The queen did not want more people to find the basement, so she planned to leave on the pretext of being concerned about the situation above.
The groom glanced at the queen's back, then at the strand of hair, and the smile at the corner of his mouth gradually disappeared.
He crossed himself on his chest and said silently: "Amen." Then he left with the queen.
The prince knew that he and the mute maid had been exposed, and warned her to beware of the groom and anyone else except himself.
The mute maid felt powerless because of the queen's words. She was so confused. Should she believe what the prince said or should she prove the truth to herself?
She already had the answer in her heart. She might be injured or even killed, but she still didn't want to hand over her life and death to a stranger who didn't know the truth.
She took the opportunity to rush out.
He was not surprised.
As the groom said, everything you look at from the first floor is red roses exuding fragrance.
Only the corridor leading to the stairs was not occupied by roses.
The manservant who was sitting paralyzed at the foot of the stairs not only lost his left arm, but also his exposed skin was covered with deep or shallow marks from strangulation.
Just two minutes ago, he almost died in the sea of roses. Fortunately, the queen and the groom appeared, and they were able to escape by disturbing the vines.
The mute maid saw the hostility and murderous intent in his eyes, so she took out the written card and threw it to him:
There is a secret door at one o'clock. Below is a wine cellar. It should be very safe and you can hide there.
The manservant regarded the kindness of the mute maid as a donkey's liver. When he thought about the dead maid and maybe he was because of the mute maid, his eyes were bloodshot and he hid his ferociousness and ferocity as he stood up and walked over.
"Can you tear off a piece of cloth and bandage my wound?"
The mute maid tightened her grip on the pen with her left hand and stepped back.
"What's wrong? It's just a piece of cloth. Are you reluctant to part with it? Or should I say -"
The male servant narrowed his eyes and laughed, then suddenly ran up and grabbed the mute maid's wrist.
Before the male servant could take action, the vine hooked the other arm of the mute maid. He let go immediately when he was afraid.
At the same time, the gardener came down the stairs and looked at the mute maid with a smile, "I finally found you, Princess Revenge!"
The footman naturally stood side by side with the gardener.
"Look, the vines aren't reacting to you at all!"
The male servant was very sure that the mute maid was a nuisance, and showed a violent attitude, condemning and threatening her. If she did not want to be massacred and quartered, it was best to end it on her own.
Just when he turned to look at his supposed companion, the gardener stretched out his hand and broke his neck, then accurately threw his bleeding head into the arms of the mute maid.
At this time, the princess and the seriously injured king stood at the gate, and the princes who came out of the passage saw the mute maid placing the man's head on the vine.
The blood and flesh moistened them, the roses bloomed more enchantingly, and the white roses turned into pink roses visible to the naked eye.
The manservant was right. The vines did not attack him and controlled him to "donate" his head.
The mute maid wanted to explain, but the vines took away the pen. She looked at the frightened expressions on the familiar faces and shook her head weakly and painfully.
Had she not witnessed this scene with her own eyes, the princess would still have doubted the mysterious maid.
The king also completely believed it.
"Very good, now that we have more people, it should be easy to kill you."
The gardener kept approaching the mute maid, observing the others with his peripheral vision, and reminded them not to just watch the fun, but to form a rope.
The mute maid couldn't defeat so many people, so she could only escape through the thorns and vines.
"Does it make sense that three of us grown men can't beat one woman?"
The gardener became furious, accused everyone, and pretended to go after the mute maid.
"What should we do now? I was planning to discuss it with her, but I didn't expect that she would actually be able to do it. It's terrible."
The king and prince ignored the princess's nagging. One wanted to find a safe area to recuperate, and the other thought about whether there were any details that had been missed by the eyes in the scene just now.
The princess quickly noticed the card left on the ground, thinking it was a clue to how to survive, so she hid it secretly and waited until the prince left before showing it to the king.
The third and second floors are scary and spooky. There are snakes outside the door on the first floor and plants that eat human heads indoors.
Whether the card was authentic or not, they had to take the risk to find out.
The two of them found their own absolute safe zone in the basement wine cellar.
——Next to the ancient well at the back entrance of the castle.
Just like the previous two times, the mute maid could clearly picture the castle and the map of the front and back yards in her mind, and there would be absolutely no mistakes.
She stared at the hand holding the head, and she really couldn't understand the gardener's behavior, nor why the vine was treating her so well?
The water in the well was clear and cool, almost level with the mouth of the well. She washed her hand vigorously.
"You can't wash off the blood on it."
The mysterious maid appeared again, shaking her head and laughing at the mute maid who glared at her.
"It seems you still don't understand that their only purpose is to kill you.
As for you, you are the same kind as the ghosts in this castle. If you want to be resurrected and leave here, you only need to lure the group of people to the rose bushes on the first floor and be eaten before they come out.
If 'they' come out early..."
She deliberately stopped here, looking at the mute maid with playful eyes, and had no intention of continuing.
In fact, she didn't know at all.
So it’s not that the cellar is safe, but that the ghosts don’t harm their own kind?
Who are those "they"?
Even if it was the truth, why did she tell herself for no reason?
"Don't look at me like this. I am the owner of this castle. I know everything here. My only request is that you leave here as soon as possible and don't disturb my leisure time."
Tsk, tsk, tsk, it sounds like we are begging to come and give you our heads! The mute maid rolled her eyes.
"You are not only an old acquaintance, but also a smart person. I believe you can handle 'them' well."
As soon as he finished speaking, the mysterious maid disappeared.
The mute maid is puzzled by the mysterious maid who claims that she is an "old acquaintance" when she is clearly... No, those map memories are because I have really been here before?
Impossible. If I had been here before, I would have no impression at all.
There was a rustling sound in the grass.
The mute maid stood up and noticed that the night wind that hit her face was carrying a stream of blood. She turned around and was about to run away when she heard a burst of crying.
There are low and high grass, and the high place is far beyond the height of the mute maid, and the cry comes from the tallest grass.
Somehow, the cold wind turned into hot wind, and she was thrown to the ground by the grass. When she raised her head again, she happened to meet the python's shining cold eyes.
"Good evening, Your Highness Princess."
Is the python saying hello to me? The mute maid was too stunned to move.
When the weeping tailor saw the python kissing the mute maid, he covered his mouth to hold his breath and prepared to run away.
"Just let me help you deal with these messes."
The boa constrictor raised its head and turned to look at the tailor.
The mute maid rushed towards it without thinking, and hugged its cold body tightly with both hands.