Chapter 291 The Princess in the Castle (2)
The inside of the castle is different from the eerie appearance outside. The furnishings are simple and elegant, and candles are hung on the walls, emitting a warm yellow light.
Except for the housekeeper, there seems to be no one else here, but it is decorated with a very warm feeling.
"Everyone, are you tired after a long journey? Please take a seat and eat first. I will call the princess."
The housekeeper introduced a few people and brought them to the dining table to let everyone go one by one. sit down.
After explaining, he turned around and left.
Every person sitting down had a covered dinner plate in front of them.
A few people looked at each other, but no one acted rashly.
After a while, Wen Chan took the lead in lifting the lid in front of her.
It is a cold cucumber dish.
Wen Chan: "..."
This is such a big battle?
Looking at the knife and fork next to her, she felt that it was unnecessary.
But I still picked up the fork, forked the cucumber chunks, and ate it slowly.
"How was it? Any questions?"
Jiang Zhicheng sat across from Wen Chan and saw that she had eaten all the food, and it was so crunchy that she was greedy.
Especially the fragrance of cucumber and chili oil surrounded everyone, making their mouths water.
Wen Chan held her head in one hand and held a fork in the other, eating helplessly, "What can be wrong with a cucumber?"
It was a big problem.
It looked like chili oil, but I don’t know how much chili was put in the process of making this chili oil. After one sip, her tear glands became sensitive and she wanted to cry.
It's the favorite taste of a certain little monster.
It took her 0 seconds to guess who made this dish.
But people have to save face. As long as she doesn’t show it, more people will be fooled.
As expected, others saw her eating without any problem.
Taking the weird expression on her face as a sign that she didn't want to eat cucumbers, she opened the plate in front of her with anticipation.
"What the hell..."
Jiang Zhicheng suddenly shouted, "Why is it different!"
The plate in front of him was a plate of chicken feet with pickled peppers, but the chicken The claws are ridiculously big.
"How long has this been soaked in potion to swell to this extent?"
He poked it with a fork in disgust.
No appetite, even a little nauseous.
"Xuewang...it's uncooked." A taciturn boy said with a frown along the way.
His name was mentioned before, Zhong Changjing.
Wen Chan was able to match him up because he was the more pleasing to the eye among the group of people.
As Fu Guang said before, only three of these men are quite pleasing to the eye, and the rest can be described as crooked melons and split jujubes.
There is also a boy named Lin Lu who has never spoken before. He seems to be timid. He only listens to others' instructions silently but does not want to communicate with others.
Just like now, there was a boiled heart in front of him. The blood on it had not been washed away and was stuck to the white heart surface, which looked particularly disgusting.
He put the lid back on without saying a word, out of sight and out of mind.
On Yu Xian's plate was a piece of fried meat. It was not pure lean meat, but rather like pork belly, with skin on it and mostly fat.
He raised his eyebrows but said nothing.
"Ah! Damn it!"
A scream came from the end of the table, and with a clang, Chi Anhe was so frightened that he threw the lid in his hand to the ground.
Everyone looked at him. On his plate was a steaming human head.
Although it looked a little strange after rolling around in hot water, everyone still recognized that appearance at a glance.
That's Fu Guang's head.
"..."
Silence.
The person involved, Chi Anhe, who opened the lid, had a complexion as dark as the bottom of a pot, with dark waves and a fierce light in his eyes.
I seem to have remembered something.
But no one cared about his face.
"I'm telling you! According to the law of death in copies, Fu Guang will definitely be the first to die!"
Jiang Zhicheng sat on the chair in fear, his face pale.
He was still holding a fork in his hand, with half a plump chicken foot on it.
He still wanted to take a bite, after all, he was hungry.
After being frightened, he subconsciously stuffed it into his mouth, and out of the corner of his eye he saw that the skin of the "chicken feet" had the texture of human fingers.
"Fuck! Ugh-"
He threw the fork out, covered his stomach and bent down to vomit.
It almost went into his mouth!
"It seems that the dishes on this table are all..." Yu Xian picked up the meat on his plate and looked at it carefully, "Human meat."
"..."
silence.
Crack, click, click—(chew, chew, chew)
Crack, click—(chew, chew, chew)
"..." Everyone turned their heads in unison to look at the people who kept going. Wen Chan with a cucumber in his mouth.
Haven’t you heard of it?
