The beauty drags the city: the beautiful man from me

The palaces with red walls and glazed tiles are one after another, and the continuous walls and roof ridges seem to be endless.

The dense branches and leaves protruding from the ridge of the roof can be clearly seen, faint figures, and rustling voices can be heard from time to time.

A palace with a reasonable and beautiful layout is located in a courtyard full of small bridges and flowing water, and rockery.

On a chaise longue made of black sandalwood near the window in the palace, on a chaise longue covered with precious and exquisite cushions, a beauty in a pink palace dress reclined lazily, her eyes narrowed slightly, a thin Thin gauze covers below the chest.

The long and curled eyelashes are like two rows of fans casting a shadow on the cheeks, the small and straight nose, and the bright red lips are tightly pressed.

A court lady standing near the entrance of the hall was talking with a nervous father-in-law who hurried in and whispered.

The palace maid frowned and shook her head desperately, while making a silence movement with her hand on her lips, raised her chin towards the reclining chair, winking with winks.

The young father-in-law shook the maid's arm in a pleading manner, whispering silently.

"Sister, help me to report it."

"I dare not."

The palace lady made a sleeping motion, indicating that the person on the recliner had just fallen asleep, who would dare to report the matter now!How many years does she want to live?

"What's the matter? Tell me!"

The beauty in palace costume on the chaise longue uttered a sentence coldly, startling the two who exchanged glances, and even forgot to answer.

The beauty's eyes were still slightly squinted, but she turned slightly and leaned back on the recliner, her lips let out a sound.

"Ok?"

The father-in-law woke up suddenly when he heard the sound. He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead in fear, took a few steps forward quickly, and knelt down straight with a touch, his voice trembling.

"Reporting to your mother, that,,, that,,, that nine princesses have been rescued."

"what!"

The slightly narrowed eyes opened like lightning, and instead of the slightest bit of confusion that had just woken up, they were unusually bright. A flash of sharp light flashed across her eyes, and she quickly sat up straight.

The tulle covering her chest slipped onto her thighs, she called out indifferently.

"Go and call him! Go!"

She winked at the maid, who immediately turned around and ran out quickly.

And she looked at the distance with deep eyes, not knowing what she was planning, and her deep pool-like black eyes were slowly shrouded in a vicious vortex.