Carol, your sister is here!

, printed marks on the wet moss outside, created a rough illusion of escape to confuse others' sight and reasoning, then lit the long cotton thread connected to the pre-placed combustibles as a signal, and finally quickly hid in a blind corner behind the door.He leaned against the wall and squatted down with his head in his arms, barely covering his outline with the help of clusters of flowers.

The bet is that they underestimated and didn't understand her.

The bet is... that the soldiers can receive the signal as soon as possible and scare them away before they become suspicious and search the room carefully.

Had the Amazon had more time or been more cautious, her simple strategy would have failed.

It's not that she didn't think about running away from the small stone platform outside the window sill, but one side is a cliff that is destined to splatter three feet of blood. She dare not have any expectations for her mental quality of walking a tightrope, let alone flattering her footsteps. It is impossible to catch up with professional soldiers; if you shout for help, not to mention whether the guards below can hear it, it is easier to scare the enemy, forcing the enemy to immediately take her as a hostage and leave in a big way; There are also enemies guarding the pass. Wouldn't it be self-inflicted to leave rashly?

The most important thing is that she was so weak and limp from the tossing that her parts below the waist were limp, and she couldn't run fast.

After much deliberation, let's take a gamble.

Facts have proved that she had expected the ending, but not the beginning: how could she have expected that Amaronas was so powerful that he did not take the usual path, and the doorknob couldn't be opened, so he had to kick the door open with a domineering "clang" Said that the remaining force of the impact force also unfortunately made the hard bronze plate hit her forehead...

The visitor's unintentional kick was enough to kill Princess Bitaido who was hiding behind the door, and knocked him unconscious.

114 feast

The slightly curly forehead hair fell down just enough to cover the small bruise on the forehead, and that night Kathy went to the banquet with Izmi as if nothing had happened.

Not only is it polite, but it is also to prove to the countries that are more or less harboring ulterior motives that Bitai is still stable internally.

Considering that her husband's hand injury should not be in contact with alcohol, she had an idea and temporarily designed a wine jug with a built-in partition. exchange between them.

When Izmi saw how much she valued his little injury, which even he himself didn't care about, his heart warmed, and he couldn't help smiling, so he let Mula and the others listen to her instructions and find a craftsman to do the work.

Although they were full of doubts about the commotion in the morning, the guests who asked their subordinates to investigate in private, on the surface, still went up to them respectfully and congratulated them in the feast at night. A tacit understanding.

The atmosphere of the guests is divided into two distinct groups.

Most of those with flattering words and a slightly cautious posture are struggling to survive in the cracks, and only come from dependent countries who are dependent on the powerful and domineering Bitaido to survive; while at first glance they seem plain and calm, or their language is tentative, and they occasionally go around Intentional or unintentional scanning is often in a relatively close position to this plateau hegemony.For example, Xia Lu, the unfavored prince of Assyria, had a sad face, and sat on his seat drinking wine without saying a word; or for example, the envoy of Babylon secretly looked at her complicatedly, speaking in a neither salty nor bland tone, Showing a little arrogance.

They were still uncertain about Bitaido's ambiguous attitude.

Not long ago, they reached an alliance to jointly deal with Egypt, but everyone knew that this light document could be torn off at any time.The Egyptians are still looking forward to the birth of an heir soon, while the runaway princess is obediently raising the baby, King Memphis is diligent in government and martial arts, and his hard work makes them have no chance to take advantage of it for the time being.To make matters worse, Bithai, which is usually the main force in waging wars, has also become strangely silent recently, standing still.

What is behind this stalemate is somewhat intriguing.

They absolutely do not believe that the militant Supinu Liumas will be willing to be silent and give up his ambition of coveting the rich and golden country; nor do they believe that the newly married prince will go against the wish of his favorite concubine and tear himself apart with the country guarded by his most valued sister , Meet each other again.

Even if it was a simple probing between the lines, the other party ignored it, and the prince and concubine, who seemed easy to start, also answered without leaking. She said half of what should be said, and just smiled at what should not be said, so that they couldn't ask. The bad premonition is getting stronger and stronger—in case Egypt and Bitaido really forget the past grievances and disputes, and use the blood relationship between the two noble princesses as a medium to shake hands and restore the old good, when they join forces in their vast country Under the circumstances, who can be the enemy?

That is undoubtedly the scene that everyone least wants to see.

