I have a date with the devil

Chapter 11

Given that the monster did not listen to her storytelling treatment to express opposition, Ye Miao can just be lazy not to think about the topic, each time in the future to read a story can be delivered.

Berial did not fall any chance to see her. Like a person who has been in hell for a long time, it was hard to draw a precious ray of warmth, he scoffed at the so-called "polite distance" and always sat shoulder-to-shoulder with Ye Miao. After becoming familiar with it, Berial removed his disguise, revealing the casualness and spontaneity of his bones, and pillowed directly on Ye Miao's lap - the monster was obviously generous to his two prisoners, with only one soft cushion in the entire cage. At one point, Berial grumbled and complained that the walls were too hard and laid himself down, pillowing on her lap.

Ye Miao was dazed by his cat-like posture, so she indulged him once. The company's main business is to provide a wide range of products and services to its customers.

Not only did he want to pillow her leg, but he also wanted to look at her from below all the time. It was as if a penniless child did not want to let the only toy out of his sight.

The temperature of the cheeks seems to be rising, and the more sluggish people, the more they can't be calm. Ye Miao flipped the book more and more slowly, finally closed the book, could not help but protest a: "Berial, can you stop ......"

Berial lifted his eyelids and lazily said, "Hmm?"

The end hooked up, both like a pout and aptly expressed doubt.

Ye Miao's face was slack: "Don't you keep staring at me."

Berial's red tongue pressed against the pointed teeth, smiling like a cat that had stolen a fishy, and knowingly asked, "Why?"

The fangs sank briefly into the moist tongue and parted with a soft "tsk" in the air.

It seems to be an inadvertent action, but in the eyes of those who are interested, but reveals a few strands of indefinable teasing and lust|dirty.

Ye Miao could not restrain the feeling of shame, as if by a flash of lightning flogged in the tailbone, hot blood rushing to the ears.

Although the rational understanding of the teenager Berial and illusion into Berial's monster, is simply two ways. But without the initial touch of lips and tongues, saliva exchange, entanglement with the inhuman monster ...... one thing she had never imagined growing up in a routine, the intense sensual stimulation, all burned a deep memory on her nerves and body.

This memory, which is deceptive and confusing, makes it impossible for her to see Berial as separate from the monster.

Just like now, what expression Berial would show after falling into the whirlpool of love|lust, she had long seen through the monster. She knew it was not Berial who kissed herself, but seeing him lick his lips, she would reflexively recall the feeling of it deftly burrowing between her lips and secreting saliva ......

Ye Miao's chest rose and fell slightly, slightly wretchedly lowered his eyes.

He treated her as a partner, but she had fantasies about the real Berial because of the monster's demanding kiss. It may even feel that some of Berial's actions are intentionally or unintentionally tempting her.

It can't be like that anymore. Otherwise, it's too shameless and too sorry for Berial.

Ye Miao took a deep breath, suppressed the evil thoughts that should not have, and shook the book in his hand: "You look at me, I will not be able to read. If you read it wrong, the story won't sound good."

Berial raised his eyebrows and said pleasantly, "That's okay. I was not listening carefully."

Ye Miao gave a start and was furious: "What? Then you still pretend to be so serious?"

"Although not interested in the story, but ......" Berial reached out, loosely circled her waist, his voice reveals a few petty meaning: "But I like to see you read the story to me. "

Ye Miao was stunned for a moment.

"I also like to stay with you and listen to your voice talking to me." Berial tightened his arms, buried his face in the small of her back, and muttered, "You're the only one who's ever been this nice to me ...... so don't get mad, okay?"

Ye Miao's eyes are a little sour, biting his lips, his hand stopped in mid-air, and finally slowly fell to his head, rubbing the slightly curly black hair: "I know ...... I'm not angry ah. If you like it, just do what you like."

Berial opened his red eyes and took her hand, the corners of his mouth lifted, "You're so good to me."

I can still be better to you, but I can only tell you when I'm sure I can take you out of the monster's hands - Ye Miao thought to herself.

The mark on Ye Miao's body, on average, lasts three to four days before disappearing. The excuse for each appointment is "walking". At first, Margot and Shana saw that Her Highness was missing for a few hours and wanted to follow her around to serve her, but later, after more times, they found that Ye Miao returned unharmed every time, and the two maids gradually stopped asking.

