I have a date with the devil

Chapter 12

After discovering the weirdness of the coffin, Ye Miao's thoughts, which had been messed up into a pot of mud, cleared up.

According to her guess, the child of the late king and his wife - that is, the young prince who was just born and died with the strange disease havoc - did not actually die.

He lived peacefully until he was about five years old, before he passed away for unknown reasons.

The queen, as a knowledgeable person, concealed the birth, growth and death of the little prince until he was five years old, only to build a coffin for his soul at the end, so that he could be reunited with his parents in the temple.

If the young prince was still alive, he would be around 15 or 16 years old, about the same age as Berial.

The year of his death also happened to be the beginning of the monster's captivity in the palace's underground. The royal palace of Abil began to be overshadowed by the legend of the man-eating monster.

The former just retired, the latter made an appearance, less than a year apart, it was almost as if ...... the dead young prince had shaken and changed his face, lived in the form of a monster, and was imprisoned underground by the queen as the head of the know-it-all.

Let's venture to assume that the monster was once the child of the previous king -

Berial said that the monster was imprisoned because he was born in a place where he should not be, as a foreigner, was feared and rejected by the people.

Ye Miao originally thought that "alien" refers to the appearance - monsters are born to look different from ordinary humans, so they are deeply scorned.

But now, she realized that perhaps the monster is "different from ordinary people", but also in his ominous magic power to move mountains and change seas, beyond the limits of ordinary demons.

This magic power, probably at the age of five years old really showed.

Fearing the uncontrollable power contained in that small body, people set out to deal with him and imprison him on the grounds of eradicating dissent.

From then on, the "prince" whose parents had died was erased from existence.

The monster that emerged from the fire took the pencil handed by fate and continued to write.

This would explain the origin of the monster and the reason why he was kept under the former king's palace - whatever he is now, he was once the only bloodline of the former king.

Dark magic has a lot of shady taboos, locking Him under the residence of His biological parents, most likely, for magical effect considerations, in order to better suppress Him.

Ye Miao only just do not understand, through all the signs look like the Queen is one of the mastermind to imprison Him with dark magic.

Since it was determined that the brother's child was a monster that had to be killed, and also laid such a vicious hand, why turn around and build a coffin for His soul, and also offer Him and the late King and his wife together ...... Is it self-deception?

The next day in the early morning, the temple rituals continued until noon. The blazing sun rose into the mid-air, and the much-anticipated parade of floats finally opened. The queen, draped in a green and gold robe, elegant and graceful, smiled as she boarded the four-meter-tall float with flowers. The first prince also wore the same color robe, stood obediently beside the queen, waving at the people. Every time he waved, he drew a wave of enthusiastic cheers.

This important occasion is a good opportunity for the people to see the style of the Crown Prince. The first prince would not be stupid enough to drop the ball at this time. But not to mention, when he is expressionless, he is ten percent of the Queen's copy, mother and son standing together, very pleasing to the eye.

The street is lined with two-meter-high bleachers, so that guests and VIPs from various countries do not have to crowd in the crowd at the bottom with the civilians, but can walk around and watch from a slightly higher place.

However, even if you stand high, but the crowdedness did not ease. The fruit nectar that the nobles applied to their bodies mixed with the body odor that had not been washed for days, creating an indescribable smell. They are accustomed to the appearance, but suffer the smell is not used to Ye Miao.

With great difficulty, she found a corner in the upwind, feeling that she finally breathed.

Behind her, came a somewhat familiar voice: "Princess, what's wrong with you? Are you uncomfortable?"

Ye Miao turned around, and it was really the Second Prince. He wore the same green and gold clothes as the queen and the first prince today, but the style was much simpler than theirs, and a snow-white flower was pinned on the lapel.

Ye Miao was busy standing up straight and said, "Thank you for your highness's concern, it's just a little hot."

His body, it seemed, did not have that strange rancid smell, and Ye Miao secretly sighed with relief.

"Is that so?" The Second Prince smiled and took out a neatly folded handkerchief from his bosom and handed it to her, "Here, wipe your sweat."

Ye Miao froze.

She and the second prince usually do not have much interaction, except for the night the first prince drunkenly attacked Shana, they have not said a few words, suddenly by his concern, always feel a little awkward.

However, as far as I remember, the second prince seems to be such a spring-like, gentle and good-looking person to everyone.

Ye Miao did not push back his kindness, thanked him and took it, symbolically wiping the sweat from his neck.

Unexpectedly, the second prince seemed to have no intention of leaving, so he stood still and chatted with her.

