Chapter 574 Carrie? !
"Nice decoration." Standing in front of the cabinet, Meliati's slightly hoarse voice echoed in the room.
Horn poked his head out from the side of Meliati's shoulder and saw what the decorations she was talking about were: "Haha, it's all those wizards who are messing around. I just told them to keep it well. I didn't expect them to keep it like this." ”
The decoration that Meliati was referring to was a crystal glass jar. Inside the jar was a bright green translucent liquid, and in the liquid was the floating head of Prince Condai.
Horn's original intention was to let them pickle them with lime to prevent them from mold and rot. He also wanted them to fly to Liubao to deter the local forces.
As a result, these wizards didn't know what was wrong, so they came up with this thing. What kind of shape is it?
People who don’t know, might think that Horn wants to collect it and taste it slowly.
"Since you took his head, can you give me the body of Prince Condai?" Meliati picked a chair anywhere and reached out to drag it with his left arm, but it was empty.
Seeing that Meliyati was stunned, Horn immediately stretched out his hand and dragged the chair out: "Please sit down."
Meliyati sat down as a matter of course, and the people around him, such as Pettier and Armand, stood up subconsciously.
In this way, in this small residential house, only the pair of Qianhe Valley twin stones can still sit.
Sitting opposite Meliati, Horn raised his head slightly before he could look at the duchess.
Mud, is there something wrong with the water in this Thousand River Valley? Why are all the women here so tall?
He also drank water from the Naoan River!
The duchess in front of her was wearing a silk black robe, her hair was tied up, covered with a sky blue lady's hat with tassels, and she wore a new mask on her face.
The mask was like a carved stone statue, cold and emotionless.
Her whole body was covered by a robe, but the water-like silk could vaguely outline her figure. Her bandaged left wrist rested on her plump thigh, and there was still a faint trace of blood.
Horn, who was sitting opposite Meliati, could see clearly, from her raised chest to her flat belly.
But the people around her didn't have this idea. They stared at the Grand Duchess warily, fearing that she would get violent and cause something to happen.
Although it is not possible to kill Mian Mian, it might still be possible for Mian Mian to lose some face and humiliate him.
"If you want Prince Condai's body, of course you can." Horn scratched his head and said awkwardly, "It's just that his body was cut into pieces by angry soldiers. Is it okay if it's in tatters?"
"That's better, what you want is the battle damage." Meliati shrugged indifferently, "I want to use his body to pay tribute to my uncle, just like you are going to use Prince Condai's head to pay tribute to that Danji Like the old knight.”
Horn's smile froze at first, then returned to normal: "It seems that Your Excellency, the Duke, has a deep understanding of our Salvation Army."
Meliati shook her head: "You don't have to regard me as an enemy. In fact, I built a tomb for this old knight on the edge of the high platform mountains, and sent a special person to guard the tomb. The imperial company did not destroy it. There are flowers growing there now.”
Horn did not speak, but stared at Meliyati for a long time before slowly exhaling: "I see your sincerity, thank you for everything you have done."
Hearing Horn's words, Meliati chuckled twice under the mask: "Why are we so unfamiliar? People call us the twin beauties of the empire. We should unite. In the future Thousand River Valley, it must be us. To share power, how about calling me you?”
Although Horn is very realistic in what he does, the idealism within the Salvation Army is quite strong, otherwise morale would not be so high.
When several legion clerks heard Meliya's words, they would always call them "power" and "profit". This overly realistic style still made them feel uncomfortable and contemptuous.
"…………"
Faced with Meliaty's statement, Horn said nothing, because he felt that under the table, the duchess seemed to be rubbing his calf with her white bare feet intentionally or unintentionally.
When did she take off her shoes? And what does this mean?
This is the Duchess of Herma Stone. What is this Iron-Blooded Grand Duchess doing? She is not a particularly handsome person, so what on earth is she doing?
Or is this just a coincidence?
"Hmm." He coughed and pretended to sit up straight. Horn withdrew his legs under the table. "Of course, Mr. Meliaty, your proposal is very good. I believe this is a good ice-breaking point."
Meliaty's smiling voice came from behind the iron mask: "I am visiting this time just to hope that you can understand that I have no ill intentions towards the Salvation Army. Judging from the current situation, it is best for both of us not to No more quarreling.”
"I agree that seeking common ground while reserving differences is a good approach. We are all for the Qianhe River Valley. If we establish a coalition government or other models, we can always find a way to satisfy most people."
When Horn saw that the conversation was on track, he finally broke out in a cold sweat. The duchess always gave him a chill and made him confused. "Actually, the best way is for you to marry me, and the two parties will form a joint rule, and our next generation can inherit the entire Thousand River Valley. How great." As soon as Melia mentioned this, word spread quickly in the room There was a series of coughs.
The original smile condensed on his face, and Horn once again didn't know what to answer.
Although this seems to be a feasible plan, but... it seems to be quite feasible... But Jeanne and Carrie will probably not agree.
Seeing that Horn didn't answer and just smiled, Meliati didn't ask further questions.
She changed her position, sat sideways on the chair, and scanned through several legion documents: "Where is the witch lady? And where is Catherine? Why haven't I seen them? I still want to visit them."
Seeing that Meliati changed the topic, Horn quickly explained: "Jean and Catherine were too tired and had already fallen asleep."
"Okay." Meliati nodded, "It seems that I am unlucky to be here today, otherwise I would like to visit again in a few days."
"You are welcome to come at any time." Seeing that he could send away the god of plague, Horn breathed a sigh of relief. It was not that he was afraid of the duchess.
Oddly enough, he always felt uncomfortable in front of the duchess, especially in this atmosphere, which didn't look like two top leaders of the rebel army talking.
Something is weird.
"Before I leave, I have one more thing that I hope to communicate with you."
"What happened?"
"Are these people going out?"
"They are all people you can trust."
"What I want to say is that there is no benefit to them hearing about the Ruoan Party and a certain white-haired witch."
Pelletier still didn't understand what was going on, but Armand had already stood up and grabbed a few legion clerks: "Since it's a confidential matter, it's okay if we don't listen. Let's go, let's go."
The wooden door closed slowly, but Horn did not close the latch as a precaution.
Turning his head, Horn did not leave the door very far, but turned around with a smile: "Now, you can say..."
Before he finished speaking, Horn saw a shadow covering the candlelight. The next second, his waist was held and the back of his head was held by hands.
Before he could speak, two soft things were pressed against his lips.
The faint forget-me-not aroma flowed from Meliati's hair and mouth into Horn's nose and mouth, and two warm balls of ██ were attached to the collarbone.
Horn thought that Meliati's character would most likely be detrimental to him.
He thought about using force and holding hostages, but he never expected that her method would be overlord's bow or sex.
She sticks out her tongue? ! Is she still touching her ██? !
Why is this touch on my neck so familiar?
"Bo——"
After a suffocating moment, a thin thread stretched between their lips.
Smoothing the white hair that fell down from her temples, Meliati took a step back, her red eyes flashing: "Long time no see, Papa."
Horn blinked and looked at Meliyati, who had taken off her mask:
"Carrie?!"
(End of chapter)