There are thousands of ways to die, and Zhong Lan has seen dozens of them with his own eyes. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

She doesn't like too messy ways to die, and she usually cuts her throat to death under her, but she never imagined that one day she would be able to see thousands of ways to die for "herself" on a picture scroll.

The painter is also well-intentioned, taking care of every detail, and the painter should be a person who is extremely familiar with Salilya in order to paint it so meticulously.

Whether it is a crying death or a numb death, every stroke of the expression is carefully outlined.

Zhong Lan squinted at the scroll, put it back in its place, and then ran out quickly.

Not long after she went out, she faintly heard a few arguments, as if the maids were talking about something, and she leaned in to hear that something bad had happened between the new male slave in the harem and Her Majesty.

Now that there is a commotion in the harem, Her Majesty the Queen is angry and has not left, which shows his love for him.

Zhong Lan narrowed her eyes, she didn't see that Her Majesty was interested in male slaves, so what was the trouble at the moment...... And why?

Zhong Lan pretended that she was the black princess Salierya, so she broke into the harem in a high-sounding manner, and for some reason, all the maids in the harem were evacuated.

She also gradually slowed down, slowly approaching the gate of the harem. Only then did I faintly hear a few words of conversation coming from inside.

"I'll tell you to play the piano, let's talk."

“……”

"Oh, it's stubborn."

……

Zhong Lan approached the door and stayed close to the window to see the scene inside.

Her Majesty sat high on the mattress, and the next obedient kneeling was a male slave with a fairy wind in the daytime, the male slave's expression Zhong Lan couldn't see clearly, but she could see the face of Her Majesty the Queen.

Still looking indifferent, she didn't even give a trace of her gaze to the kneeling slave, but said lightly: "Play the piano." ”

The male slave also had a backbone, and said: "My piano is only for bosom friends." ”

"Bosom friend? Scold...... What a bosom friend. Her Majesty let out a low chuckle, with a mocking look on her face, "Are you referring to a princess?" How dare you ......"

"Dare to use the sound of the piano as bait to drive a wedge between us." Her Majesty said, "What is the crime? ”

The kneeling slave was speechless.

He was silent, but he could not extinguish Her Majesty's wrath.

Even if the anger was only hidden under the skin, she said, "I have a thousand ways to make you disappear forever...... If it weren't for the fear of Yaya's sadness...... But ......"

Her Majesty's expression flickered, and at this time, even Zhong Lan felt an unknown feeling emanating from the cold king.

"Is it broken?" Zhong Lan asked the system in her heart.

The system said: "Ding...... Not really. ”

But at that moment, she felt a strange aura around Her Majesty.

Connecting with the picture scroll that painted the original owner when he died, Zhong Lan's heart felt even more strange. It's not that simple.

The slave boy seemed to know that he had angered Her Majesty, and said no more, and Her Majesty slowly stood up, and she muttered, "It's time." ”

Until when?

Zhong Lan glanced at the moonlight in the sky, and she didn't know it, but seeing that Her Majesty was about to come out, she hurriedly dodged away.