He's not stupid, Vanessa looks at Prince Creon, which means he's not as easy to deal with as he seems. "I never said I was from an aristocratic background." Vanessa wrote.

"So you learned all those court etiquette and skillful dance steps from the flamingos?" Creon took the pen and paper from Vanessa's hand, "From now on, I ask you answers, you just have to nod or shake your head." His gaze was cold, and he did not have the same enthusiasm as he had just pursued beautiful women.

The prince took out a small bottle from the cabinet next to him, "Brandt sent you to assassinate me?" He poured the white powder from the bottle into his palm and threw it over Vanessa's head, and the powder fell all over the princess.

Spit solid powder. Vanessa looked down at her body, and she was glowing like a green firefly.

Faced with Creon's question, the princess shook her head. It turned out that he was worried about this, and it was the nature of a king to be suspicious, and it seemed that this Prince Creon had prematurely regarded himself as a king, and he wondered how his father, the Silver King Creole, would feel when he found out. However, he suspected that Brant was stupid, because for now, no one's magic in the Land of Wine Valley could harm Creon.

So what is he afraid of? Vanessa caught a moment of relaxation in Creon's eyes, and was even more sure that Creon was afraid of Brandt. Before she could think about it, the prince's second question followed.

"Then why did he send you," Creon smiled wickedly, leaning close to Vanessa's face, "it can't be trying to please me, is it?" ”

Shake one’s head.

Creon got up, stepped up, walked to the basin and washed his hands, "Do you really need a sad puppet?" He looked at Vanessa.

Nod.

"Good, but I don't believe what you say - you have a beautiful sister who needs treatment. I'd rather believe it was a handsome little white face, you see, I'm one myself, so I don't want other dogs to come and grab a bone from me. Creon smiled gentlemanly, "Forgive my analogy, vulgar, but direct." Now answer me, am I right? ”

Nod.

"Oh, it's sad." Creon looked sad, "It seems that I can only win the hearts of beauties with my charm again." ”

Vanessa rolled her eyes.

"I'm curious," Creon said back to Vanessa's bedside and sat down, "how the hell did you persuade Brant to help you, you know, the second son never helps for free." He took the princess's hand and kissed it, "You let him sleep?" ”

Shake one’s head. Only you, the male dog, sleep around.

"And what did you promise him?" Creon pretended to think.

yes, what did I promise him? Vanessa thought sadly.

I couldn't give him anything, but he lost his mother. Is this a collateral injury or karma, why do I have to pay such a tragic price for everything I do!

Along the way, as if there is an invisible giant hand pushing himself forward, step by step into the trap of fate, if you want to drink water, you have to cry first, if you want to eat, you have to lose your sense of taste, if you want to cross the river, you have to drown half to death, if you want to live, you have to cut off an arm...... God, this path of trials is too difficult for me to have the courage to go on.

"Yo, speaking of Brant's eyes are wet, what's the matter, are you in love with him?"

Shake one’s head. I don't dare to ask for his love, I just hope that he doesn't hate me.

"That's good," Creon's eyes flashed fiercely, "I hate people robbing me of women, last time that self-defeating knight was bound to a cat by me with magic, I sent someone to roast that cat every day, and controlled the heat, so that it was charred and couldn't die, ha, you really should listen to that kind of sound, it's wonderful." I've been playing for more than half a month, and I've heard that the knight has been called for half a month, and later, whenever I think of 'the cat calls the knight', I can't stop laughing. ”

You're such a madman. Vanessa turned her face away, trying not to think about the image.

No, I can't let Reynor or Brant fall into the hands of this madman, I have to keep fighting, for the sake of the people I love, there can be no slack. Creon is protected by magic, and any damage will be transferred to others, so it is impossible to eliminate him from **, so how can you destroy him?

Power!

It's power! Creon's every move reveals his thirst for power, and when his yuwang for power reaches an unparalleled peak, taking away his succession to the throne is tantamount to killing him!

Seeing through Leon, Vanessa had a careful plan in mind

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