LOL: I'm a bad prince in Demacia

Chapter 242 You Talk Too Much
After snowing for about two hours, it slowly stopped.

Looking around, the world is pure white, as if it has a purified beauty. The white blanket is spread on the ground, white and beautiful.

The yard is also covered with snow.

Seeing this scene, Lux's clear eyes sparkled, and she suggested, "Snowball fight?"

"Do not hit."

Lu Qi walked past her with a yawn, and directly refused, "I haven't done so many things today, pack up and get ready to go out."

Today is the New Year's Eve, and there are indeed many things to do, such as New Year's greetings.

Demacia does not have such a tradition of paying New Year's greetings, but after all, it is the beginning of the New Year, and it is always necessary to greet people you know well.

Although Lux loves to play, she also knows that she can't patronize and play. She also remembered that her mother asked her to go back in the morning. As the youngest daughter of the Crown Guard family, she had to greet many nobles.

She suddenly lost her energy, let out a listless "Oh", and honestly packed up and prepared to go home.

Likewise, Fiona, Sona, and Kashina all have people to visit.

Naturally, this matter cannot be done together, so after tidying up, the snow in the yard was cleared to a road, and the carriage set off quickly.

Lu Qi still has a lot of places and people to visit, first of all, the nearest neighbors, the Crownguard family and the Laurent family, then the royal palace, and then there are the Bouvier family and the Menke family.
As the snow stopped, the number of people on the street increased again. A not-so-heavy snowstorm did not wash away the festive atmosphere of the New Year. Everywhere was a lively and harmonious scene.

The carriage drove on the road without stopping.

During the whole morning, Lu Qi spent all his time visiting relatives and friends, but when he walked out of the last house, the feeling of lightness all over his body made him feel relieved.

Sitting in the carriage, Lu Qi opened the curtain and looked into the distance, thinking that his elder brother should have received the letter.

Jarvan IV did not come back in time, mainly because there were too many places to be busy abroad, and it would take a little time just to build the gate of sorrow.

In addition, it has been getting colder and colder recently, and some rivers have been frozen, making it impossible to sail in some places. This is also one of the reasons.

So Jarvan IV simply stayed abroad for the New Year, and came back after the river was unsealed. By the way, he could keep an eye on Noxus for any bold ideas.

So Lu Qi calculated the time, wrote a letter to celebrate the New Year in advance and sent it, and it happened to arrive at this moment.

The people who should visit have basically greeted them, but Lu Qi always felt that something was missing when he was sitting in the carriage.

As if something has been missed, it is not particularly critical, but I always feel that I should not forget it.

As the carriage jolted suddenly, Lu Qi suddenly remembered, and ordered: "Yurna, turn a corner and go to the dungeon."

"Yes."

Yurna responded softly from outside, and the carriage changed direction at the next corner and drove towards the prison in the capital.

Lu Qi put down the curtain, closed his eyes and leaned against the carriage.

He almost forgot about Silas, he seemed to have come back from abroad and hadn't visited Silas yet.

After a while.

The carriage slowly stopped at the gate of the prison.

Lu Qi got off the carriage, and the two soldiers immediately bowed and saluted.

"See Your Royal Highness."

"I wish you all the best in the new year."

Looking at the two guards, Lu Qi also echoed: "Happy New Year, both of you. Those who celebrate the New Year will still guard the dungeon. Thank you for your hard work."

These two are also old faces, they are the gatekeepers every time Lu Qi comes.

He smiled and gave Uerna a look, and Uerna understood, took out two prepared red envelopes, and handed them over.

The two soldiers took it, they were stunned for a moment, then they didn't take it apart, and bowed down: "Thank you, Your Highness."

"Happy New Year."

Lu Qi laughed and walked towards the prison.

There were only two gold coins in the red envelope. After all, he was not a benefactor.

It's just the new year, so if you want to be auspicious, anyone who knows a little bit will send a red envelope.

Of course, not everyone will post it. For example, he tried to send one to his dear aunt just now, but he got kicked twice in the ass, and then he didn't dare to be skinny anymore.

That is to say, he has been pleasing to Tiana's eyes recently.

If it was Jarvan IV, even the skin would be missing a layer now.

Naturally, juniors cannot give red envelopes to elders, and Lu Qi just had this bold idea suddenly, and he paid the price for it.

Till now my butt hurts a bit.

He walked all the way towards the playground, but he didn't see Silas here, but the warden Deirdre asked and rushed over.

On the way, because he was anxious, he almost slipped when he stepped on the snow, but he managed to stabilize his body, squeezed out a smiling face and stopped in front of Lu Qi.

"His Royal Highness, happy new year, I wish you all the best in the new year and all the best."

His rhetoric seemed to have been prepared.

Lu Qi was in a good mood, and casually threw out a red envelope.

Deirdre caught it, felt the gold coin inside, and smiled like a smile on his face: "Thank you, Your Highness."