In the blink of an eye, two months have passed.

The winter has passed, the early spring when everything is revived. The spring is sweeping through the land of Abil, and Flan Eden is full of flowers.

This month, the 15th anniversary of Queen Abil's accession to the throne will be celebrated. Franjton will hold a grand celebration, in addition to its own subjects, will also invite friendly relations with neighboring princes and nobles to come to the ceremony.

Although it is the "anniversary", you can imagine that, to invite so many people to come, it is impossible to solve everything in one day. The celebration will actually last three days.

On the first day, the queen will lead the clergy to the temple to perform the ritual. After the rituals, the most popular and lively part of the parade is the floats. The queen, dressed in costume, will take the crown prince on a float to parade around the city, accepting the prostrations and cheers of her people. Finally, it's time for the banquet.

This time, the banquet will be held on the banks of the Mantella River, which flows through Fram Eaton, unlike before. It was rumored that this original proposal was the idea of the Grand Prince who had been living away from the palace for several months.

The temple where the festival will be held is located on the east side of the city of Franjton. The Abilites believe that it is easier to receive the oracle from the God of Light and to be sheltered by the God in the place closest to the sunrise.

The temple is the place where the prayers will reach the gods, it should never be shabby and poor, otherwise it will be regarded as disrespectful to the God of Light. The temple is snow white, tall pillars, open sun high and wide, and Abil's palace decoration style is very different, is one of the famous symbols of Fram Eaton, usually only the clergy and the royal family can enter and exit, not open to the public.

Rarely is the day of the sacrifice, in addition to the Queen's ordinary nobles, as well as foreign guests, can enter the temple together to observe the ceremony, Ye Miao is also among the invited.

To look solemn, Ye Miao today changed into a solemn white dress. The ritual process is actually very long and uninteresting, the queen sitting in the middle of the altar, accepting the baptism, and silently recite the prayer. All guests were seated facing the front.

Ye Miao, a non-native, sat in the last row, so when the prayer reached her ears, it was already a lot quieter, almost like chanting, she resisted the urge to yawn and continued to listen patiently.

The ritual was not over until noon, Ye Miao sat all morning, her belly bulging, long wanted to go to the toilet.

That said, a morning has passed, she does not seem to see anyone leaving the table ...... does it mean that you can not just leave when observing the ritual?

Now no one seems to notice her, Ye Miao between the two choices of continuing to endure and quick battle, chose the latter, silently flashed behind the pillar and slipped out of the corridor.

It was only after turning east and west in the empty temple that she found the location of the toilet. After a quick solution, Ye Miao washed her hands clean and breathed a sigh of relief.

Just now walking in a hurry, only now saw, just a short distance from her, stood a magnificent and elegant altar, a familiar figure flickered by the door.

It was the Grand Prince, who had not been seen for some time.

Ye Miao hesitated for a moment. She knew she should not meddle, but remembered that Shana said that the women who disappeared without reason in the royal palace were the favorite concubines of the Grand Prince ......

This is the temple, or broad daylight, and the mark left by the monster has not disappeared, there should not be any danger ...... Ye Miao turned on her feet and followed quietly.

The figure of the great prince is no longer visible, Ye Miao stopped at the door of the temple, surprised to find that there are three solid gold human-shaped coffins, two large and one small, shaped as if a person lying on a ship, the two ends are upward flying.

The sides of the coffins were carved with some illegible characters shaped like runes.

Ye Miao crossed into the temple. The sunlight near noon pierced her pupils slightly through the gap in the tall pillars.

Martyrdom in Abil is mainly cremation. For people of noble status, their families would customize a coffin for them, fill it with cremated ashes, add various treasures, seal the coffin and put it in the temple. This is because in the Abil culture, the coffin can be used to transfer the soul, so that the person can ascend to the world of bliss.

The gold-encrusted coffins are the most expensive of all. These three are also placed in the temple that only the royal family can enter ......

Ye Miao heart has vaguely guessed whose place this is, is about to take another step forward to determine what those words are written when the wooden board under the feet issued a low mute "creak-" sound.

In the stone screen behind the coffin, the voice of the Grand Prince rang out: "Who's out there?

