Death bell text!
Stinky Zhongwen!
I don't want to care about him anymore!
In the boudoir, Illya kept waving her pink fists and banging the pink bed hard, scolding Zhong Wen in her heart.
After such a random venting, she was so hungry that she quickly exhausted all her energy. She lay softly on the bed, and her mind gradually calmed down.
Don't look at Zhong Wen's casual joke, but it actually hit her heart.
After learning about Reinhardt's death, she did have the urge to take her own life and follow her brother.
However, after being blocked by Zhong Wen at the door and being harassed for so long, she suddenly realized that her previous thoughts of committing suicide had disappeared without her realizing it.
I originally wanted to do something, but when others forced me to do it, I was unwilling to do it.
Isn’t that what human nature is like?
My brother is willing to sacrifice his life, isn't it just to let me live well?
If I give up on myself, wouldn’t I be dishonoring his feelings?
How could you let your brother die in vain?
After being urged by Zhong Wen to "commit suicide", not only did she no longer have the intention, but she instinctively began to excuse herself in her mind.
Wait, did he do it on purpose?
In order to prevent me from committing suicide, he said something sarcastic on purpose?
No, it's impossible, absolutely impossible. How could he be so kind?
He's an asshole!
However, as soon as this idea came up, she immediately rejected it.
After spending about a moment with my thoughts wandering like this, the aroma wafting from outside the house was not only still strong, but also had a different smell.
"Well, the roasted leg of lamb is indeed YYDS!"
Immediately afterwards, Zhong Wen was heard "talking to himself" loudly, "But I'm still a little tired after eating too much, why not try a roast chicken instead, ah, good wine!"
After finishing the leg of lamb, he actually started roasting chicken and drinking wine!
"This, this bastard!"
Illya heard black threads in the room, clenched her pink fists tightly, and her pink face turned red.
"After all, they are free-range chickens. They are indeed very plump. Tsk, tsk, tsk, it makes people drool just looking at them!"
Zhong Wen went on to say, "People say, 'Roast chicken and wine, I have it all in the world.' You don't deceive me!"
"Gu~"
How could Ilya, who had not eaten for a long time, resist the double provocation of words and smells? Before her consciousness gave in, her body had already reacted in advance, and her stomach growled loudly.
"Fuck, what's the sound? Thunder?"
Outside, Zhong Wenden screamed strangely, "There are no dark clouds, it's really strange!"
"Asshole, did you do this on purpose?"
Illya, who was already embarrassed, blushed with shame. Under the agitation of emotion, she finally couldn't hold back, pushed the door out again, and glared at Zhong Wen.
At this moment, his brother, his father, and his throne were all forgotten.
There was only one thought in her mind, which was to teach the hateful man in front of her a lesson.
"Huh? Why are you still alive?"
Zhong Wen's first reaction when he saw Ilia was that she was so angry that she was so angry.
"You're not dead yet, how can I take the first step?"
She clenched her teeth tightly, veins popped out on her forehead, and she squeaked out a vicious sentence from between her teeth.
"You are not my wife, why do you want to live and die with me?"
Zhong Wen turned the iron rod wearing a roasted chicken and looked her up and down with a smile, "She looks pretty good, but she has this figure... I want her to have breasts but not breasts, and her butt to have no butt. If she wants to be my wife, I still want her."
A little worse."
"You, you go die!"
Under the stimulation of his words, Illya's chest heaved with anger and her breathing became rapid. It took a long time to hold back a sentence.
"Why, do you really want to die for your love with me? It's a pity that I still have my best years and don't want to report to the underworld so early."
Zhong Wen joked as he tore off a chicken leg and handed it to her with a smile, "Would you like one?"
"Who wants to eat your dirt!"
Illya frowned and decisively refused.
"You really have no vision."
Zhong Wen didn't force it. He turned his right hand and stuffed the chicken leg directly into his mouth, gnawing until he made a smacking sound. "Such a good chicken, if you don't want to eat it, I'll eat it!"
"Gudong!"
Seeing how deliciously he ate, Illya couldn't help but swallow her saliva, and there was another loud "gurgling" sound in her stomach.
"Why is it thundering again?"
Zhong Wen twisted his neck, looked up at the sky, and muttered, "It's weird that there's thunder but no rain."
"You, what are you still doing in the princess's mansion?"
Illya felt that if she continued like this, she would be mad sooner or later. She couldn't help but gritted her teeth and said, "I have brought you to the imperial capital. You can go wherever you like from now on. There is no need to stay at my house. You will be here soon."
You will be attacked, and if you don’t want to be implicated, just get out!”
"Walk?"
Zhong Wen took a bite of the chicken leg, shook his head and said, "Now that you are the crown prince, you have finally hooked up with the future emperor, and I am about to become famous. Do you think I'm stupid for leaving now?"