"Where's Silas?"

Lu Qi squinted at him and asked aloud.

Deirdre bowed, and replied cautiously: "It's been cold recently, and it snowed just now, and this subordinate has made arbitrarily assertive decisions and didn't let Silas run away. Your Highness won't blame your subordinates, will you?"

"Of course not." Lu Qi looked sideways at him, showing a gentle smile: "After all, you are the warden here, and you still have the qualifications to call the shots."

When Deird heard the words, he just breathed a sigh of relief, and then he heard Lu Qi say lightly, "Just ignore my words."

Deird was taken aback, and took a sharp breath.

No, that tone doesn't sound like forgiveness!
He hastily lowered his head: "It's my subordinates who made their own claims, Your Highness forgive me."

Lu Qi stretched out his hand and patted him on the shoulder: "There's a lot of oil and water in the prison, right?"

Deirdre tensed up, pretending to be confused and said: "The subordinates have always done their duty well."

Lu Qi glanced at him, but Deirdre felt a chill behind his back, a feeling of being seen through, and his heart began to tremble.

"I remember I said that no matter what the situation, it cannot be interrupted. And when I came last time, you didn't seem to be there."

Lu Qi looked at her with a smile, but his calm eyes made Deirdre dare not even lift his head.

"Subordinate, Subordinate"

He didn't even know what to say.

When Lu Qi came last time, he was caught in his absence.

This time, the situation may be more serious.

Although he is the warden here, he is nothing in front of the prince.

With a word from others, he will lose his official hat.

In fact, he did take advantage of this position and eat a lot of oil and water.

Seeing the sweaty and incoherent Deirdre, Lu Qi patted him on the shoulder again: "It's Chinese New Year, and I don't want to spoil the atmosphere, so forget it this time."

When Deird heard this, he quickly raised his head and promised, "Don't worry, Your Highness, there will never be a next time! This subordinate will go and pull Silas out."

"no need."

Lu Qi walked towards the dungeon without any change in expression, and ordered: "Go and prepare some better food and send it to the dungeon."

Deirdre froze for a moment, then immediately nodded and took the order: "Yes."

Looking back, the expression on his face was still a bit of a disaster, and he was secretly afraid.

This Highness is really temperamental.

Ma De, people in the officialdom are not easy to mess with.

Lu Qi headed towards the dungeon on the right. Even though it was the new year, it was the same as usual, nothing changed.

Entering the dungeon, he found that there were fewer mages imprisoned, perhaps influenced by the previous three generations' desire to lift the ban on magic.

After returning from the border victory this time, Sanshi seems to have begun to make secret efforts recently.

The actions of the demon seekers are not as frequent as before, and their actions are much more low-key.

It's just that it will take some time and preparation to actually lift the ban on magic.

Lu Qi's eyes swept across the faces of the gray-faced mages imprisoned in the dungeon, and he saw all the expressions of sadness, loneliness, despair, and pain in his eyes.

Soon, Lu Qi came to the next floor.

After greeting the guards here one by one, the gate of the dungeon where Silas was held was slowly opened.

The light of the torch shone into it, and a figure in the shadows of a corner gradually emerged.

The temperature in the dungeon was actually a bit cold, and as a prisoner, Silas also had a thicker coat on his usually bare upper body.

Even so, it is estimated that it is still a bit cold, but it will not be frozen to death.

Silas should have gotten used to this kind of coldness, and when he saw Lu Qi coming in, he raised his eyes and looked over.

"Happy New Year, Silas."

Lu Qi greeted with a smile on his face, and then asked, "Do you know that today is the New Year?"

Silas looked at him. "Do you think I'm someone who's associated with this kind of life?"

"I haven't seen you for a while, but you talk a lot."

Lu Qi approached a little closer, and said with a smile: "Isn't there a relationship now, Silas, Chinese New Year, is there anything you want to tell me?"

Seeing his smiling face, Silas twitched his mouth, snorted coldly in his heart, and didn't reply this time.

There are too many things to say.

The most important sentence is, it's a new year, can you stop bothering me?

Then he thought again, it turned out that today is the New Year.

If it wasn't for this guy, he really didn't know.

If so, how many years has he been imprisoned here?

fourteen?fifteen?
Anyway, it's been a long, long time, so long that at the very beginning he deliberately kept track of the days, every day he was locked up here, scratching the walls with iron chains, and counting the days day after day.

As time went by, he felt more and more numb, more and more hopeless, more and more scratches on the wall, and his heart became more and more dead.

Later, he just inquired about the year from the mouths of the guards.

"Forget it, it's rare that I want to chat with you."

Seeing that Silas was silent, Lu Qi moved a chair without embarrassment, and sat down casually.

At this time, Deirdre also trotted over with a piece of food: "Your Highness, the food you ordered."

Two delicious crispy yellow breads with a layer of yellow mayonnaise on the outside.There are also two buns with red sausage sandwiched in vegetables and smeared with sauce.

