I'm such an old god, so sorry

William smiled, glanced at Fatisina and Sinovide who were in the far carriage, and stepped forward and whispered in Xiude's ear:

"Today, please take a good rest. In the evening, I will go to a good place with Galliano. Will your Excellency Shude come together? Or...can you walk away alone?"

"Where to go?"

"Hey, a place to help young ladies who need help."

Xiude was taken aback, then glanced at William's expression, and instantly understood.

Probably there is always such a tacit understanding between men, and the way to enhance friendship is so simple and pure. It's nothing more than carrying a gun and prostituting together... ahem.

It is said that for so long since Xiude, big scenes have been commonplace, but those places of fireworks have never been seen before.

Nothing is out of nothing, and moral cultivation is indeed tempting.

He just wanted to see, he really did, there was absolutely no other thoughts, really.

"I feel wide..."

The two of them suppressed the conversation to a low level, but Fatisina had been driving the perception template to hear their whispers clearly.

Miss Dark Angel's delicate ears moved, and she immediately refreshed.

That kind of place... Is that kind of place?

With faint excitement, Fatisina walked over and said blankly:

"What are you talking about?"

The two men were startled when they heard this.

The Emperor Gladiolus was worried that it would cause diplomatic disputes, so he turned his attention to Xiude, who immediately changed the subject:

"We are talking about your singing at the Gladiolus Festival."

"...Dark Angel's music I have been admired for a long time. If necessary, we can arrange a professional team for marketing....I mean propaganda, and it is not impossible to influence the evaluation agency if necessary..."

William immediately said along the slope.

"No need."

Fatisina shook her head and said:

"I never sing because of how much praise I want to get, I just simply like music... shouldn't the Gladiolus celebration be the most authoritative?"

Fatisina suspected that there was a black box operation inside the celebration.

"Madam, you are misunderstood. The most authoritative commentator of the Gladiolus Festival is myself... Art is such a subjective thing. Before I heard your singing, the beauty of the dark angels surprised me. It’s very difficult for heaven and human to be fair and equitable in scoring.

William habitually praised. After all, according to his experience, no matter what kind of woman she is, she would be happy if she was praised for being beautiful.

But dark angels are not among them. They will be happy because of their lovers' praise, but that is not because of the content of the praise, but because the perpetrator is their lover. As for others... Yes, I know I am very It looks good, you don't need to repeat it.

Seeing that Fatisina's cold and plain expression did not change at all, the romantic emperor had to sneer and said:

"Please rest well in the palace. The court servants are free to call, and I will leave first."

Before leaving, William gave Xiude a meaningful look.

[Will you come?

Xiude returned with a firm nod.

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Chapter 36—I ​​cultivate morality and self-care

The decoration and service of the Palace Annex are all in place, almost no preparation is required, and you can move in with your bags.

There is nothing to be embarrassed about Xiude, he is an old traveler, and he basically doesn't know what polite is about.

"In the beginning I was also a shy kid."

Youlan Chips suddenly remembered the self who hadn't been tainted with sin before, and couldn't help sighing.

The more he has experienced, the more he feels that he has changed greatly.

No, maybe from the beginning, I haven't changed in essence. The potential of the pleasure offender is probably carved in the bones at the beginning of birth.

Xiude understood what Xiaobai meant by "game".

But even for games, there is a sense of immersion.

Xiude pondered for a moment and looked at his lovely wife.

Fatisina had lived for seventy years. This was the first time in her life to encounter the secret outside the sky. The strange environment made the dark angel girl slightly uncomfortable, but she still tried to get used to the environment outside the sky secret.

Just like now, Fatisina was staring at the reliefs around the wall.

"...Human art is not as unbearable as imagined."

Fatisina shook her head and said: "It really doesn't work to just stay in the secret realm of the sky, we are already behind to some extent."

"Actually, Dark Angel hasn't improved in hundreds of years."

Xiude pointed out the crux of the problem with blood. During the nearly thousand years of the Twilight War, the dark angels basically only developed military technology, and his favorite artistic aspect was a step backwards compared with the Hram era.

"When the secret realm of the sky settles down later, the dark angel's art will definitely usher in an explosion period."

"after all......"

"Misery gives birth to art."

Fatisina whispered, shook her head:

"Yingjun, you don't seem to feel uncomfortable at all. Have you been to the Gladiolus Empire before?"

"No, I'm here for the first time."

Xiu De spread his hand and said: "It's just that there are more places to go, and the scene of experience is bigger, and most of the situations are not surprising."

"Um...Where have you been?"

Fatisina asked, surprised Xiude, because he and Nana rarely asked about each other's past. They used to avoid this topic tacitly, even after marriage.

"I am also very curious about the experience of Xiu, sister Nana, I can tell you what I know."

At this time, Sinovide, who was very quiet all the way, suddenly said, the blonde girl carried her hands on her back, and her delicate and beautiful face showed a sly smile.