It is also polite to chirp when others are hungry!
Although she is not complaining, the cucumber is too crispy!
“You really can eat it.” Zhong Changjing didn’t even want to look at the things on the table.
Wen Chan: "Eat something refreshing to suppress the nausea." (Chew Chew Chew)
No wonder it's so spicy. If it's not spicy, I can't hold it down.
Everyone stared at Wen Chan speechlessly.
But the food she ate was so delicious that she looked away again.
Jiang Zhicheng said while vomiting: "Look at the group, is Fu Guang really dead now? Is Brother Fei still there?"
Everyone came to their senses and went to watch the group chat.
Unfortunately, there are not many people in the group chat.
"So whose head is this?" Chi Anhe pointed at Fu Guang's head in front of him and asked with a gloomy face.
"Why did you come in early? You didn't even wait for us. They are all a group of cold-blooded people with no spirit of companionship at all!"
At this moment, Fu Guang was sarcastic and panting. The sound came from outside the castle gate.
He was followed by Yu Gaofei, one fat, one thin, one tall, one short, and he walked in against the light.
Everyone glanced at them in unison, and the timid one turned even paler.
Fu Guang didn't seem to notice that something was wrong with the atmosphere at the scene, and ran over here.
"You actually ate it secretly! Why didn't you tell me earlier about such a good thing!"
He ran directly to Chi Anhe and knocked Chi Anhe away.
Everyone's eyes widened, and the next second, they frowned.
The plate in front of Chi Anhe was a boiled bald head just now, but now it has turned into a cooked sheep head, white and smooth, and he can't help but want to make people shout...
Pouring~
Volcano did exactly that.
The plate of cucumbers in front of Wen Chan has been finished, but there is still some juice left on the plate.
Fu Guang took it over without disdain, poured it all onto the sheep's head, and then started to nibble on it...
"Oh, this chili oil is really exciting."
Everyone: "..."
"Ugh——" Jiang Zhicheng bent over and vomited again.
Fu Guang glared at him, "You vomited there while someone was eating. It's really disgusting."
Jiang Zhicheng: "..."
No one dared to do it again. Look directly at Fu Guang, especially when he is chewing the sheep's head and his face is shiny. "Nothing happened to you?" Zhong Changjing asked Yu Gaofei who walked in.
Yu Gaofei was still wearing armor. Apart from his pale face, he was no different from before.
He shook his head and asked: "Did something happen?"
Everyone suppressed their doubts and responded: "No."
It's not convenient to talk about this kind of thing.
The food in front of everyone seemed to become normal after they came in.
But no one else has much appetite.
Fuguang was the only one, and when he saw that no one else was eating, he ate them all.
After he had eaten and drank enough, sat on the chair and touched his belly, burping with satisfaction, he said in a weird voice, "You haven't seen the princess yet? It seems that your charm is not good either. Ah."
No one answered.
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But what he said is also true.
The butler has been away for a long time and has not called the princess out yet. He even seems to have disappeared.
"Is it for us to find it ourselves?" Yu Gaofei said.
“The first tip is to meet the princess in the castle, so if you want to see her, there must be conditions.”
As soon as he finished speaking, the butler's voice came from the corridor on the second floor.
"Several warriors..."
He slowly helped him down the spiral staircase with an apologetic smile on his face, "I'm sorry, you may not be able to see the princess today. I've arranged a room for you. Let's have a night's rest."
"Didn't you say she has been waiting for us for a long time?" Jiang Zhicheng asked.
The housekeeper sighed helplessly, "Before you came in, she was called away by the evil dragon, and she is accompanying you now. You don't want to make the evil dragon angry, right?"
Yuxian asked gently: "Does the evil dragon not want to let him go?"
The housekeeper smiled, "How could it be? It's just that the evil dragon and the princess have a deep relationship, and they can't live without each other. The princess actually doesn’t want to go back with you. You may need to persuade her.”
“We can’t leave right away. Let’s stay here. Follow me.”
He made a gesture of invitation, inviting the others to come upstairs.
Wen Chan stood up first and followed.
The housekeeper arranged rooms for them one by one, leaving only Wen Chan who had not yet made arrangements.
"You guys have a good rest. I will notify you when the princess comes back from Lord Dragon."
Wen Chan suddenly asked: "Since we have arrived at Lord Dragon's Territory, should I go and say hello to it?”