Not noticing the impatience beneath the humble appearance of these people for the time being, Kathy continued to identify the important guests with great interest: Oh yes, there is another special case, that is, the princess of the direct line was refused marriage and intended to murder the prince and concubine. The first prince of Georgia, the home country of Princess Tamulis, who suffered a catastrophe and was disliked by the Bitai people.

——Haha, he is staring at her with a bad face, what kind of congratulations is this, he is not willing to put on an act, it is too unprofessional.

Casey squinted his eyes jokingly, stared at the other party calmly as if unintentionally for a while, and then hurriedly looked away as if nothing had happened before the black curly-haired donut prince reached the critical point of exploding hair, waiting for him After cooling down a little, I repeated this teasing behavior a few times, only to feel that the other party's angry reaction and red face became more and more interesting.

Until Izumi secretly pinched her buttocks as a warning.

Since taking his seat, Kathy has been leaning against Izumi who is lying on his side with a standard smile for entertainment, trying to remember everyone's name.But looking at it, a blush gradually appeared on the delicate and white cheeks, and she gritted her teeth unbearably and whispered to the prince next to her: "Don't keep staring at me!"

No matter when she was concentrating on appreciating the delicate delicacies, appreciating the hot *singing and dancing, or quietly observing the crowd, his presumptuous eyes followed her everywhere, afraid that she who pretended not to know really didn't know. .

That is to say, when the envoys of great powers congratulated him, he would half-raise his eyelids to give them a glance, and respond lightly.

Didn't you see that everyone else was looking sideways and showing an annoying 'we all know' smile?

Not only did Izmi fail to fulfill her wish to keep a low profile, but instead, she picked up a strand of light golden hair that hung down to her chest, brought it to her lips and kissed it lightly, and stared at her intently during the whole process. The smile was like a pebble falling into the middle of a still lake, and the ripples gradually expanded to the corners of the eyes and brows.

After a while, before Kathy could express his position angrily, he reluctantly let go of his blond hair, parted his thin lips lazily, and threw out such an irresponsible sentence: "Let them watch it, let them see it." How kind we are*."

"You, you..." His voice trembled with anger at his nonsense, and Kathy, who was already a little weak, felt his head swell with annoyance, and the bruise on his forehead began to ache.

In order to change the topic, she changed her mind and asked, "By the way, didn't you invite people from Minoa?"

She clearly remembered that not long ago, there were friendly diplomatic relations between the two countries that were close to close allies.

This unintentional remark stepped on a huge minefield.

Izumi's face darkened immediately, and instead of answering, he raised his eyebrows dangerously at her who didn't know why.

The next moment, his unreasonable performance almost made the unprepared Casey's heart stop beating, and caused an uproar around him—he slowly turned over and lay down on the bed, and then quickly turned around to bully him. , this position is very ingenious, and the petite and exquisite Casey who is still in a daze is immediately blocked between the back of the soft couch and his chest, and the space on both sides is completely blocked by the powerful arms. The trapped prince and concubine was hugged horizontally and hugged tightly.

"Everyone," he first bowed to thank the stunned King Bitedo and his concubine, "Father and Queen Mother, thank you for holding a special banquet for us, but I'm a little tired, so I can bring my Is the concubine going down?"

Sebil, who was the first to react, nodded her head reservedly before her husband, indicating that she had agreed: "Take a good rest."

"Thank you, Queen Mother."

"Wait, wait—" The half-drunk and half-awake Supinuli Umas was slow for a while, and the incomprehensible objection that was about to be uttered with great difficulty was interrupted by Izmi, who only heard him speak loudly to the stunned guests. In a polite and arrogant tone, they announced simply and confidently, "Please enjoy yourself." Without any nostalgia, they hugged the beauty decisively and left all the way.

King Bitedo: "..."

Sibier's face was full of relief: "Hehe."

She ignored her lost husband, but called someone to summon the head maid Mura, whispered a few words, nodded in satisfaction, turned her head and pretended to ask: "King, do you want to continue drinking? Please allow me Rest now."

After speaking in an undeniable tone, the charming princess stood up slowly, and the graceful figure she left leisurely was very similar to the elegance and nobility of her only son.

——That's right, he often asserts himself in a gentle and refined manner, which keeps others infuriated.

There is also the free will that goes deep into the bone marrow.

Once again, King Bitaido, who was left hanging in the same place, stretched his neck, and the villain in his heart crazily flipped the table: "..."

Forget it, he continued to drink.

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