There is also a bowl of porridge with rich meat flavor, just looking at it makes people appetite.

This food is really good.

"Want to eat?"

Lu Qi looked into the cell.

Silas had already smelled the aroma wafting from the dinner plate. To be honest, he hadn't seen this smell for a long time in his memory, and he was trying his best not to let his stomach make a sound.

Even so, there was still a slight change in his expression.

"I thought you might not have eaten decent food for a long time, so I specially prepared one, after all, today is Chinese New Year."

Lu Qi said with a smile on his face.

When Deird heard the words from the side, he also felt emotional in his heart, His Highness has changed his sex today, and he thought that this should not be Lu Qi's style.

Don't you always try your best to torture Silas?

Today, he even specially asked him to prepare such a meal.

Immediately, he heard Lu Qi continue.

"So I decided to help you taste them."

Lu Qi, who happened to be a little hungry after running all morning, picked up a piece of yellow bread and ate it.

After one bite, there is still a sandwich inside. The mayonnaise and the sweet sauce in the sandwich directly sublimate the taste of this piece of yellow bread.

The bread was hot and smelled sweet, filling the entire cell.

"Huh." Deirdre suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

Lu Qi glanced at him: "Why are you relieved?"

"It's nothing." Deirdre hurriedly laughed, wanting to say that this is His Highness's style.

For a prisoner like Silas who hasn't eaten decent food for more than ten years, watching the person in front of him eating delicious food is indeed a kind of torture.

As expected of His Highness, such means can be used.

It is simply the despicable interpretation of human nature to the extreme.

Silas was unmoved at the moment, even though the smell was indeed delicious, after seeing Lu Qi's actions, he still sneered.

Fortunately, he didn't expect this person at all from the very beginning.

When the food was brought from Deird, it never occurred to him that it would be for himself.

Then Lu Qi stopped talking, and finished a portion of food slowly.

During this process, Silas secretly swallowed his saliva countless times, and he didn't feel ashamed.

It is normal for people to be unable to control their body instincts in front of food, especially food that has not been tasted for a long time.

"I tried it for you, it tastes really good."

Lu Qi wiped his mouth with a handkerchief, thought for a while and said, "Where did we talk just now? Oh yes, Chinese New Year. Although the context seems a bit inappropriate, I still wish you a happy New Year, Silas."

Silas didn't look happy at the moment.

He remained silent the entire time, not wanting to respond to Lu Qi.

"Then see you next time." Lu Qi didn't want to stay here for a long time, so he walked out of the cell.

Soon, the door of the cell was closed, and the light became dim again. Silas sat in the darkness, motionless.

After a while, a sneer of disdain and self-deprecation curled up on the corner of his mouth.

New Year? What a strange vocabulary.

How could a mouse like him in a dark corner deserve to celebrate the New Year?

After a while, the door of the cell was opened again, and Deird walked in with the same food as before with a blank face, then opened the door of the cell, walked in, and put it beside Silas.

"Your Highness said, you must eat something good during the Chinese New Year. You are very lucky, other prisoners are not so lucky."

Deird looked down at Silas, and continued calmly: "Also, Your Highness said, in the new year, I hope you can talk more, so that he won't be too boring when he comes next time."

He didn't expect His Royal Highness to arrange a meal for Silas in the end.

Maybe he thought so at first, and only changed his mind after seeing Silas' indifference.

The new year is really a good day, even the devilish prince is a little gentle.

Thinking of what happened just now, Deirdre still shuddered inexplicably.

He needed to take a break now, so he ignored Silas and walked outside, leaving Silas the light.

And Silas, at this moment, looked at the dinner plate next to him.

Charity?
With that guy's character, if it was a charity, he would probably stand at the door of the cage and watch him finish the food gratefully.

Silas really didn't think that someone would come over to say Happy New Year to him during the New Year.

This doesn't change Lu Qi's image in his heart much, he is always the prince who deserves to be beaten both in terms of character and smile.

He even wondered if the prince would just hide at the door, jump out the moment he picked up the food, and laugh at him crazily.

It's very much like that guy's style.

Or maybe there's a lethal dose of chilli in this sweet-looking bread.

Whatever it was, Silas saw no reason not to eat.

He has suffered enough humiliation, does he still care about that?

Silas reached out, grabbed the bread, and bit down.

The sweet and greasy taste spread in his mouth, making his movements involuntarily paused.Delicious, really delicious.

I didn't see that guy at the entrance, and there was no particularly hot pepper in the middle.

It was just a piece of egg yolk bread baked from the boiler in his vague memory.

It's as if he really just wanted to say a happy new year.

Sitting in the shadow, Silas ate the bread bite by bite, silently remembering the taste in his heart.

For him, this is more like a taste of freedom.

If one day he could leave this damn dungeon, he must eat this bread until he vomited.

　The owed update will be made up tomorrow
　　
　
(End of this chapter)