"What does Your Highness think of this float parade?"

Ye Miao nodded: "Very wonderful."

A loud noble beside her suddenly joined the conversation, "Your Highness, tomorrow night's banquet is going to be held on the banks of the Mantella River, it's really anticipated."

"In the past, the banquet was always held in the palace hall, but this time it was changed to the riverside, which is really refreshing."

"His Highness the Grand Prince, as the Crown Prince, actually came up with such a good idea when he prepared for his first enthronement celebration."

The crowd spoke with one word and the topic was immediately diverted to the First Prince.

The second prince's eyes flashed a trace of elusiveness, while his face was a slight smile: "Good, tomorrow night, brother will not let everyone down."

Ye Miao stood beside him and couldn't help but think of the story of this second prince. It is rumored that his talent has been outstanding since childhood, known as a prodigy, two years ago, he was broken by the Queen allowed to participate in the work of political auxiliary. In other countries, he would have been a good choice for the king.

It is a pity that in the eldest son inheritance system of Abil, the second son is excellent, but also can only be a vassal.

Ye Miao suddenly a meal.

She suddenly remembered that on the night the eldest prince came of age, the reason he made a drunken fool of himself was because someone had paid off his favorite concubine to do something in the wine ......

In terms of motive, if the eldest prince lost his power and fell, the person who would benefit the most would be his brother.

The person who framed the first prince could have been sent by this harmless-looking second prince?

The relationship between the Queen, the First Prince and the Second Prince was much more complicated than she had imagined. The Queen's involvement with monsters and dark magic; the Great Prince's encounter with the Second Prince under the dark current ......

Somehow, Ye Miao had a vague premonition - this seemingly calm, but actually precarious situation, will not last long, perhaps soon to be broken ......

The float parade ended in the evening, and Ye Miao spent the afternoon in the viewing stand, sunburned foreheads rolled, skin flushed with a fine sweat, cheeks also slightly red. When she went down the stairs, she almost fainted and fell down.

When she returned to her room, Ye Miao took a bath and realized that the tender flesh on the back of her neck was slightly peeling from the sun, which hurt when she rubbed it.

After everyone had fallen asleep, Ye Miao pursed her lips, lifted the covers, put on her coat and quietly slipped out of the room.

The mark on her body, had disappeared.

Tonight was another moment of compliance.

As every time in the past, she avoided the ears of others and burrowed into that palace. Yet strangely, this time, through the mist, after entering the underground palace, she saw no monsters waiting for her, only a long path leading straight forward.

Ye Miao hesitated for a moment and walked forward. After turning the corner, she saw a stone room she had never been in before. A long human leaning on the stone back, one long leg up, the other hanging on the floor, black crystal curls on the cheek, eyes closed, seems to be shallow sleep.

At the foot of the bed, there is the oil lamp she brought in. The shimmering lamp reflected the human shadow on the coarse wall, but what was reflected was not a human silhouette - the shadow had long horns and huge bony wings.

Not Berial, it's a monster.

Ye Miao throat swallowed, lips dry, almost reflexively secreted saliva ...... carefully walked to His side.

This seems to be the first time she saw the monster asleep. ...... She always thought that this monster is not to sleep.

However, if her suspicion that "the monster is the child of the previous king" is valid,......, it is not surprising that he would retain human habits.

After so many close encounters, she already knew in her heart that the monster would not hurt her - in pleasure, His sharp teeth nibbling her lips, but also retain a slight stinging her, but never hurt her strength.

Plus, He really became too much like Berial.

Even knowing that He is a monster, Ye Miao has long ceased to fear Him like a snake.

Eyes on his black hair and shadow on the long horns turned back and forth, Ye Miao eyebrows twitched, quietly raised his hand, curiously shaking over His head, nothing touched.

But from the shadow on the wall can be seen, her hand is indeed and the curved longhorn intersected a little.

Usually, they are always being rolled and flattened by him, but never encountered a monster that does not move and can let her "do whatever she wants". Ye Miao do not know where to get the courage to stretch out a finger, like a thief, in his hair a scratch, and suddenly retracted.

The monster did not react at all, not even an eyelid twitched.

To make sure he was asleep, Ye Miao's finger fell on his scalp, curiously along the roots of the hair, feeling around, but did not feel any bony bumps, can not help but some disappointment, thinking that the horn is well hidden.

She breathed a sigh of relief and withdrew her hand, her gaze descending, caught off guard, and met a pair of scarlet eyes.

The monster had long been awake and was looking at her with half-smiling eyes.