Ye Miao stiffened, if she turned around and ran now, it would look like she was doing something unseemly, so she held back and didn't move.

After a burst of footsteps, the Grand Prince came out from behind the stone screen and saw her, his face showed surprise: "Why is it you?"

"Your Highness." Ye Miao gave a dry laugh, "I'm looking for the toilet."

"......" The Grand Prince stared at her with a hint of disbelief, "You think this place looks like a toilet?"

"It definitely doesn't look like that!" Ye Miao shook her head and explained, "I saw you coming this way from afar, Your Highness the Grand Prince, and thought that Your Highness was also a man with three emergencies, so, I followed you in."

Grand Prince: "......"

His eyebrows were twitching violently.

Ye Miao was about to find an excuse to bolt, when an unfamiliar old voice suddenly came from outside the shrine: "Who is inside?"

This voice, she seemed to have heard somewhere ...... right, it seems that a priest called Okwe who is accompanying the Queen today.

The great prince frowned and answered, "It's me."

Only word did not mention the existence of Ye Miao.

The priest outside, Father Okwui, gave a start, and from the shadow cast on the ground, seemed to bow humbly: "So it's Your Highness the Grand Prince."

"I'll take a casual walk, don't mind me, you can retreat."

"Yes."

Only after the people had left did the Grand Prince turn to her, seemingly explaining and warning: "Although the temple is open for you to observe the ceremony today, you are not allowed to leave at will in the middle of the ritual. Also, this temple is rarely entered except by my mother. If you don't want to get yourself into trouble, don't barge in."

"Thank you, Your Highness, for reminding me." Ye Miao thought to himself that you also ran out of the air in the middle of the day, but even if Father Okwui was dissatisfied, he should not dare to preach to the future Crown Prince, so he added with a smile, "Don't worry, I will also keep the matter of Your Highness sneaking out a secret."

A hint of embarrassment really flashed across the Grand Prince's face.

For some reason, Ye Miao suddenly wanted to laugh a little.

This Grand Prince, I don't know if he was pretending or not, but it seemed that there was not much city spirit. Those treacherous disappearances in the royal palace, is he the one who knows ...... or is he being framed by a thief bank?

"Your Highness, do you mind if I ask a question?" Ye Miao looked at the three gold-encrusted coffins, "Excuse me, are these the coffins of the late king and the late queen Chun?"

The First Prince nodded and whispered, "The late Queen was pregnant with her sixth child when she died from mourning. My mother hired the best craftsmen to build a coffin for that child ...... also Jun."

"So it is."

The owner of the coffin was the same as she had guessed.

Obviously guessed, but when she looked at the three coffins, deep inside, she was still vaguely dazzled with a sense of contradiction.

She knew that the queen had actually given birth to a child before she died of a strange illness. Because the people who were implicated had helped her to deliver the baby.

The queen concealed the fact that the child was born. But there is no wall of secrecy in the world, the queen's pregnancy has long been no secret among the people. Therefore, in the public narrative - the Queen died of "excessive grief", the child was not yet born.

Regardless of whether the first prince knew about it or not, there is no denying that he maintained this story to an outsider. Could it be that the feeling that something was wrong was just an illusion?

After leaving, Ye Miao returned to the original shrine. The ritual was not yet over, and no one around noticed her disappearance.

After sitting down, she thought back to what the Grand Prince had just said, and the three coffins came back to her mind ...... suddenly, her heart shone.

She knew what was wrong.

The first king's coffin is not a problem, the first queen's is also not a problem.

The discrepancy is in the middle of the coffin body.

It was too big.

To at least - it was the length of a four or five year old child lying flat.

According to the Grand Prince, the Queen asked skilled craftsmen to build the coffin for the unborn child. Then, the ...... coffin built by the craftsmen should be a baby-sized coffin. Unless the queen instructed them to make the coffin as it is now.

Of course, if the reason is "make it bigger so that it can contain more treasures", although far-fetched, but it also makes sense.

What Ye Miao cares about is, "four or five years old" this time.

The time of death of the late king and his wife, and the "Abil's man-eating monster" the rumor of the time, is also a difference of about five years.

Ye Miao fingertips trembling slightly, deep breath.

Is this a spur-of-the-moment coincidence ...... or is it that the child of the late king and queen lived until he was four or five years old before he died?