Something's wrong, they're not NPCs?

"Do not jump."

"How long will it take to make the guillotine?"

"Well, if you want to make a guillotine based on the historical ones, it will take some time."

“But if you just want the guillotine, the museum has the art that’s left.”

"Where?"

"It's at the Lunden Historical Museum. It's a half-hour drive from here. Do you plan to go and see it after the dance?"

"..."

Miao Xueer watched the elegant dancing of the nobles below and became increasingly annoyed.

What does he want?

Are you going to abandon yourself again?

Already out of the castle, escaped?

"Do you think I should send someone to the guillotine if I hate him so much?"

"..."

The woman obviously realized that Miao Xueer was not asking whether to execute someone.

That kind of shy and cold attitude makes her look more like a little girl who is having a quarrel in love.

"But I would be sad if I really put him to death."

"Ah, if that's the case, you can observe it for a while longer."

"Yeah. You're right. I'll give him another chance."

"..."

The woman wiped the cold sweat from her forehead.

Not right.

Didn't the booklet say that the legendary queen was resourceful, possessing absolute power and wisdom? Why was she getting weirder now?

Who exactly is Plato?

I went back and quickly looked through the booklet to see if anyone important to Queen Eliza had left their name there.

Miao Xueer is very tired.

My skin was already hurting, and I had to sit all the time.

My chest feels tight.

His gaze on the door never wavered.

it is good.

It's already a death sentence.

Gave a chance.

"Sir, you are no longer allowed to enter."

"Don't worry, I promise to let me in and no one will cause you any trouble."

"..."

Hear a familiar voice.

The people in the front hall were also attracted by the noise at the door and looked over.

do not know why.

When she saw Su Ming in a tuxedo appear at the door again, Miao Xueer couldn't help but feel a lump in her throat.

Staring at Su Ming.

"Hey, who are you? Which family are you from?"

"I haven't seen you."

"Even if you were invited here, do you know what crime it is to trespass on the Queen's celebration?"

"Wait a minute...The Queen is looking at him."

At first, some people tried to stop them.

But soon, everyone noticed that something was wrong with Miao Xueer. Her eyes were blurry and she was sniffling.

It was like a puppy that was abandoned and picked up by its owner. It had an expression that was both proud and somewhat pitiful.

"Didn't you leave? Why are you back?"

"When did I leave? I went back to charge my phone."

"I've found the guillotine. I'm not kidding."

"Go to the guillotine if you want. But before you go to the guillotine... can I invite Her Highness Eliza to dance with me? By the way, I'm actually pretty good at ballroom dancing."

"?"

The people below watched helplessly as Su Ming reached out his hand to Miao Xueer. Miao Xueer did not respond, but was horrified to see Su Ming forcefully grab Miao Xueer's hand.

"You think...I must make you a personal guard knight?"

"I can have as many Royal Guards knights as I want now!"

"If you want to leave, just leave! I don't care!"

"Woo..."

then.

They respected, worshipped, and were loyal to the queen.

"No."

"Who the hell is Plato? How dare he... How dare he just ask the queen to dance?"

"Do not ask."

"The queen has lived for more than 700 years... My grandmother and her family dug her up personally. There is no falsehood."

"But he's obviously not a royal, or even European. He's obviously Asian. He can dance with the queen directly... It seems that their relationship is definitely not ordinary."

"The Queen just asked me where the guillotine is. If you want to go to the guillotine, you can go and ask the Queen yourself... Anyway, I'm not going."

"Hey... Could it be that someone named Plato has also lived for more than 700 years?!"

"Stop talking... pretend you didn't see it."

A strange scene happened.

She no longer asked who the royal or noble man who had just stopped her and confused her was.

Everyone does their own thing and dances as if nothing happened.

Classical music is also available as usual.

Just saying, I would still secretly peek at the couple in the middle dancing awkwardly.

I really can't bear to watch it any longer... Whoever dares to step on the queen's feet while dancing, let alone being a noble, even if he were a royal family member, his career would probably be over.

"You call this dancing?!"

"I stepped on you three times."

"Don't mind it. After all, I have never danced with a woman until now."

Su Ming added in his heart.

There is no dancing for dancing's sake. Completing an order does not count.

"Don't think it's over."

She stepped on my foot.

"My anger has not dissipated at all."

Being stared at.

"I'm fine, but can Her Highness Eliza bear it if she behaves like yesterday again?"

"It feels like the drum is twisted weirdly, does it hurt somewhere?"

"..."

Crazy foot-stomping.

The clasped little hands also began to turn into grasping hands.

Su Ming didn't care either.

Isn't it just a high heel shoe stepping on your feet? What's the big deal? For some perverts, it's even a reward.

Scratching the back of the hand with nails is just like that, it’s better to slap her until she cries and scratch her own neck in pain.

So, what needs to be said must be said.

Leaning down to her ear.

"What are you doing?! This is the front hall!"

"I just want to say. Xue'er, you have waited for me for more than seven hundred years."

"I will make it up to you. I will gradually understand what you have been through for more than seven hundred years, and then. I didn't marry you before, but this time... I will truly marry you."

"!"

"I... I haven't forgiven you at all. You are now at most a baron! If you want to marry me... at least..."

Maybe.

I saw that Miao Xueer was a little embarrassed and humming with a nasal sound.

I feel like I've returned to that era.

She hasn't changed.

I still can't hide my feelings. I'm still arrogant.

"If you step on me again, I'll send you to the guillotine!"

"..."

It doesn't matter what people around you think.

The important thing is.

The gap between him and Cher's wife has obviously narrowed a lot. Look, Ken dug his nails into the back of his hand. Isn't this love?

Chapter 159 I Didn’t Say No

2 month 18 day.

Night.

The celebration ends.

Whether the title is explicitly granted or not may not be important to other royal families and nobles.

The Eliza family just needs to be clear about one thing.

The man who stepped on their queen's feet many times in a row and made her pure white high heels dirty was verbally promised to become a baron, but that verbal promise might be more glorious than the honor bestowed on the former queen by the ancestor who had lived for more than 700 years.

and.

Who here would dare to laugh at the man for only being awarded the lowest title of baron?

If most of them had not been taught by their ancestors from generation to generation about the importance and greatness of the ‘Queen’, and if some of them had not personally experienced the ‘Queen’s’ extraordinary abilities, they really didn’t know how they would face the Queen who walked out hand in hand with a man after the celebration.

Damn it!

Not only did the non-royal members participate in the rare internal royal celebration of the year, they also kidnapped the queen!