Eighty-fifth bowl of soup (eight)

"Look at you, I just asked you to come out and stroll with me. From the beginning to now, I have a bad face. Do you believe it or not and ignore you at night?"

Qinghuan's threat was very effective, because S immediately smiled at her. Although it was just a false smile that could not be false, at least he consciously made the expression of "smiling", which was enough for Qinghuan. She tiptoed and touched S, who was one head taller than her. She was already very tall, and S was even taller and long legs, so she looked particularly eye-catching when standing in the crowd.

"Don't be in a bad mood, you didn't suffer any loss, right?"

S was still looking at her with annoyance, while keeping a "smile" on the corner of his mouth. Didn't he suffer a loss? For the next three days, how could he give in? The high priest came out shopping... and ask who else could believe this kind of thing? It was a big laugh. Why did he give up so many unread books for a few meals, and walked on the street stupidly to receive countless strange gazes?!

Qinghuan pulled his sleeve: "I heard that there is a cake here that is very well made. Don't you want to try it?"

There are many chefs in the Holy Church, and he didn't want to taste them, let alone things made by people outside.

S's unquestionable appearance was directly regarded as a default by Qinghuan. She counted the money in her skirt's pocket and pulled S into the cake shop with the reluctant S. For her, the cake shop exuding a sweet and seductive atmosphere was extremely uncomfortable for S. He stood inside, restless and kept urging Qinghuan to buy it quickly. After buying it, he could leave.

Qinghuan's head hurts when he is urging her. She thinks S looks scary. In fact, she is as willful and ignorant as a child. She doesn't know how to be grateful to adults for asking for this or that. However, she still bought it quickly and took him out. She saw S rubbing her eyebrows with a headache, and looking at her with the adults' eyes: "Can you be as mature as me?"

"???" He was also qualified to say this? Who is the person who pestered her to have supper every night? Who is the person who promised her to have a temple that has not been out for hundreds of years for a little food? Is this person embarrassed to talk about her?

Qinghuan endured it, but still didn't bother with the child. She took out a puff and said, "Do you want to eat it?"

S opened his mouth, he would not use chopsticks, and he had long been used to being fed by Qing Huan. He bent down slightly, grabbed the puff that Qing Huan sent to his mouth, took a small bite, and the fresh sweet butter inside was left. He swallowed the whole piece, expressionless: "Overall."

Qinghuan also ate one, but she thought it was delicious, although it was not amazing. "Make you goat milk soup tonight."

"Don't have red beans." This time the reaction was very fast.

Qing Huan laughed: "I listen to you."

Her good attitude made S feel much more comfortable and she was willing to follow her and wander around slowly, although he didn't think there was anything to visit in this downtown area. There were many people, poor air quality, and noisy. Children ran around everywhere, and adults looked very disliked. There were still a few people in the alley robbing an old woman... The world was so chaotic and dirty, which made people feel annoyed.

As a result, S's face became worse and worse. He just didn't like such a place and stayed in the temple. What it looked like was entirely up to him, whether it was day or night, whether it was cheerful or deserted, lonely or lively, and everything was dominated by him.

I really don't know what's good about such a place. This woman actually strolled with relish. S looked at Qinghuan and looked at the hands that the two were shaking. There was never the only one who feared him. Even Envy did not dare to touch him like this. This woman is good. Not only dare to touch his head and pinch his face, but also dare to hold his hand, treating him as her son. This attitude... is really a big deal.

When the two of them arrived at a restaurant, they heard that the beef steaks here were very good, which can be said to be awesome. Qing Huan saw it in the latest version of the Temple's "Continental Recipes". The pictures above made people's index fingers tremble. I wonder if I could get the number today. The most important thing is that all the beef steaks in this restaurant are cooked until they are cooked. Except for specific needs, there will never be a bloody situation.

How low is her requirements?

Fortunately, they had a seat as soon as they arrived, and it was a corner by the window on the second floor, with a great view. The waiter in formal clothes was very polite, and Qinghuan smiled at him without hesitation. There were moving piano music flowing in the restaurant, and young men in tuxedo wearing white gloves were playing beautiful and moving music on the stage in the lobby on the first floor. The music was flowing in the restaurant, and the gentlemen and ladies were talking in a low voice, and many people were dancing on the dance floor.

The environment here seems to be a little better than outside—but it is just a little bit.

