"Huh?" Libia shifted her gaze from Lucia to Ruoli next to her, with a trace of doubt in her expression.
Ruoli nodded seriously and said word by word: "Lord Libia, now that I think about it, I finally found out why I had a strange feeling when I saw Mashaka."
Libia suddenly showed a hint of astonishment: "Did you fall in love with him at first sight?"
"That's not the case!" Ruoli spat disdainfully with a slightly red face, and continued with a serious expression, "Lord Libia, do you still remember that not long ago I went to the Great Britain to participate in the Ten Great Imperial Conferences?
For example, that Masaka, looking back now, he looks very similar to Gou Dian, the representative of the inlay masters of the Great Britain Empire!"
"The top of the great empire of Great Britain?"
"Yes." Ruoli nodded thoughtfully and put forward her own opinion, "In my opinion, the identity of this Masaka must be related to Goudian. If we want to investigate his origin, I think this
Maybe it’s a good place to start.”
Libia nodded slightly. As the first princess of the empire, she also knew a little bit about the possibility that Mashaka came from the Great British Empire. But now she has heard some unexpected news from Ruoli. Speaking of which,
It can also be regarded as a small surprise.
Lucia shook her little hand seriously and wrote the short poem assigned to her by Libia, but did not notice the topics Libia and Ruoli mentioned. She put down the quill in her hand with a "pop"
, seemed quite proud of the short poem he had just written.
Libia also noticed Lucia's movements. She smiled brightly and asked first: "Lucia, has the poem been written?"
"It's done, sister." Lucia nodded her head seriously, pushing the paper with the short poem on it directly in front of Libia with both hands.
Libia smiled and nodded, looking at the paper in front of her and softly reading the content of the short poem.
The content of the short poem is:
"Magnificent sunset,
Father went to the banquet.
Take a sip of wine,
I don’t know how it tastes.”
Seeing this, Libia almost spit out the black tea in her mouth! She looked at her sister with a strange expression, and could only express speechlessness for a long time. The first line of the poem "The sunset is infinitely beautiful" created a very romantic scene.
Seeing the atmosphere, everyone thought this was the beginning of a romantic scene. However, the next sentence suddenly changed completely and wrote a strange and inconsistent scene "The Emperor Attends a Banquet"!?
Well, just think of it as a scene where Lucia's father is riding in a carriage to the banquet at sunset, but the next moment "I took a sip of wine and I don't know how much it tastes." This is not to point out that writing poets is very difficult.
Want to taste what the wine tastes like!! Lucia was definitely not allowed to drink at a young age. This short poem seems to describe a child following his father to a banquet and watching his father drink a glass and then drink again.
The curiosity after a cup, the child's nature is endlessly revealed here.
Libia and Ruoli looked at each other, not knowing how to express their opinions at this moment.
"Sister, sister, this poem written by Lucia is Lucia's confident work, how about it?" Lucia asked innocently, without any fear at all. She was still coveting the gift Libia mentioned just now,
She had long forgotten whether the poems were good or bad.
Libia and Ruoli looked at each other again, and both giggled in unison. They suddenly began to laugh and praise Lucia's poems for their taste, but they did not say frankly what "the poems have taste" meant.
Export, and Lucia doesn't want to know, anyway at her young age, she can't understand.
When Lucia clamored for a gift, Libia, who loved her sister, also obeyed the agreement and brought out a gift. It was a red and black cloak. It is said that it can ward off fire when worn on the body.
At the same time, it can naturally emit a warm breath, making it a rare product to avoid the cold. According to Libia, this dark fire feather cloak was sewn by the tailor Ruoli herself, and its quality is even better.
It was of high quality, otherwise she would not have given this cloak to her precious sister.
Lucia was running around on the balcony wearing a cloak on the spot. She looked at Libia and Ruoli proudly showing off the gift she had just received from Libia.
Not even a good idea.
Libia was also very happy to see her dear sister so happy. She called Lucia back and had a good chat with the girl for a while, looking very happy and happy.
"By the way, Lady Lucia. Speaking of which, you mentioned just now that Masaka protected you very well during the Colosseum incident. So, do you think he is very powerful?"
"Uh, well, I'm not sure." Lucia tilted her head and thought for a while, not knowing how to answer Ruoli's question.
