Chapter 232
But that's not enough...
He lightly tapped the air with his finger, and for a moment the eyes of all the NPCs in the entire castle turned gold before returning to normal.
If anyone were present, they would have noticed that the castle guards' eyes were filled with a sharp and resolute gaze.
As night fell, the dark purple roses slowly turned pinkish-white.
After dodging another player's sneak attack, Alcipe finally put the rabbit he had just caught into his spatial storage.
"Tsk, if I weren't short on time, I would have loved to blow up all those filthy rats one by one." He muttered to himself, then looked at the roses not far away.
"It seems that ever since the little princess turned evil, the roses have been turning purple during the day and pink at night. So... is it related to the little princess?"
He muttered to himself, then quickly shook his head in denial, "It shouldn't be. The system wouldn't tell the players so openly."
After he got up, he counted the small animals in the space, and finally left a box behind before disappearing.
The players exchanged glances, then slowly revealed themselves.
"Is it a bomb?"
"I don't know, maybe it's a treasure he accidentally abandoned?"
"Take it apart and see. If it were a bomb, it would have exploded already!"
After several people mentally prepared themselves, they opened the box.
"boom--"
"As expected... it was a bomb... and it was timed!"
When Alcipe heard the bombing from a great distance, he showed no surprise whatsoever.
"Such idiots think they can win over the little princess?" He scoffed. "It would be more likely that the little princess would win them over and then trick them into committing suicide."
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Lingwu tilted her head back and drank the potion, then stood by the window, her fingers gently brushing against the roses that had turned pink and white.
This is... another change of personnel.
Landric took the medicine, and without waiting for Lingwu to say goodnight, he pursed his lips, then, mimicking a scene from his memory, took the initiative to speak:
"Awu, goodnight."
As soon as she finished speaking, he could sense the fluctuations in the girl's emotions.
She withdrew her hand from the rose, and the eyes that lit up in that instant were as warm and soft as if they held the lights of a thousand homes.
"Brother Wang!" she said joyfully, turning to embrace the man.
Landric panicked for a moment, then his fingertips trembled slightly as he calmed his complicated emotions over a long time before raising his hand to gently rub the top of the girl's head in front of him.
“Awu…” he murmured the name as if he knew it by heart.
"Awu likes the king at night. If only every day were like that," the girl said, her voice tinged with grievance.
Sensing Landric's stiffened body after those words, Lingwu added, "Awu hates...hates that brother of the king during the day."
After she finished speaking, she raised her bright eyes to look at the man.
Good night, brother.
"Goodnight...Awu."
Landric's hand, which he had withdrawn, clenched tightly, and the dark red in his eyes deepened.
Even after returning to the Crown Prince's bedroom, the darkness in Landric's eyes had not faded.
"I like my brother at night..." he murmured.
With a wave of his hand, he flung the ink, letters, photographs, and other items from the table to the ground.
Black ink spilled out, staining the carpet black.
Feng Jing didn't know why he was angry.
After a short while, his eyes remained cold, but they no longer held the surging anger they had just displayed.
"It's good that you can't recognize it."
Who she likes is none of my business.
He waved his hand, and the tabletop instantly returned to normal, even the ink stains on the carpet were wiped away.
Even though everything was restored and he said he didn't care, the sense of loss in his heart still hadn't subsided.
Feng Jing plucked a pinkish-white rose, staring at the dark purple tinge at the base of the rose that hadn't completely faded, and couldn't help but mutter to himself:
"Why do you like him? Everyone is afraid of him, why do you like him?"
Ling Wu gracefully sat down in the room, then spread out a piece of paper, dipped a feather in ink, and began to write a letter.
When Alcipe arrived carrying a chubby orange cat, this was the scene that greeted him.
He waited until Lingwu finished writing before speaking: "Good evening, lovely little princess."
"Have you been here long?" Ling Wu asked.
Her gaze was quickly drawn to the adorable little orange figure in Alcipe's arms. "Is that a kitten?"
Alcipe smiled. "Seeing the little princess so focused, I didn't want to disturb her." Before handing the orange cat to Ling Wu, he nodded. "It's a kitten. Will the little princess be afraid?"
Only after Ling Wu denied it did he feel relieved enough to hand the orange cat over.
When his fingers touched the girl's cool fingertips, he could clearly feel the slight tremor in Lingwu's fingertips.
Alcipe frowned and withdrew his hand from the orange cat. "If you're afraid, why force yourself to get close to it?"
Ling Wu slowly withdrew her hand.
For some unknown reason, the girl pursed her pink lips, her beautiful face now showing an indescribable sense of loss.
“I wasn’t afraid.”
"A lovely little princess would never lie."
“…” Ling Wu looked up at him.
But Alcipe simply smiled, his deep, handsome features softening. "Is the little princess afraid that if she misses this opportunity, she will never see it again?"
Lingwu's gaze lingered on the orange cat before turning into a soft "Mmm".
“If the little princess wishes, I can bring them every day,” Alsippe said sincerely.
Ling Wu lowered her eyes. "How long each day is?"
“Every day is naturally every day, which is…” Alcipe didn’t say the word “forever”; he paused for a moment as he stroked the cat’s hand.
There is no such thing as forever.
In the instant he paused, Lingwu reached out her fingertip and gently touched the little orange cat in his arms.
"Even a pampered little princess in a castle has the courage to ride atop a giant dragon's head and soar through the sky." After touching the little orange cat, Ling Wu boldly began to stroke its fur.
With stars in her eyes, she added, "It just takes time to build up courage, so why not..."
Ling Wu looked up at the blond man who was staring at her without blinking, "Why don't we start accumulating little by little now?"
Alcipe was still holding the cat, but the kitten in his arms had already been taken away by the girl, making his current posture look quite comical.
The pampered princess in the castle is not weak. Is this due to the plot, or is it her own idea?
When she came to her senses, she saw the kitten rubbing against the girl's cheek and meowing sweetly.
The girl was already exceptionally beautiful under the lamplight and moonlight, but at this moment she was even more like a fairy favored by nature.
It was as if she could make everything in the world fall for her if she wanted to.
However, the entire world is indeed captivated by her now, with countless players flocking to her, hoping to gain even a sliver of her favor.
Alcipe's gaze was somewhat dazed, then he suddenly snapped back to reality.
"Little princess."
"The conman is a good person."
Alcipe was taken aback. The next second, his ears turned red, and then he coughed lightly, covering his lips with one hand.
This seems to be the first time I've heard someone praise him as a good person.
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