After waiting for a while, suddenly a noise came from downstairs. Qinghuan curiously stretched his head to look at it. The curious look made S very unhappy. "I rude, sit down."

Qinghuan didn't listen to him. She would selectively show fear and anxiety in front of S, but most of the time she did what she wanted, for example, at this moment. "That person is wearing a golden robe, and looks very good. Is he a person from your Holy Church?"

Hearing Yan S, S, also looked over and took a look, then sat back indifferently: "Royal."

This is the first time that the royal family, Qinghuan has seen them.

The person who came was a man in a golden robe. He looked about twenty-seven or eight years old and looked handsome. Unfortunately, his eyes were dark and he walked and fluttered. He looked like he was overly indulging in lust. It was completely different from S's reading until dark in the middle of the night. He was followed by two teams of guards, both holding weapons and having a very large formation. As soon as he came in, everyone asked to kneel down to him and grabbed a woman from the dance floor.

The woman was very beautiful, with a blond hair and blue eyes, and was struggling with convexity. At this moment, she was caught by the man and struggled constantly. She seemed to be her husband. When she saw her wife being caught, she not only did not resist, but she knelt down immediately: "Your Highness! Pay a visit to Your Highness!"

The man touched the woman's face in a daze, and seemed to want to reach her hand to the woman's neckline in front of everyone. Qinghuan frowned slightly, and the whole restaurant was silent. "Who is that person?" she asked in a low voice.

"The king's idiot only son, the only idiot prince in this continent."

Not only is he as stupid as a pig, but he is also cruel and violent. Unfortunately, his mind cannot support his ridiculous ideas.

Qing Huan asked: "He is usually like this... casual?" He wanted to steal the beautiful woman no matter what her identity was?

S was not familiar with the idiot prince, but he knew everything that happened in this country: "So what, he could even defile his own sister's daughter."

Qing Huan had a bad first impression of the idiot prince, and he was unhappy when he heard this. S looked at her expression changing, and seemed to have anger, and continued: "This person's temperament is repeated and he likes to torture people, especially women. Once a maid in the palace accidentally bumped into him, he ordered someone to peel off the maid's skin and put it on an old woman. The beauty said that his name is rejuvenation."

But no matter how beautiful this beauty has her skin, the old woman has white hair and hunched back, she will not feel any beauty at all. Instead, she is extremely terrifying. The idiot prince disagreed and even laughed.

Naturally, that woman is unwilling to be taken by the prince. A woman who is a prince will never have any good ending! This person is possessive and cannot be asked for what he wants. If he is tired of it, he will peel off the woman's skin and make it into a specimen and put it in a special room for appreciation.

But her struggle was useless. Her husband looked at him miserably, but he did not dare to resist, let alone talk to his wife. Because the woman struggled so hard, the husband even roared at her: "You stupid woman! It is your blessing for your prince to fall in love with you! Why don't you kneel down obediently to thank Your Highness for your favor!"

S looked coldly, "What a ruthless human."

Qinghuan watched the prince hugging the woman into his arms and dragging her to leave. The woman pushed her back with tears in her face and bit the prince a bit in a struggle. The man who was still lustful the previous second instantly pulled out the sword on his waist, and the woman's head immediately rolled to the ground, with her beautiful blue eyes wide open.

Seeing this scene, his husband's eyes were bloody. He trembled and picked up his wife's head. It was hard to believe that they were still in love and dancing on the dance floor the moment before, and now they were separated by heaven and man. He clenched his fists, "I'll fight with you-"

"Stupid." S said.

Then the husband fell to the ground. His Highness looked at the bodies of their husbands and their wives with disgust: "Train them to feed the dogs! One or two are ignorant things! If someone collects the corpse for them, chop them up together!"

"yes!"

Now Qing Huan understands why Elsa and Shore are determined to overthrow the royal family. If His Highness is like this, how good can the king as a father be? What kind of life are the subjects on this continent living? The couple are dressed in exquisite clothes, and it can be seen that they should be people with status. But even so, when his wife was attracted by the prince, her husband chose to remain silent and not resist. Perhaps he knew that resisting would be what he would end up now.

It's so disgusting.

The prince walked around the crowd a few more times. He ordered everyone not to move, but he would shuttle through the crowd. When he saw the woman, he would pinch his chin and look at her carefully. If she had a look, he would ask the guards to take the woman away.

Like the man before, no one dared to resist, and no one dared to speak out.

They silently, desperately, accustomed to endure all this.
Chapter completed!