After being sacrificed to Eros [Greek mythology]

When he returned to the human world which was still in the night, Psyche felt that the experience just now was like a dream, and the sound of lila like fairy music lingered in his ears for a long time.

However, the damp and rotten smell in the forest told her that the dream was over and she returned to the world.

His ten fingers intertwined lightly on hers, "Are you happy when you heard the lila just now?"

Psyche smiled slightly.

Music can indeed give people a beautiful experience, and even heal some kind of inner trauma.

She nodded, the aftertaste still lingering, "Thank you. I... almost thought it was played by God Apollo."

He said softly, "What if it is?"

Psyche stopped for a moment.

"You're teasing me." She thought for a while, the corners of her mouth curled into an arc.

He smiled heartily and patted her on the shoulder.

"Well, Psyche, no matter who he is, as long as he can make you happy."

He held her ten-finger hand and pressed it slightly, casually pecked at her protruding joints, "Honey, you are the most beautiful when you smile."

Psyche's eyes were blindfolded, and the soft touch of his lips on the back of her hand was magnified countless times, as if a small electric current slipped through, and every inch of skin connected to her body was followed by Su Nuan.

This feeling is like a few wisps of water suddenly oozing from the dry land.Although it is not enough to moisten the dry land, it is the first time in history.

Since he is her husband, then she is his and he should be hers.

Why can't she just look at him?

Is it really so ugly that people will be frightened and fainted just by looking at it?

Psyche touched something on his face, "Can I take off the white silk now?"

He paused after hearing what she said.

The moonlight is like bright smoke, and the shadows of the trees in the forest are mottled, and anyone's face can be seen.

He held her hand that wanted to tear off the white silk, "Wait and go back."

Psyche stood where he was.

"I won't dislike your appearance." She blinked a few times silently, trying to prepare herself mentally, "Well... There are many pictures of people with deformed faces in the enlightenment books, and I have seen them all."

The two confronted each other for about a snap of a finger.

He seemed to ponder for a while, but still rejected her.

"Honey, absolutely not." His tone was inexplicably sad, and he put his arms around her slender waist, "If you look at me, something bad will happen."

Psyche was slightly disappointed.

Why does she feel that he is perfunctory her?

He knows everything about her like the back of his hand, but she can't see even a hair of his.

Not even his name.

Is he a little dishonest?Or does he have another purpose...

Is he the same as Medusa, people will petrify just by looking at his face?

Kind of outrageous.

She wrung her hands together, and the corners of her mouth drooped.

He stroked the hair on her temples, and whispered softly, "Is it good to be obedient?"

The more flat and warm his tone, the less room for negotiation.But he was always approachable, and even when he refused her request, he glowed with grace.

Finally she nodded, "Okay."

At this moment, there was a loud whimpering sound in the night sky—it was the horn of Aldous again.

Psyche was suddenly in a trance.

So close, as if right next to my ear.

But her hand was grabbed by the people around her.

"What is that sound?"

At this time, Psyche's throat felt like a thorn again, and it was very difficult to tell a convincing lie.

She breathed the slightly frosty air, "I don't know... it should be the hunters."

His vague outline slowly approached her, and leaned close to her, "Really? From the look of you, it doesn't look like you don't know."

Psyche didn't know that the revealing expression of her lips and eyebrows had already sold her out.

She subconsciously lowered her head and frowned, "I really don't know...why are you talking to me like this?"

As a princess, she had never done such an almost coquettish young daughter's demeanor before, and now she can't care so much.

The two confronted each other silently for a while, and he raised his hand to rub her brow bone, "I'm sorry dear, I apologize to you for my rudeness."

Psyche lowered his head and said nothing.

This was the second time she had heard the horn.

She had to go to Aldous anyway, tell him she was alive, and tell them not to worry.

And she has to hurry, otherwise Aldous and the others will leave...

Psyche had no choice but to get rid of his childish timidity and show all his strength.

"You are doubting me." She pretended to be very angry, "In that case, let's go our separate ways."

He laughed in surprise and sighed, "Isn't it?"

"I just want to be alone," she said, "Can't I?"

She deliberately suppressed the anxiety in her heart, and slowly uttered these words, it seemed that she really just wanted to take a walk.

"Of course," he said, "what would you like, my dear?"

"I want to go for a walk by myself."

As long as she can meet Aldos, it will be a fish into the sea and a bird flying into the sky. Even if he chases after him, even if he has witchcraft and magic, he will not be the opponent of the dragon slaying warrior Aldos... Aldos will definitely Will keep her safe.

This thought was hidden deep in her heart, and the man had no way of knowing it.

Psyche raised her face slightly, and hooked her little finger stubbornly, showing that she has a very stubborn personality, and she will be angry for a long time if she is offended even a little, and she must agree to her request.

"It's so hard that you can't help it."

He suppressed a little helplessness in his throat, "Don't be angry. You can do whatever you want."

Psyche closed his eyes calmly.

After waiting for a while, he didn't see him leave.

"Why haven't you left yet?"

He rubbed his ears between her hair, his voice was deep and charming, "What's the point of just walking? Honey, let's play hide-and-seek. I'll count to twenty, you can wander around as you like, it doesn't matter if you leave this forest .But there is one..."

