The autumn breeze is bleak and the leaves are falling.

White sculptures are entwined with withered yellow vines, and the water in the fountain is clear and clear. The marble staircase grinds like a mirror, reflecting the shadows of the trees. Whenever a breeze blows, the fine sunlight shines on the ground through the gaps in the leaves, and the light and shadow are like a dream.

The staircase goes up one by one, and at the end is a palace with white walls and a dome. Covering an area of tens of thousands of square meters, surrounded by cloisters, stone pillars stand in a forest, a simple and elegant royal architectural style.

This is the inner city of Ice Blue City, the palace of the Great Prince. At this time, in the hall of the palace, a young man in a white officer's uniform was discussing something with two old men in long robes. There was some excitement on both sides, and it seemed to be a very controversial topic.

"Elder Wu, Elder Yu, don't persuade me anymore, I have already decided on this matter." At the end of the argument, the young man waved his hand and said that he did not want to talk any more.

He was richly dressed and handsome. The cuffs of the officer's uniform are embroidered with gold patterns, which shimmer in the sunlight from the skylight. The silver stars on the epaulettes are shining and dazzling. With shiny white leather boots and dark blue ribbons on his body, he looks even more tall and heroic.

He is none other than the Great Prince of Ice Blue City, Zion Maran.

"Your Royal Highness, the third princess has a high level of strength, she has always been arrogant and domineering, and there is no one in her eyes. Over the years, she had never heard of anyone she had invited to dinner. There is something wrong, please think twice about the eldest prince. The white-robed old man bowed his head and persuaded.

"Elder Wu, you're too worried." Zion fiddled with the buttons on his cuffs, and his tone was flat, "This is the royal capital, there are Praetorian Guards, Dragon Scale Guards, and ten servants in front of the king, where are there so many things to catch the wind and shadows?" ”

"Your Royal Highness, don't ......" Another old man arched his hand and persuaded him bitterly, "The third princess is cruel by nature, with a femme fatale, if you go, life and death are unpredictable!" ”

"Elder Yu is right!" Elder Wu followed and persuaded, "Your Highness, you have just taken up the post of commander of the Praetorian Guard, and the third princess must be dissatisfied, I'm afraid it will not be good for you!" ”

Zion frowned slightly, as if he was impatient with the chatter of the two old men, and the volume was raised a little, "How can Trilith be so bad as you say?" When she first came from Noyce, who was not full of praise for her, but then it ...... happened" At this point, he stopped, and after a long while, he sighed, "I think she also has a hard ......"

"Your Highness......" "Your Highness!" The two elders said in unison.

"Alright, don't say any more." Zion turned his back to the two elders, clasped his hands behind him, and looked at the skylight of the dome. After being silent for a long time, she said, "No matter how you say it, Trilith is also a woman. ”

"She also needs a normal life, but it's a pity that ......"

"The third brother likes Long Yang and left her out in the cold, so she became what she is now."

"Elder Wu, Elder Yu......" Zion turned around and looked at the two elders, his deep voice was full of magnetism, "If I can win her over, whether it is for our Malan royal family or the countries of the Ambergris River, it will be beneficial and harmless......"

He paused for a moment, and his voice became meaningful, "Anyway, it's all a family, as long as her descendants can sit on the throne of Ice Blue City in the future, I'm sure she won't be dissatisfied." ”

The two elders looked at each other and did not speak again. When it comes to this, they all understand. The eldest prince is anxious, greedy for the beauty of the third princess, and wants to replace the useless younger brother to continue the bloodline of the Malan royal family.

They were all staff members invited back from outside by the eldest prince, and they were only responsible for making ideas, but had no actual duties. If you can persuade, you can persuade, and if you can't persuade, forget it.

At eight o'clock in the evening, the breeze is fresh and the fragrance of flowers is pleasant.

In front of the palace of the third prince, the maid led the eldest prince into the candlelight hall.

In the middle of the hall, there is a dining table more than ten meters long. The table is filled with a variety of delicacies, from roast suckling pig, roast turkey, smoked meat, cheese lobster, vegetable salad, to snow lotus soup, longevity noodles, hibiscus soup, and crystal dumplings. All kinds of tastes and colors.

The smooth porcelain plates, silver tableware, and pure white napkins complement each other with the candle flame. Ambilight, dreamy, like a magical dinner in a fairy tale,

At one end of the dining table, the mist lingers, and the figure is sufficient. The touching lines are faintly visible, round like the moon, soft and watery, making people reverie.

For a moment, Zion was stunned. The pestle was in place, and his eyes showed infatuation.

"Your Royal Highness, what are you looking at?"

It wasn't until a low, slightly magnetic voice sounded in the fog that Zion woke up and smiled awkwardly at his gaffe.

"Hehe, Princess Triris, good evening."

"His Royal Highness the eldest prince, we are different from men and women, and if we don't kiss or accept, the concubine will not get up to greet us."

"I'm honored to be invited by the princess." Zion said with a smile.

