Horror Game: Crazy criticizes a beauty who has no martial ethics

The prince was hesitating whether to ignore the ugly purple color and invite the beautiful girl, when the palace door suddenly opened with a 'coax-' sound.

The light blue fluffy dress seemed to be dyed by the clear sky. Her snow-white skin was as crystal clear as fine pearls. Her golden hair was simply pulled up and tied behind her head. There was a simple and elegant look on her face. The mask made her whole person reveal a mysterious and gentle temperament, like a real princess and an angel.

The prince couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, and subconsciously walked towards the girl who was as pure as an angel. Compared to the uncomfortable and hesitant Zi, he preferred this kind of girl who was in line with his aesthetics and taste.

"pretty girl."

He stretched out his hand towards her: "Excuse me, can I invite you to the first dance tonight?"

The girl in the blue dress seemed stunned for a moment, raised a smile and gave him a very graceful salute, then put her hand on his palm: "My pleasure, Your Highness the Prince."

The handsome young man held the hand of the beautiful girl and slowly walked onto the dance floor to dance.

The beautiful waltz music played melodiously, and the bright lights shone on them, casting a different light on them.

Xia Lingge and Si Cheng disappeared into the crowd, watching the two dancing gracefully, their hearts finally falling back into their stomachs.

"It really followed the path of a fairy tale." Xia Lingge listened to the onlookers whispering about their compatibility or jealousy, then picked up a plate of mango pudding on the table and said softly.

"Ah."

Sicheng responded casually.

Xia Lingge dug into the pudding with the porcelain spoon, turned to Sicheng and said inexplicably: "What's wrong?"

Why did she feel that he was a little depressed?

"nothing."

Si Cheng looked at the two people on the dance floor, especially the prince. He could clearly feel the prince's fleeting interest in Xia Lingge. If Cinderella didn't show up in time, he might have invited the prince. Xia Lingge came to dance the first dance.

Why did he always look at his senior sister surrounded by people one after another but couldn't do anything about it?

Should he do more...

The music in the dance hall gradually reached a climax.

Si Cheng seemed to have made up his mind, and stretched out his hand to Xia Lingge beside him: "Xue...sister, can I invite you to dance?"

"Um???"

Xia Lingge swallowed the mango pudding in her mouth: "What? Dancing?"

Si Cheng felt a little nervous for a moment, but he still smiled and extended his hand to her: "Yes, sister...are you unwilling?"

Xia Lingge shook his head: "No. I can't dance, I'm afraid of exposing some flaws."

Si Cheng secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and there was still no sign of taking back the hand he extended in front of her, "It doesn't matter, we can find a place with fewer people, sister... okay, dance with me."

At the end, he even seemed a little bit cute and coquettish.

Xia Lingge has always been a soft-spoken person, and she couldn't say anything after being rejected by him so hard and softly, "Then... okay, where to go?"

Si Cheng's eyes suddenly lit up and he couldn't help but jump for joy. He tried hard to suppress the excitement in his heart and tried to act like a polite gentleman, but when Xia Lingge's hand gently placed on his palm, it was like honey. Happiness unconsciously crept onto his brows and eyes.

Carrying Mrs. Voss on her back, they came to the rooftop of the castle.

There were no lights or applauding crowds, but there were bright stars and the breeze surrounding them.

The waltz music came to their ears from far away. Si Cheng bent down and extended his hand to Xia Lingge as an invitation, and Xia Lingge put his hand on his and held it tightly.

As the music rises and falls, their steps also change, but...it's not that simple.

You step on me and I pull you. He jumped crookedly, like a disaster.

But even so, the joy in their brows never faded away.

The gentle wind surrounded them and they were making joyful noises. The light of the stars also embellished their bodies and covered them with a hazy and dreamy veil. The reflections on the ground separated and overlapped each other. When the last note fell, they stopped and watched. looking at each other.

"Senior sister..."

Si Cheng's eyes were filled with the shadow of the girl in his arms, and he could no longer hold anything else. There seemed to be a fire burning in his chest. He wanted to get closer to her, and then get closer to her... so that she could only see him, and let her The breaths can only collide with each other.

His eyes unconsciously fell on the cherry-pink softness, which tempted him like a peach, and his heart clamored to taste the sweet scent.

"Sicheng, you..."

Xia Lingge looked at the boy in front of him who was breathing heavily. His expression was complicated and he hesitated to speak.

Are you about to be discovered...?

Sicheng was nervous but also a little bit happy. If Xia Lingge could feel his emotions, it meant that she had a place for him in her heart. After all, senior sister is so slow to deal with emotions, and then...

Will he reject him, or...

Anxiety, restlessness, and entangled emotions constantly filled his heart. He was eager to seek an answer, but he was afraid that the answer would plunge him into a valley of eternal destruction.

But what if?

What if...

Just when Si Cheng could no longer bear the torture of waiting, Xia Lingge finally spoke again, murmuring: "Sicheng, you... you seem to have gray hair."

Sicheng: "...?"

Sicheng: "???"

Sicheng: "???!!"

That's it? indivual?

Xia Lingge didn't notice Si Cheng's twitching facial expression. He stretched out his hand and grabbed a bunch of hair, picked out the white hair hidden inside and pulled it out. The white hair was held on his fingertips: "Here, I didn't lie to you, Xiaoxiao At your age, you actually have gray hair, no...what's your expression?"

It was too obvious that Si Cheng was hesitant to speak. Xia Lingge was confused but only saw him open his mouth and then sighed helplessly: "It's nothing..."

Xia Lingge said "Oh", she pulled away Si Cheng's hand on her waist, adjusted her skirt and then said: "The dance should be over soon, let's go back..."

Her voice stopped abruptly.

Si Cheng followed her eyes and saw a blonde girl in a light blue dress holding up the hem of her skirt and running out quickly. However, she did not leave in a pumpkin carriage like in the fairy tale, but avoided everyone. Sneak to the back of the garden, climb the fence, and jump out.

No one, not even the most eminent knight, found her.

Maybe, this is the heroine's buff.

Xia Lingge and Sicheng, who were watching all the processes of Cinderella, looked at each other silently, "..."

Nothing to say.

"Rias, Verena."

Mrs. Voss's call came over. She held a gilded black feather fan and asked them with a frown: "Oh, my God. What are you doing here? The dance is already over."