"Is it pretty?"

Oreo asked in a low voice.

Angelyl looked up and saw a skeleton scratching its head in front of the mirror, the seventh outfit he'd put on today.

She yawned.

"Very good."

Oreo withdrew his gaze and looked at Angelil in bewilderment.

"Isn't there something else to say?"

"Uh......"

Angelil glanced at the desk, on which were the other six sets of clothes, the colors were very coordinated, a water of black, white and gray, and no one with a normal aesthetic could find the difference between these clothes here, because they were not different at all.

Scratching her ears and cheeks for a while, Angelyl pointed to the black suit.

"My sister likes to wear black...... While playing you. ”

"That's because I like to wear black!"

Oreo sat down in frustration, for a man, it is really a bad thing to dress carefully, the only thing worth paying attention to is the hairstyle, but his hair has not grown yet, and when it grows, he will have to go on a date with Atifa, after all, time is precious......

Cuarón didn't know what the two were muttering, he had spent the whole day studying the drawings that Filia had left behind, and they were so new that his mind didn't know what they were.

However, it was idle to stay in the office, and not to cook at night, and Caron had no other hobbies other than killing, so he continued to look at the drawing.

"Forget it, so be it."

Oreo chose a black suit and a white shirt anyway, as Atifa had said that the outfit would feel familiar to her.

Seeing Oreo stand up, Cuarón folded the blueprints in his hand, and he stepped out the door and put the reins on the two horses.

The lawn that was destroyed yesterday has been repaired, and it is said that dragon's blood seeds have been sprinkled in the middle of the lawn, but there has been no sign of germination, perhaps because the weather is still too cold.

Angelyl jumped into the carriage, she was going home for the night, but it was early to get home today, she had to hide her whereabouts, and then spend some time on the road.

Oreo cautiously climbed into the carriage for fear of leaving a wrinkle in his suit.

Angelyl had never seen him so cautious, she pursed her lips, but her heart felt warm, this skeleton really loved her sister as he said.

The daylight gradually converged, and soon the sky darkened, and there was a call for rain.

Horses neighed, ruts rolled, and the Walden family crest had been removed from Caron's body, replaced by Pravor's coat of arms.

With the help of a few children, the half of the road was nearing completion, and Caron saw several officials talking to the children, seemingly discussing wages.

The carriage was soon on Sixth Street, with the Emperor behind her back, and Mrs. Peggy's business expanded to include her new brothel just around the corner, next door to Red Rose Seafood. Every night the brothel hosts a drinking party, and even many noblewomen come here to spend their time.

"Have a nice date!"

Angelelle faithfully blessed the two men, and then jumped out of the carriage with her skirt in hand.

Many people noticed the carriage, and in the Okassim Empire such a luxurious carriage was quite rare. The princes and nobles who came and went avoided one after another, and watched the two tall horses pull the carriage straight to the palace.

Worried that a few people would not be able to enter the palace, Reka was waiting at the gate of the palace early, and when he saw the carriage coming, Reka hurriedly waved his hand and motioned for the soldiers to open the city gate.

Caron slowed down and drove into the palace as he was greeted by soldiers.

On duty tonight was the commander of the Black Crane Army, who was standing beside Reka, looking at the carriage with his neck craned.

"Director Reka, is that the man?"

"See the emblem?"

Reka pretended to point to the trunk of the carriage, and the iron six-pointed star emblem was inlaid on the carriage, emitting a ghostly glow in the setting sun. "The family crest of the Pravre family, there is only one person in all of Turin with the surname Pravelle."

The centurion opened his mouth wide.

"Your Majesty's husband."

Reka sighed.

"yes."

Under the farewell of the soldiers, the carriage slowly stopped in front of the Haihou Palace. In the midst of that chaos, the original restaurant was razed to the ground, and the Sea Harem has been serving as a reception ever since.

The four palace maids hurriedly greeted them, and they waited side by side in front of the car, their heads lowered.

Although Her Majesty Atifa did not command, everyone sensed her anticipation, after all, she had been giggling all afternoon. The palace ladies had never seen His Majesty so out of shape, and the importance of this man to her could be imagined.

Oreo sat quietly in the car, the minutes ticking by, he raised his right hand and looked at it, the dry bones in his right hand were still dry bones.

Because of his longing, he set off half an hour early, and now he wants to wait in the office and suffer, and he also suffers here.

In Atifa's words, love is the devil.

After about half an hour, Oreo couldn't wait for his cheeks to fully shape before he could push the door open.

The palace maids greeted them energetically and spoke softly in unison.

"Lord Pravor."

The man stepped out of the carriage, his mid-length hair disheveled, like a thief, but with a gentle smile on his face.

He couldn't wait to walk towards the courtyard, the door directly opposite him was wide open, and a faint light flickered behind the screen, and a shadow loomed in the faint light.

Atifa Bedford, the wife he swore to protect for the rest of his life. After that expedition to the northern wastelands, the two were separated for three years, and after three years of hardship, they could finally meet in the open.

At the thought of this, Oreo felt that his whole body was trembling, and he walked up the steps in an arc, his steps vague, as if he had been poured a barrel of ale.

Atifa apparently heard footsteps, and the shadow behind the screen stood up, and she stood still for a moment, then walked briskly towards the door.

"Whew!"

Like thunder on the ground, a loud dragon roar rose from the ground, and the sound was in the palace.

"Gaia?"

Oreo glanced at the screen that was close at hand, and muttered. "My dear, I'll settle this matter, and I'll come back to you this time tomorrow...... Instantaneous. ”

The girl behind the screen rushed out, she was wearing a high-waisted long dress, the upper body was a white shirt, her black hair hung down like a waterfall between the curves of Miaoman, the flowing sea was divided into two layers, delicately spread between her forehead, especially the emerald green eyes, no matter how it can be called tender like water.

She's like a person in a painting......

No, Dream Man.

But Oreo was gone, leaving only a few bits of light in place, and Atifa reached out to stroke them, a few tears dripping from her eyes.

She wanted to scold Oreo, but when she said it, her appearance changed, and it was more like flirting.

"Damn it...... Oreo. ”