Although Trilith did not rise to greet her, Zion was not unhappy, but was overjoyed. Because Trilith called herself "concubine" in front of him, which was the ancient wife's self-proclaimed name for her husband. Although it is sometimes used on unmarried men and women, the ambiguity in this is extremely sultry.

Unconsciously, Zion's body reacted.

To conceal this, he hurried forward and sat down under the service of the maid.

"Today's snow lotus soup is made by the concubine herself, please taste it more for the eldest prince." A soft and charming voice came from the fog.

Zion leaned slightly and nodded in acknowledgment, then picked up the spoon and took a try. The cold snow lotus melts in the mouth, sweet and refreshing, and I can't help but praise, "It's delicious!" ”

"Some time ago, the eldest prince was appointed as the commander of the Praetorian Guard, and the concubine happened to have something to do, so it was too late to congratulate, and I asked the eldest prince to forgive." The man in the fog said. The tone is humble and soft, and it is very comfortable to listen to.

"It's okay, it's all my own family, so you don't have to be so polite." Zion bites the word "own family" very hard, full of suggestive meanings.

"Alas......" sighed in the fog.

"What's wrong?" Zion put down the spoon and asked with concern.

"What about my family, I'm an outsider, and I've always been a ......" The voice in the fog was a little self-pitying.

"How so?" Zion said, trying to make his voice as gentle as possible.

"I want the Dragonscale Guard, and that old guy won't give it either." The voice in the fog carried a hint of gloom, "I know, I didn't give birth to the blood of the Malan royal family, but is it my fault?" The voice became gloomy and sad, like a deep resentful woman, who couldn't help the loneliness in her heart, revealing her heart to others.

Zion's heart pounded, and then he was ecstatic, as if his long-held wish had been fulfilled, and his whole person was fluttering, and he was about to fly into the sky.

"No, it's not your fault." He said excitedly, "It's my useless brother who has made you miserable!" ”

"For example, if it were me, how could it be, how could it make you ......" Due to overexcitement, Zion not only did not choose to speak, but also stuttered, "Let you, let you suffer such a grievance, you are so young, so beautiful, so perfect, you, you are simply my goddess......"

If it weren't for the terrifying strength of the other party, I was afraid that he would have pounced by now.

Suddenly, a huge coercion diffused out of the fog, an invisible wind blew, and the candle flame flickered and dimmed. Zion was startled, and a cold rose from his back and spread to his limbs, as if he had been hooked in the neck by the scythe of death. The tip of the cold light shimmered tightly against his throat, and life and death were only a thin line.

The mist that lingered at the other end of the table swelled up, spreading around, and then one by one, the graceful and enchanting figures with amazing curves came out of the fog. There are sexy and hot black widows in leather clothes and leather pants, tall and toned butchers in bra-wraps, semen-sucking banshees with delicate skin, purple lips and red eyes, evil and glamorous, and dark Amazons with leather armor and leather skirts, ponytails and heroic hair, and the Queen of Thorns with only one iron hand.

As if looking at the flowers, the originally spacious and empty hall was instantly crowded with all kinds of beauties. Yan is thin and fat, with a variety of postures, each of which is the best in the world.

"Let me conceive a child, everything here ......" the voice in the fog was full of temptation, "it's all yours." ”

Zion swallowed, his voice trembled, and his fingers trembled involuntarily, "Yes, is it now......"

It was as if there was an erupting volcano in his heart, and the molten magma and iron were soaring into the sky.

"I'm sorry......" the voice in the fog revealed a hint of regret, "The concubine has been inconvenient these days. ”

Suddenly, Zion seemed to have been poured cold water, and his whole person withered.

"Hehehe......" a charming and dissolute laugh came from the fog, "What's the hurry, life is long, and there will be time in the future." Do you say yes, Your Highness the Prince? ”

"I'm sorry, I was rude." Zion said hurriedly. As the eldest prince of the Red Country, there are not a few top beauties he has seen, but the woman in front of him is stunning in the world, which makes him so out of shape.

After thinking about it, there is no second candidate in this world except him. He is the crown prince, and he is many times stronger than the second prince who hides in the palace all day long and stays at home.

Thinking of this, he gradually suppressed the evil fire, and waited until he went back to find the maid to solve it.

A little over an hour later, the romantic candlelit dinner ended.

"Thank you for your hospitality." Zion said, with a bow.

"Welcome back next time." The voice in the fog said, and then the maid brought a red wine, "This is the concubine brought from her hometown of Noyce, please ask His Royal Highness the eldest prince to taste it." The voice was full of charm, "If you want to be a concubine one day, you will drink the wine of the concubine." ”

"Definitely, definitely." Zion took the wine and swore an oath.

Moments later, Zion left. The hall of candles returned to tranquility, and thousands of flames danced in the huge iron cage of the dome.

"Hehe, become a hero......"

Five days later, the Red Kingdom was shocked.

Crown Prince Zion Malan, who took the heroic potion "Razer", bled and died tragically.

The whole country mourns. Half a month later, the third prince, Ryan Malan, was appointed as the new crown prince.

On this day, gay bars in the Red Country are open all night......