a woman slowly stepped out of it.

The red-haired girl looked at her younger brother tenderly. She was wearing a long snow-white gauze dress, and the lace collar was tightened from bottom to top; so that most of the lifted plump breasts were exposed, revealing a large beautiful and healthy body. snow-white complexion.The waist is extremely thin, wrapped with a wide soap belt, making her figure even more slender.

There was a butterfly-shaped white mask on her pretty face, and a pair of green star eyes gleamed calmly.The red twin ponytails are combed into a spiral shape and fall from the shoulders, and are wrapped with golden ribbons, looking as beautiful as an elf in a dream.

"Is that enough?"

"Yes, there is a chance tonight."

The red-haired youth nodded, turned his head to catch the trace, avoided his eyes and said:

"During the show, you'll be on stage as a dancer...the dance music is ready for you...you'll have to spend some time learning how to dance as soon as possible."

"..."

When he was talking, Sophia bent down and looked at her younger brother carefully. His gaze at this moment seemed cold and a little anxious.

"Sister, will you follow suit?"

Sensing her gaze, the red-haired youth asked in an expectant tone.

After a moment of silence, Sophia giggled lightly, her branches trembling with laughter, her hair swaying in a brilliant halo.But the green eyes always maintained a trace of clarity, and nodded with a light smile:

"Of course, I'll make that tyrant pay."

"This is dance music." Hearing her words, the red-haired young man quickly handed over his mobile phone as if he had been pardoned.

Sophia picked up his mobile phone - she clicked on the video file that she had prepared, and a dancer with a voluptuous figure immediately danced, accompanied by wild music, enthusiastically showing her fiery figure.

She watched the dancer in the video, and before she knew it, tears flowed down her cheeks, floating in the hazy dust.

1 Chapter Ninety

Under the clear starry night, the wide Jinghu lake is brightly lit, and the sparkling light reflects countless lights, making the whole royal city bright like day; rivers, parks, docks, and other public areas are filled with gourmet delicacies. access.Citizens and merchants in the city took to the streets one after another, clustered around the suspended stages, singing and dancing to participate in the carnival.

The Echtaden Grand Theater was already brightly lit at this time, and a circle of suspended neon lights slowly rotated along the building; uninterrupted beams of different-colored light beams interweaved into a beautiful seven-color light curtain above the theater.

The appearance of the Grand Theater is three groups of tall and straight stone castles, which are located on the base of the concrete structure, surrounded by squares and parks.

The overall area is very large, with large lawns, large flower beds, fountains and mirror-shaped ponds, large and small lakes and open canals on the periphery.There are also countless lifelike lives, humans and beasts, which are pure white marble statues and bronze sculptures; they are scattered among the forests and under the fountains, on the walls and roofs of those buildings, showing various poses to passers-by. .

Thousands of palms and conifers are planted in pots and distributed along the staggered corridors.Huge flower gardens and forests, and spacious boulevards for traffic, are very breathable, refreshing and pleasing to the eye.

The entrance of the entire building complex is at the southern end, and there are spacious and long steps extending downwards; Adjutant Renee stands tall and straight at the end of the stairs, with short wine-red hair simply tucked behind his ears, and a fiery red flower pinned to his chest. Receive distinguished guests in the name of the royal family.

Tonight she was wearing a long blue dress, her chest was tightened to outline a beautiful line; the back was hollowed out, revealing her snow-white skin.The long legs under the mermaid skirt are half-revealed with the slits, and she is wearing a pair of red high-heeled shoes with blue straps, looking as beautiful as a mermaid.

"May the glory of my king surround you."

An old man wearing a high-level sacrificial robe walked up the steps, and while showing the invitation card, respectfully saluted her with clasped hands.

"Have a good day, Mr. Sacrifice."

Renee returned the salute with a smile, then stepped aside and watched the priest walk into the long corridor behind him.

Soon, she heard the sound of approaching footsteps again, and hurriedly turned her head, only to see a group of strangely matched guests.

As we all know, to participate in this kind of state banquet-level opera gala, the guests are either one or a couple—but these guests are different, they are a triangular lineup of two men and one woman.

The trio all have purple-black hair, and recognizable brown eyes, showing their distinctive royal identities.

The burly young man on the left, wearing a plain dress, is Ozzy, who is currently serving as a senior officer of the Paladin Army.

The tall and thin young man on the right with sparse eyebrows, slightly upturned lips, and always a smile on his face is called Ptolemy.Compared with Ozzy, his status is more noble, his official position is the cabinet of the empire to participate in politics - and he has won the trust of the Sun King, his status is equivalent to the prime minister who is under one person and above ten thousand people.

The two companions are sandwiched in the middle, and the beautiful girl with 'male' on the left and right is Yamanla, who belongs to a more precious technical talent and has just served as the director of the Imperial Mecha Research Center.

Seeing Renee looking straight at her, Yamanla was a little embarrassed at this time, looking left and right, not knowing whose hand to hold.In the end, he simply took a step forward and asked the two men behind to form a pair. He stepped up the stairs first, and trotted to Leni to hand over the invitation:

"Good evening, Miss Rainey."

"good evening."

Renee looked at her teasingly, and after checking the invitation, she leaned into Amara's ear and whispered:

"It's not an option to procrastinate like this. You'd better make up your mind before they merge."

"I see!"

Yamanla blushed and nodded vigorously, then took back the invitation, flicked her long hair vigorously, and walked into the corridor without looking back.