"Yes." The workers all responded in unison.

Sheebel watched the workers who were busy building the swings, she happened to be idle, and when she saw the movements of the workers, she watched for a while, and then she couldn't help but lean over with the workers.

When the workers first saw Sheebel coming, they all looked terrified, and said that it would be good for them to do these things, and there was no need for Shiebel to do it himself.

But no matter how much the workers tried to persuade him, he couldn't resist Shiebel insisting on building with them.

When Xavier came out of the attic, he didn't see Sheebel in the pavilion, but glanced into the garden, and saw the snow-white and petite figure of the girl in the busy pile of workers.

A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and the blonde young man pursed his lips and walked unhurriedly.

However, when Xavier saw the girl's engaged and excited expression, he stopped walking and turned and walked into the pavilion.

Today's sun is not strong, the warm sun in the afternoon is warm, Xavier sat in the small pavilion, holding a cup of black tea in his hand, took a leisurely sip, and his eyes fell on the girl's body.

With a smile on her face, the girl discussed with the workers around her from time to time how to dress up next and what kind of swing she liked, and the workers also responded positively.

It seems that the construction process of the workers has not been delayed because of the participation of the girl.

Soon, just as the sun was about to set, the swing was finally built.

Shibel stood in front of the swing with his hands crossed on his waist, looking at the swing he and the workers had built with satisfaction in his eyes.

The materials that the butler ordered to prepare were all of the highest quality, and there was a green vine wrapped around the two transparent ropes hanging down, don't look at the two transparent ropes were very slender, but they were a special material in the empire, and the sword and fire could not hurt it even a point.

As for the main cushion of the swing, it is the best cushion that the housekeeper ordered someone to find, and it is also covered with a very white fox skin, and the space is very large, it can take two or three people, and Shibel can lie on it and sleep leisurely.

The workers had departed, and Xavier came and handed Sheebel the snow-white handkerchief he was holding.

"Wipe your sweat."

Shiebel heard Xavier's voice from behind her, and she turned to look at Xavier, her eyes glancing over the handkerchief Xavier's fingertips.

The handkerchief looks very well clothed, and is embroidered with gold thread, and if you look closely, it looks like a white dove with a meaning of peace.

Shiebel said, "Thank you." He reached out and took the handkerchief from Xavier's hand.

She took her handkerchief and turned to the swing, sat on the swing, kicked her feet at will, and then the swing began to shake back and forth due to inertia.

However, the speed and amplitude of the shaking were not large, and it was slow, and a slight breeze blew at this time.

Shibel squinted her eyes, she took a handkerchief and wiped the sweat beads on her forehead casually, and blew the oncoming breeze, feeling that this situation was extremely comfortable and leisurely for no reason.

"Your Majesty, come and help me push the swing." Shiebel shook himself casually a few times, always feeling that something was missing, so his eyes fell on Xavier, who was looking at her calmly on one side.

The big guy kept doing it and became a white moonlight after his death