He helped her untie the white silk, gently pressed and sneered, "Don't let me find you."

one two three four……

twenty.

The woods and rocks in the forest are jagged, with teeth and claws, as if there are countless hands chasing her behind her.

Psyche hurriedly followed the direction from the horn just now.

She was as urgent as avoiding a storm. The bitter night wind poured into her lungs, making her throat ache, and several places on her feet and legs were cut by sharp stones.

Even so, she still didn't dare to waste time.

She knew that she only had twenty minutes to count, and if she couldn't join Aldos before that, or find a safe and hidden place to hide, she would lose the game.

However, the forest is just as the man said, dangerous and full of death traps.

As she ran all the way, ferocious and terrifying beasts lurked and howled in the dark, and there were swamps of all sizes under her feet, and if she was not careful, she would fall into them and be swallowed alive by the mud.

A crossing is covered by countless bushes, and there are countless forks in the road.

Just relying on the sound of the horn just now, Psyche felt lost.

Not knowing whether it was sweat or tears that wet her eyebrows, she rolled up her sleeves and wiped them, secretly praying that Aldous would blow the horn again.

It's a life-or-death moment, and I hope Aldous can hear her... Please him!

However, before the sound of the horn came, the man behind him chased after him relentlessly.

He didn't fly, his footsteps stepped on the rustling leaves, as silent as a snake.

Twenty is early.

His voice was as soft as singing, "Psyche? Come out, I see you."

Psyche was startled when he was hiding behind the bushes, and ran away like a frightened rabbit.

The man's low smile echoed throughout the forest.

She didn't understand why she was so afraid of him all of a sudden?

Is it because of the sense of urgency the game brings?

Panting heavily, she kept comforting herself that the greatest reward must be exchanged with the heaviest price... Going home is her greatest reward.

However, it was dark and dim, and there was still no sign of Aldos and the others.

What should I do... are you still looking for it?

In the panic, Psyche still retained the last trace of composure.

She caught a glimpse of a white dove overhead.

Those two pigeons had been following her intentionally or unintentionally since just now, she thought it was just a coincidence at the time, but now it seems that there is a big clue.

It can't be a pigeon domesticated by the palace, right...?

Whether it is true or not, it seems that there is only one road left before Psyche.

Psyche gritted his teeth, and ran in the direction of the pigeon's flight.

She didn't want to lose the game, but she hoped she didn't make a mistake in her judgment.

Fortunately, those two pigeons did not disappoint her. After crossing a shallow stream, Psyche suddenly heard a human voice.

Several gladiators were holding shields, staring blankly at the ragged girl who fell out of the bushes.

"Princess Psyche?"

One of them was surprised.

Psyche recognized those gladiators as citizens of his own city-state, and they were dressed in gladiator attire, so they should be Ados' subordinates.

There were only two or three of them, and they didn't seem to be a large force, they just came out to find water and food.

Psyche thought he had seen the dawn.

However, those gladiators were like silent statues, none of them showed joy to her, and none of them reached out to help her.

On the contrary, after recovering from the initial shock, those people actually pulled out the sharp swords at their waists, and surrounded her maliciously.

——These people are spies arranged by King Croy in the rescue team.

Chloe's order is: mix with the rescue team, don't be found by Aldous.Once you find that Princess Psyche is still alive, kill her immediately to silence her.

Those people laughed grimly and said, "Princess Psyche, I'm sorry. Someone wants your life."

Psyche naturally didn't know about this verse.Anyone who suffers such an accident suddenly will subconsciously think that he has been betrayed.

Aldous ordered... to kill her?

Before she could catch her breath, she realized that something was wrong, and she kept stepping back.

Pain and loss climbed to the marrow of her bones like vines.

……No way?

The ups and downs of sorrow and joy made her head clouded, and her legs were so weak that she couldn't speak. She tripped over a piece of stump, and her skirt was caught by a protruding rock.

Those people rushed towards her.

Psyche stood up enduring the excruciating pain. In a hurry, he only felt a thorn piercing his skin, and the place where the thorn was pricked suddenly felt numb and itchy.

Psyche secretly called out bad luck, and in the distance, crows were croaking, and in a trance, it seemed to be the cry of Aldous...

She didn't have time to distinguish it!

I thought I had found a savior, but I didn't expect it to be a sheep falling into the jaws of a tiger.

Psyche wanted to cry but had no tears, exhaustion eroded her heart layer by layer, causing her eyes to turn black, and she almost lost her strength.

"Damn it, where did it go, where did people go?"

"It's just a woman, it can't run very far!"

"Don't let Aldous find out!"

Psyche hid in the palm of his hand as if soaked in ice, and staggered back to hide behind the rock.

She buried her hands in her hair, covering her face and sobbing.

Biansheng still didn't dare to make a sound, even crying was suppressed.

She held a sharp stone in her palm, her whole body was like a fully drawn bow, ready to fight those people.

Even if she can't be beaten, she is not at the mercy of others.

In the next second, a hand with blue-white knuckles pressed heavily on her shoulder.

"Got you."