Hearing this, the housekeeper took a deep look at her and said with a smile: "You will have this opportunity."
Yuxian subconsciously helped Wen Chan block the housekeeper's sight and reminded: "She doesn't have a room yet."
"Haha..." the housekeeper said calmly: "As the only female warrior, this lady admires you very much, so she invites you to stay in her room."
"Please come with me. Come.”
He didn’t mean to ask at all. He just wanted to take Wen Chan over to live there and he wouldn’t allow her to refuse.
Wen Chan raised her eyebrows and followed.
Yixian frowned and stopped her.
Wen Chan pushed his arm away and gave him a pointed look, "Why are you stopping me? You will have to pay me next time you talk to me."
Cosine: "..."< br>
She is indeed the chosen intelligence dealer. Others are worried about her safety, but she just wants to inquire about the information and sell it for money.
With this determination not to be afraid of death, she will succeed in whatever she does.
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Wen Chan slowly followed the housekeeper up one floor after another.
She asked curiously: "Don't the princess and the evil dragon usually live together?"
The housekeeper nodded, "Of course, the evil dragon is tall and mighty. This kind of There is no room for human beings in a small room.”
"Oh~" Wen Chan said with a knowing expression, "Before I came in, I saw a large dark cloud hanging over the castle. Is that the habitat of the evil dragon?"
The housekeeper said: "You You can think so.”
Wen Chan: "What does the evil dragon usually eat?"
Butler: "There is such a big forest outside the castle, enough for the evil dragon to eat."
Finally, with some reminders asked: "It seems that you are more interested in Lord Evil Dragon."
Obviously he came to pick up the princess, but he didn't ask a word about the princess. Instead, he kept asking about Lord Evil Dragon.
Wen Chan said without changing her expression: "After all, the princess will go back with us in the future, and there is plenty of time to understand. As the princess... uh... love dragon? As a subordinate, I always want to I want to know if the princess has been wronged during the years she has lived here, so that she can report it to the king.”
"You are sincere." The butler smiled.
Before Wen Chan could ask any more questions, she stopped and said, "We're here, please come in."
Wen Chan silently counted in her heart that this was probably the highest level of the castle. There is only one room on this floor.
It can be seen that the princess is deeply favored.
The housekeeper pushed open the door to the room and made way for Wen Chan.
The room is in a quaint European style, decorated very warmly, with everything you need. The color is pink and white, and there are various dragon-shaped rag dolls piled at the head and foot of the bed.
It is indeed a classic princess room.
"You can wear whatever you want in the wardrobe. The princess likes brave women in the world and allows you to use anything of hers."
The housekeeper bowed to her respectfully, "Yes. If you need, you can press the call bell on the wall, and I will appear to solve the problem for you. I wish you a comfortable stay, and good night."
After that, he exited the room and closed the door thoughtfully.
Standing in the huge princess room, Wen Chan's lips twitched slightly.
The housekeeper is indeed very polite.
But something is wrong.
It feels like opening the back door for her alone.
It’s not that I don’t like being opened to the back door, it’s just...
How does she feel...
The little monster will be a princess?
Wen Chan shook her head and shook out some shameful thoughts from her mind.
Probably not?
If the little monster were a princess, she would definitely not like this kind of room.
Because he is essentially a man, few boys would like this style of decoration.
It's not so absolute...
She was a little unsure.
After all, the little monster is a boy who loves beauty very much.
Wen Chan closed her eyes and kept brainwashing herself in her heart.
The princess should be a lovely girl!
After the brainwashing, I got into the bathroom and took a bubble bath. After I came out, I lay comfortably on the bed and fell asleep.
She was dreaming.
I dreamed that the little monster, with his black, flat and extraordinary face without facial features, wore a pink princess dress and acted coquettishly towards her...
Wen Chan woke up with a start and sat up from the bed. .
It scared her into a cold sweat.
What she could actually accept was that it felt a little weird.
Not long after she woke up, the housekeeper's voice came from somewhere.
"Warriors, please go to the restaurant for dinner within five minutes. There is something important that needs to be announced to you."
Wen Chan: "..."
The castle is so big, it takes more than five minutes for her to go downstairs!
Just after I finished complaining in my heart, I heard the housekeeper say: "Miss Wen can wait in the room. I will answer the specific situation for you later."
Wen Chan: " ..."
The good treatment made her a little scared.