In the cold path, in the dim room, a tall man stood motionless at the table with his back to the wooden door.

In front of the man was a large wooden table, and he looked at the red apples on the wooden table without saying a word, which became more and more round and attractive under the oil lamp.

If you look closely, the red apple seems to be moving restlessly.

Recalling the beautiful boy in the queen's palace who suddenly turned into an apple, Volne touched the apple skin with his fingers, frowned slightly and asked, "Is it a dryad, or an apple essence?" ”

Is there a difference? It's not human anyway!

Yan Zigao didn't know how to answer this kind of stupid question, let alone that he didn't even have a mouth.

So, after he asked, the red apple on the table was still quietly treated as an apple.

However, the coarse shirt grower did not seem to intend to get any information from him. I saw him open the drawer of the wooden table, rummaging in it for a while, and when he raised his body again, he was holding a fruit knife in his hand.

"It's okay if you don't want to say it, you just peeled it to make a fruit salad." After saying that, Vaughn really picked up the fruit knife and gestured on the apple.

Yan Zigao could only watch the fruit knife that reflected the light approaching step by step, unable to control the fruit body, trembling like an electric little egg. In fact, he hated to jump on the face of the fruit farmer and apply him a face of juice!

Closing his eyes that were about to stare out of the frame, when the cold blade was on his peel, Yan Zigao was already in despair, just begging to be a talking thing in the next life!

"Still won't say it?" Holding him up with his big hand, Yan Zigao felt a □□ in his ears, and moved his round body.

Even if he wants to say it, someone has to understand it!

Yan Zigao wanted to cry without tears.

"Say it, I understand." Suddenly, the fruit farmer's voice sounded at close range again, so sexy that Yan Zigao doubted what he had heard.

If he can hear it, then it's easy to do!

Yan Zigao was happy, and just as he was speaking, there was a rapid knock on the door outside.

Yan Zigao was placed on the cold wooden table again, and the fruit farmer, who was too handsome to look like a fruit farmer, went to open the wooden door.

"Queen, I don't know what happened when I came late at night?" Vaughn asked coldly after seeing the woman with the lamp outside the door.

The queen pushed open the wooden door with her red-painted fingers, and walked in with her head tilted back as if she were following her own home.

She paused when her eyes touched the apple on the table, her fingernails gently scratched the peel, and she lowered her head and said, "Strange to say, there is a sound of chirping in my palace in the middle of the night, and I can't sleep. ”

"I think it's a mouse." "I can put you in touch with a tricycle that sells rat poison." ”

Listening to the handsome fruit farmer returning to the queen in twos and twos, Yan Zigao's unhappiness of being molested by his red nails was slightly reduced.

The queen continued unhurriedly: "Rat poison, rat traps, and rat sticky boards have all been used, but they have not worked. I've heard you're going to make some □□, so why don't you give me a □□. The requirements are very simple, as long as the appearance is good-looking, you will definitely die if you eat it. ”

When Yan Zigao heard this, with a jolt, he left the wooden table and entered the woman's hands.

I heard the woman say, "Just make it with this apple, and I'll get it tomorrow." ”

The words fell, and Yan Zigao was stuffed into the warm palm of the fruit farmer.

The farmer didn't say anything, and turned the apple in his hand with his head down.

When the queen saw him doing this, she sneered, walked past the fruit farmer, and when she was about to go out of the wooden door, she said, "It's up to you whether you can make oil or not." ”

Vaughn clutched the apple in his palm and didn't say anything, and the room fell silent.

Yan Zigao, who was designated by the queen as the raw material for poisoned apples, was uncomfortable.

He didn't know what Vaughn was thinking or what his relationship was with the queen. helped him pit the queen before, but looking at the current situation, the two don't look like rivals.

The corners of the queen's serious mouth curled up mockingly, and she coldly threatened: "Dear Voln, I think your father should be thinking about Mochizuki at this time, but you can't do without my help if you want to restore your status as a prince." ”

Hearing this, Yan Zigao was completely stunned, feeling that this fruit farmer was still a prince in distress.

It can't be the prince, right?

The one who saved the pocket princess with a kiss, the one who lived happily with the princess?

When Yan Zigao thought of this, he suddenly felt that his heart was uncomfortably tightened, and his breathing was not smooth, and he moved in Voln's hand.

Vaughn felt the uneasiness of the suspected apple demon, and his irritable mood was inexplicably good, and he still looked indifferent to the queen's face: "Although I want to contribute my modest efforts, I don't have the ability to make poisonous apples." ”

"Don't be modest, my grower, you are even comfortable with pesticides." The queen took his words as an excuse for rejection and retorted unhappily.

"Accident."

The queen opened the wooden door and stepped into the darkness, and her quiet voice came from the silence: "I will come to you tomorrow afternoon." ”

"You really made a pesticide?"

Vaughn closed the door, and a teenager's voice came to mind.

Stroking the apple in his hand, Vaughn sat on the edge of the bed with a smile, the moonlight streaming in from the window on the floor.