Libia and Ruoli looked at each other and saw a trace of doubt in each other's eyes.
It was Libia who asked first: "Lucia, 'not very clear', what does this mean?"
"Because, Lucia didn't see Masaka killing monsters with her own eyes during the riot in the Colosseum." Lucia said nonchalantly as she recalled everything at that time.
Libia and Ruoli looked at each other. At this moment, they had a doubt in their hearts. No, it should be said that they had a doubt about the strength of "Mashaka". After all, Libia had a doubt about her precious sister.
It's terrible, if she can't figure out Masaka's strength, then she may be restless and unable to sleep for a while.
"Lord Lucia, can you let me have a battle with Masaka?" Ruoli couldn't help but speak first.
Lucia didn't think at all that today was Yingfeng's holiday. She nodded like a chicken pecking at rice and directly agreed to Ruoli's request. Then, our protagonist, the unlucky Lord Yingfeng, was brought here with a few guards tied up.
Come on, Yingfeng was still confused when he was brought there. He didn’t know which big shot he had provoked and wanted to judge him!
Landing with a bang, Yingfeng rubbed his head and looked around at the surrounding environment. When he saw Lucia, Libia and the others, he was stunned. He didn't know that during this rare holiday, he was stunned.
What is going on? I can only ask Lucia with a dry face: "Lu, Lord Lucia, may I ask, what is going on?"
"Mashaka, let's fight with Ruoli." Lucia still looked indifferent.
Yingfeng said "Huh?" and looked at everything around him with a messy face. He thought about it for a long time and still didn't understand what was going on.
"I told you to have a fight with Ruoli! This is the princess's order, do you understand?" Lucia pouted and seemed a little angry. She was messed up by her sister not long ago.
Now this girl has obviously vented her anger directly on Yingfeng.
Yingfeng smiled bitterly and retorted: "Well, isn't today my day off?"
Lucia's face was neither red nor angry, and she deliberately wanted to be angry: "Is the holiday more important or Lucia?"
"Of course it's Xio." Before Yingfeng could finish his words, a piece of chalk flew over. Frightened, Yingfeng quickly changed his words and said righteously, "Of course it's Ms. Lucia who is important! Ms. Lucia is the light in my heart and an angel.
The end of the world is the end of the world, what are you talking about when you ask, Lady Lucia?"
Lucia nodded with satisfaction and put on her small waist with a proud look on her face.
Libia and Ruoli next to them giggled, as if they thought the conversation they just had was a makeshift skit.
Yingfeng could only express his speechlessness about the situation at this moment. He looked at himself tied up into a rice dumpling with a wry smile, and said helplessly: "Well, then, okay, Master Ruoli, please give me some advice." Until now, no one on the field has bothered Yingfeng.
Untied, Yingfeng subconsciously believed that his appearance was purely used as a punching bag.
As Yingfeng's opponent, Ruoli understood the other side: "Mashaka, do you want to fight me like this? It seems that you look down on me." She said "Hu" without even hearing Yingfeng's explanation.
Li's fist had already struck.
Yingfeng took a solid punch from Ruoli and then immediately understood the situation. He screamed and told his injustice, but the answer was still Ruoli's punches that were heavier than the last.
A "bang" sound knocked Yingfeng to the ground again. Ruoli gently brushed the red hair on her forehead and suddenly smiled and said: "I said, Masaka, can't this warm-up be over yet?"
"It was just a warm-up!!? Me, me, me..." Yingfeng was confused. He felt that he was more unjust than Dou E at this moment. He thought that what he had just done was already a sparring match, but he didn't expect that Ruoli would just say "warm up".
Everything just happened was passed down lightly.
Ruo Lihun nodded nonchalantly: "Of course it's just a warm-up. The weapon I'm most proficient in using is a hidden weapon rather than a fist. If I fight you with a fist, isn't this a warm-up?"
Yingfeng almost spit out a mouthful of old blood. He stood there blankly, not knowing what to say for a moment. After being depressed for a long time, Yingfeng finally spoke softly in a questioning tone: "Well, Miss Ruoli,
Can...can you untie me first?"
Ruoli looked Yingfeng up and down, then curled her lips slightly and said, "What will you do if I say no?"
"..." Yingfeng was speechless. He stood there blankly, his mouth wide open and he didn't know what else to say.