"The identity of the crown prince is just a method used by my father to torture me. If you look at the rules of competing for the throne, you will know that he hates me."
Illya's expression dimmed and she said gloomily, "With my ability, how can I survive until the day I ascend the throne? If you want to gain glory and wealth from me, I advise you to give up."
"Do you want to live or die?"
Zhong Wen glanced at her sideways and muttered, "I asked you to commit suicide but you refused, and I asked you to be the emperor and you wanted to live and die. You are really difficult to serve!"
"Who wants to die as long as he can live?"
Illya rolled her eyes at him angrily, "But now that I'm cornered, how can I possibly survive?"
"JIO Road?"
With his mouth full of chicken, Zhong Wen asked vaguely, "Where did JIO Road come from?"
"Now the entire Golden Clan wants to kill me."
Illya just sat down on the ground, holding her knees with her hands, and said feebly, "I am just an illegitimate daughter, a poor princess with impure blood. How can I fight against them? Isn't it a dead end?
"
"That's it?" Zhong Wen looked disapproving.
"Isn't this enough?"
Seeing that he was completely unable to understand her feelings, Illya became even more depressed, "In the Jinyao Empire, the Golden Clan represents the supreme power. No one can resist them, not even veteran generals like Grandpa Brin."
"Don't worry, you won't die."
Zhong Wen finished chewing a chicken leg, but still not satisfied, he reached out and pulled off a chicken wing and started chewing it.
"Why do you say that?" Illya grew hungrier and angrier as she watched, and instinctively argued.
"Because I won't let you die."
Zhong Wen raised his head, stared into her eyes, and said slowly, "So you won't die."
"you……"
Illya's heart trembled, and a complex emotion that was difficult to describe in words suddenly flooded into her mind, and she didn't know what to say.
"The Golden Clan may be king and hegemony here, but in my eyes, they are just a bunch of chickens and dogs, not worth mentioning at all."
Zhong Wen's tone was extremely relaxed, as if he was discussing a matter of course, "If they dare to come, I will kill them, one by one, two by two, until the entire imperial capital knows about this princess mansion.
It's a restricted area from which there is no return, that's all."
"you you……"
Illya stared blankly at his delicate face, her eyes slightly moist, "Can you hear what you are saying?"
"Look at you, you look like you have never seen the world."
Zhong Wen waved his hand, with a mocking look on his face, "If you think this is too slow, I can also take the initiative and wipe out the entire golden clan. Who else will take your chances then?"
Illya's delicate body trembled, her emotions could no longer be suppressed, and two lines of hot tears fell from her eyes.
Kill all my opponents?
Doesn’t my brother think so too?
At this moment, in her blurred vision, the shadows of Zhong Wen and Reinhardt overlapped in front of her.
"What's wrong?"
He didn't expect her to react like this. Zhong Wen was surprised, "Did you cry because I'm handsome?"
"Fuck you, you know how to brag!"
Illya couldn't help but laugh out loud, but the tears did not stop and were still streaming down her face, "If you dare to do this, my father will definitely not let you go. He is a strong man in the Chaos Realm. You
No matter how strong you are, you can never be his opponent."
"The realm of chaos is a ball?"
Zhong Wen sneered and said with disdain, "There are already four people from the Chaos Realm who have died in my hands. If your emperor father dares to make trouble, I don't mind turning him into the fifth one."
In his boast, he directly included the three faceless people and the black coffin high priest, which was really a bit shameless.
"Only you can kill Chaos Realm? Blow, keep blowing!"
Illya glanced at him disdainfully, "You are the only one who believes in me."
She was sarcastic towards Zhong Wen, but deep down in her heart she had a vague feeling that perhaps the words of the young man in white were not fabricated and groundless.
The two of them bickered noisily for a while, and a smile gradually appeared on Illya's face. The down-and-out princess didn't even notice that she had never felt so at ease since she returned to the imperial capital.
, so peaceful.
"Do you want to eat or not?"
While chatting, Zhong Wen suddenly pulled off another chicken leg and handed it to the blonde girl, "Otherwise there will be thunder again later."
"screw you!"
Illya blushed and rolled her eyes at him angrily.
This time, she did not refuse, but reached out to take the chicken leg, opened her cherry mouth and took a hard bite, her delicate eyes narrowed into two slits, and her expression was indescribably intoxicating.
"I heard that His Highness Illya returned to the Imperial Capital."
Just as the atmosphere between the two gradually became harmonious, a deep man's voice suddenly floated from the air, "Wellington is here to pay a special visit, please come out and see me!"
"It's the Duke of Wellington!"
The moment she heard this voice, Illya trembled all over, and her pretty face instantly turned pale.
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