After being poisoned by her lover

Chapter 130 Don't Wake Me Up

The 20-meter long table is full of food.

Ye Zhaoling frowned. She found that the sanitation in the castle was worrying. The most conspicuous thing was that the table in front of her didn't seem to be cleaned up...

Ye Zhaoling observed the milky white residue on the table while eating. There was a feeling that after the yogurt or cream fell on it, it was not wiped off in time.

She can be sure that it definitely didn't get on it by accident when she just ate.

Even though she had doubts, it didn't delay her. After finishing such a whole ten-inch fruit cake within 5 minutes, Spicy Maodan was crying and covering her bandaged head, holding seven or eight empty plates, babbling Say, "You eat too much."

"How can you eat so much?! Are you a glutton? You eat so much! After eating everything, what do you want Lady Lazris to eat?"

"Your salary is not enough for a small piece of avocado in the salad in front of you..."

"I really don't know why Lady Lazris wants to treat you alone..."

"Could it be that Lady Razris...she..."

The crystal lanterns on the ceiling were extinguished one by one, and the dining room on the third floor was plunged into darkness, leaving only the dazed wall lamps exuding scarlet light.

A white tulip landed on the dinner plate at the other end, and Lazris disappeared.

After eating all the food in front of him, Ye Zhaoling was able to contain his hungry abyss a little bit, and stopped while drooling.

The wooden stump jumped up and stood on the table, a slender branch poked Ye Zhaoling's forehead, and warned sinisterly: "Master Lazris said, you can't leave here until you finish eating."

"Why are you staring at me?! No matter how much you stare at me! There is no way! The rules are here! You must be grateful for everything you have experienced now! Because Lady Lazris is generous and noble! So today you You don’t have to work, you can eat!”

"For a humble and inferior person like you, how lucky it is to be able to eat a full meal without any worries..."

"Hey! What are you doing???" Mu Zhuang looked at Ye Zhaoling in confusion.

Under its horrified gaze, Ye Zhaoling stood up slowly, raised the fork in his hand and stabbed it down fiercely. This fork pierced two of its leaves, and a wound was opened on the long dark blue table. Milky white juice flowed out.

The wooden post stood on the table dumbfounded, and said in a strange voice: "Oh! What are you doing?"

Ye Zhaoling slowly rolled his eyes, staring at his ferocious face on the silver dinner plate, with a pair of scarlet eyes hanging on it.

In the next second, she raised the silver fork without hesitation and pierced her other hand. Blood spurted out and sprinkled on the snow-white cloak.

"Damn it!——" Before Muzhuzi had time to express his emotion again, he saw Ye Zhaoling grab four or five pieces of dancing grass and tie them into knots. The dancing grass kept wailing and screaming in her hands.

Without realizing it, she got ten meters of grass rope and tied one of them to the foot of the wooden post.

It also caused Dancing Grass to vomit non-stop, and cursed spicy hairy eggs as Hong Kong feet.

She was holding the other end of the dancing grass, and casually picked up a pot of trembling disco flowers. The fluorescent green light hit her blood-stained face, and her green eyes blinked. She smiled slightly: "I have one last silver coin."

Spicy Maodan scolded her: "Are you crazy?!"

Slaves without silver or gold coins will be made into meat sauce [-]% of the time.

Ye Zhaoling held the poppy flower, dragged the dancing grass and wooden stakes, and slowly groped along the scarlet wall lamp.

Soon, she came to the spiral staircase.

The orange spiral staircase is the spiral staircase leading to the slaughterhouse.

She walked up without hesitation, and everything she saw turned into an orange-yellow color, a warm and harmonious color.

Up five steps.

It seems to see a rose window in front of my eyes. The rose window under the Church of Truth is a round glass window unique to Gothic cathedrals. It blooms radially outwards. Unknown gods are drawn on the stained glass. Dawn is almost a reddish orange-yellow.

After going up another level, the gorse mask on Lazris's face suddenly appeared in front of her. The golden mask was rich and powerful, the gorse totem was enchanting and charming, and the dark golden eye sockets were filled with a pair of eyes as calm as the sea.

Ye Zhaoling suddenly staggered a step and retreated to the steps below. She had to throw away the dancing grass in her hand, and Spicy Maodan hurriedly jumped down the stairs three times, and threw a terrified ball at Ye Zhaoling while running. look.

Through the blue light emanating from the bundy flower in his hand, Ye Zhaoling clearly saw that in the wound pierced by the silver fork on his left hand, the normal flow of blood gradually slowed down, as if encountering a huge resistance, getting more and more Slower and slower.

It even...began to flow back slowly.

Under her gaze, the dripping blood returned to her veins little by little.

And she, slowly closed her eyes, then opened them——

She was sitting on a 20-meter dark blue long table, which was as smooth as jade, delicate and delicate, and warm to the touch.

The 20-meter long table is full of food.

Ye Zhaoling picked up a piece of cake, cut it into eight small pieces with a knife, and stuffed a piece into his mouth impatiently.

After finishing the ten-inch fruit cake in a row, Ye Zhaoling raised his head, and suddenly found that Lady Laziris had disappeared.

When her eyes returned to the table in front of her, she was surprised to find that the lush leaves of the Dancing Grassland had lost a few pieces at some point, and only half of the Dancing Grassland was frightened, crawling in the flower pot, motionless. move.

There is a white porcelain vase next to the dancing grass, and a delicate white tulip is inserted in this white porcelain vase.

Ye Zhaoling reached out and took out the white tulip, and a card on the top of the bottle fell on the table.

She picked up the card, and a line of words was neatly written on it.

"You saw me."

Ye Zhaoling couldn't figure it out, who is it?Who saw who?This is most likely not talking to her, right?

It's a bit creepy...

The crystal lantern fish on the ceiling was extinguished at some point, leaving only the scarlet wall lamp exuding indifferent brilliance.

At some point, the bunting flowers on the table slowly lost their color, and the brilliance of the wall lamp faded quietly.

Miss Razlis came slowly around the corner.

Within a few breaths, her hand was on Ye Zhaoling's shoulder. Ye Zhaoling blinked, but found that he couldn't turn back, and was stopped by a mysterious force.

The sound of warm breathing fell on her bare shoulders and neck, and a refreshing aroma rushed into her nostrils.

Miss Razlis's hand covered the back of her left hand, with a cool wet feeling as if it had just come out of cold water, and it was slowly clasped between her five fingers.

Ye Zhaoling looked at this porcelain-white hand, which was big and slender, making one feel very dazed.

Suddenly, her thumb was on Miss Razliss's.

The two hands, one big and one small, overlap each other, which seems to fit very well.

Miss Razlis's chin slowly landed on her left shoulder, the delicate touch made her feel a little itchy, but she couldn't avoid even a centimeter to the side.

Her neck outlined the sharp curve of Miss Razliss's jawline, and she could see the outline of her high nose bridge out of the corner of her eye.

The aristocrat who took off the gorse mask is as clingy as a cat.

"You are God, the music that unfolds in my blind eyes, the heavenly palace, the rivers, the angels, the deep rose, the secret without end."

she intoned in a low voice.

In the darkness, Miss Razlis held her slender neck with her other hand, and stroked along the fragile lines to her thin chin, and then stroked her slightly parted red lips.

The card held tightly in his right hand quietly fell on the carpet, not daring to make a sound.

On the back it reads——

"Don't wake me up."

In the turbulent wind, someone let out a hoarse gasp...

(End of this chapter)