app2();
Celestial Kingdom, Palatine Imperial City.
It has been a while since the newly appointed emperor Digonetti became the throne.
On the surface, although the imperial city is calm, a large number of gods will retreat, and the remaining four princes return to the imperial city, all seeming to explain some problems.
And just about ten days ago, there was an issue that was eagerly discussed in the streets and alleys of the Kingdom of God...
God Emperor Digonetti hopes that Princess Patricia will marry the Sixth King Federer.
After all, the previous “holy horse” Dragon Five has been considered a rebellion, which means that the marriage contract has also expired.
Patricia, as a strong competitor to the former crown prince, was actually regarded as a "favor" when the emperor wanted her to marry Federer.
In contrast, not killing her directly is considered good.
However, Patricia resolutely resisted, and even spoke harshly.
Digonetti was furious and directly drove Patricia into the palace dungeon.
In the Celestial Kingdom, this matter is divided into two factions:
One side believes that Patricia is the sister of the Emperor of God. She didn't take the opportunity to fight for the throne for the sake of domestic stability. The Emperor should not be so cold-blooded.
But the other side felt that Patricia was really "stupid", made it clear that the situation was over, and dared to defy the will of the emperor, that is, she wanted to die.
Inside the palace dungeon at this time.
Patricia sat silently in a deserted cell, wearing a plain skirt and wearing special shackles on his hands and feet.
She flipped through a miscellaneous book, her face a little haggard.
"Patricia, how are you doing these two days?"
Federer, wearing a gold and silver helmet, took advantage of his duty of inspecting the palace to see his sweetheart.
"Go to jail... What's so good
But it doesn't matter, anyway, after I came back, I was almost either in confinement or imprisonment, so I got used to it. "
Patricia looked up and smiled faintly: "Federer, you go, don't come to see me.
I will not change my mind just because you often come to visit the prison.
To me, you are a good man, a good courtier, nothing more. "
"Why are you so stubborn," Federer said: "As long as you agree to marry me, we can fake marriage in name.
When you go out and become my wife, I can set you free. "
"Huh... Digonetti knew that I couldn't marry you, so he made a fuss and locked me in.
If I agree to marry you, he will only be more vigilant.
In any case, he will find an excuse to imprison me.
Then he waited for his power to settle down and kill me secretly.
If I am involved with you, then you will not escape.
So... you still don't get too close to me", Patricia said.
"I don't care! As long as I can marry you... even if it is fake! I am willing to give my life!" Federer solemnly said.
"Fool... Do you think I don't know? You just want to make a fake..."
"..." Federer blushed.
"Federer, do you know? You are a very good fighter.
But he is not a good man, especially in terms of masculine charm. "
"Why? Isn't I better than that traitorous dragon five?!"
"Betrayed or not betrayed... has nothing to do with this."
Patricia sighed: "You want a woman to like you, not by how to treat women well, how to pursue...
It's not your wife, a woman who has nothing to do with you. You have no reason to do everything you can to treat her well? Don’t you think it’s ridiculous
A truly outstanding man should rely on his own brilliance to attract women, and don't pursue it pitifully.
You blindly treat me well, but in fact, I don't appreciate it, at least I won't like you because of it.
Because... What a woman is looking for is not a servant or a servant, but a man that a woman wants to rely on or even admire. "
Federer was pale, "So... you like Dragon Five?"
"Yes, since I am sensible, you have been in front of me, humbly, and respectful in front of my father.
You can't even compare to me, let alone my father, why should I like you and rely on you
No matter what, Long Wu, at least he doesn't regard me as a high princess, but only as a woman.
With me, he is happy, without me, he will leave without me, he will never do it for me, even his own life.
What can't be obtained is the best... Men and women are both cheap, do you understand? "Patricia smiled evilly.
Federer clenched his fists, his anger grew out of his guts!
"boom!"
With a fist, the energy barrier of the cell was directly hit and an alarm was generated!
The guards outside ran in one after another, but they didn't dare to say anything when they saw that it was Federer.
"I'll come back another day..."
Federer turned to leave with red eyes.
The cell was quiet.
Patricia sighed quietly and continued reading.
The next day.
A man in a platinum robe came in leisurely.
"My dear sister, how come you look thin again? Is the food here not good enough?"
"Your Majesty first ascended the throne, every day has everything to do, why there is still time to see me as a prisoner", Patricia looked up and smiled coldly.
"After all, it's my closest sister, I feel sorry for shutting you down here," Di Ge Nei said pretendingly.
"Thank your majesty for your concern, I am fine", Patricia showed hatred.
Digoneti laughed, "Poor Sixth Prince, I heard that you have hurt you again.
Others don't know, but I can know that it is my sister who is sympathetic to the sixth prince and does not want him to be implicated.
In fact, there is no need for my sister. I sincerely hope that my sister can have a good home."
"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your kindness, I like the dungeon better," Patricia said.
Digoneti shrugged, "Okay, my sister likes it here, so I'll live for a few more years..."
Before leaving, Digonetti said to the cell guard: "Princess Patricia, is my most important relative, you must take good care of it."
The guardian priest smiled evilly, "Yes! Your Majesty!"
When Digoneti left, the priest withdrew some of the caretaker guards.
He came to lift the barrier of the cell and sent a plate of spirit fruit in.
"Princess, your majesty wants you to take some supplements every day and take good care of them."
"Take it, don't eat it," Patricia said.
"Princess... Your Majesty cares about your body. If you don't eat, you can only use other means." The priest sneered.
Patricia stared at him fiercely, "You are going to give me an injection again..."
The priest took out a golden syringe, which was filled with unidentified liquid.
"The chief cultivator, how can I not properly supplement my nutrition? The dungeon here, after all, aura is scarce..."
"Go away! Go away! I'm a princess! You are so bold..."
Patricia screamed.
The priest didn't panic at all, Patricia was already handcuffed and her cultivation level could not be displayed.
He grabbed the shackles, and the syringe pierced Patricia's back fiercely!
"what!-"
A miserable cry came from the dungeon.
Outside the dungeon, Digonetti listened with enjoyment...
"Tsk tusk... It seems that my sister really enjoys life in the cell."
The several attendants nearby laughed wildly.
At this moment, a god general walked hurriedly and fell down riding a griffon.
"Your Majesty! It's not good!"