The appearance of pesticides is indeed an accident. One day, he found an old book about artificial acid rain, and on a whim, Voln, who wanted to destroy the orchard, turned it into a pesticide.

"Acid rain turns into pesticides." Vaughn looked at the restless Apple and explained indifferently.

Yan Zigao, who got the answer, was stunned, oh my god! This grower really has those strange experiments......

Actually, there is not much of a surprise. From the beginning of Voln's appearance, it was not ordinary, and Chong's face that was indifferent to Qiao Sen should not be an ordinary person.

"Truth or Dare time is over. Now I need to make you a poison apple. As if he hadn't noticed Yan Zigao's distraction, Volen suddenly said coldly.

"Wait, wait!" When Yan Zigao heard his words, he was calm and incompetent, and shouted in horror to stop, "You really have to listen to that old witch......

Before he could finish speaking, Yan Zigao felt like he was being placed on a soft pillow, and then Volin also lay down on the bed and casually plucked the apple.

"Sleep." Vaughn lowered his voice and said with his eyes half-closed.

Watching the round apples fall on the pillow, Vaughn closed his eyes and slept satisfied. And Yan Zigao fell on the pillow and struggled to stand up.

……

The branches of the trees in the sky are luxuriant, the paths are covered with dense grass, the dark color invades every inch of the eye, and the insects and snakes waiting for the opportunity in the dense foliage and grass provide a safe barrier - the night.

A petite and cute teenage girl staggered to the ground, clasped the opposite arm with both hands, and tried to keep her eyes open as much as possible, and walked cautiously on the path.

The insects and beasts were mixed with the muttering of the girls, which were blown away by the cool breeze.

"It's okay, it's okay, Pocket." The girl rubbed her arms, and the cherry mouth trembled and murmured, "When you get out of this deep forest, you can find your aunt's house." ”

Although the raised face was extremely pale, it could still be seen that the scared girl was the pocket princess that Yan Zigao had planned to steal all night!

As time passed, as she went deeper and deeper, the inner uneasiness made her barely able to move her feet, and even if she kept encouraging herself, she couldn't control her trembling feet.

Suddenly, a wolf howl arose, waking up the birds that were hiding everywhere, and they flew out like crazy.

Pocket was already too nervous not to want to, but he was so frightened that he tripped over the entangled grass vines and fell to the mud in a panic.

It had just rained, and the mud was muddy, and the princess struggled to hold up her upper body, but fell into the dirt again because her hands slipped.

The white puffy dress on the princess's body was full of dirt, and the palms and face were unavoidable, no longer beautiful and sweet as before. Pocket looked down at his dirty self and his broken elbows, his eyes could no longer hold back tears, and his throat couldn't hold back his chokes.

At this time, a pair of oily green snake eyes appeared in the grass and stared faintly at the girl on the muddy floor, and the snake hyacinth spit out leisurely.

The miniature princess, who was gradually holding back her tears, noticed the restlessness of the grass, and looked up to see a snake head larger than a human head, and the cold vertical pupils on the snake's head reflected her panicked face.

……

When he opened his eyes the next day and saw the scene in front of him, Yan Zigao hurriedly closed his eyes in disbelief and prayed that what he had just seen was all fake, before opening them again.

What his eyes saw was still in the queen's bedroom, and the queen, who was about to kill him with a sword last night, stared at him without blinking, so frightened that Yan Zigao even blocked his breathing.

"The apple seems to be redder." The queen observed for a long time, and then said to the fruit grower on one side.

Volen looked at Yan Zigao with a smile in his eyes, and said with a serious look on his face: "Yes, because it is injected with venom." ”

Hearing this, Yan Zigao hurriedly paid attention to his body, it was indeed faintly uncomfortable, if Yan Zigao still had a white face, it would definitely be the same as a lantern at this moment.

"You...... You beast! Yan Zigao was heartbroken and accused the light-hearted bad-hearted fruit farmer that MD actually injected him with venom while he was sleeping!

As if he hadn't heard it, Vone continued: "The poisonous apple has been cultivated, and the queen should act earlier to prevent the rats from becoming more and more rampant. ”

"That's a good point." The queen carefully placed Yan Zigao apple on the table and turned to walk to the wardrobe.

Seeing this, Volne picked up the apple and planned to avoid it, but the queen's pretentious voice came from behind him: "Volne, you don't have to avoid, after all, we will have to go on the road together later." ”

Have a nice trip!

Yan Zigao, who is highly poisonous, is not stingy and speculates with the worst heart about these two embarrassed people.

No one took him out, and as an apple, there was no way to leave, Yan Zigao squatted on the table and was ready to look at the old woman's body.

As a result, before the queen could take off her clothes, Yan Zigao felt a turmoil, and then his face was pressed against a warm chest.

"Beware of the eye of a long needle."

There was a deep male voice in his ears, and the familiar mature man's body temperature hit Yan Zigao's whole body......