Chapter 573

"You don't doubt... Your Majesty."

Mu En lowered his voice.

Cecilia glanced at him coldly, "I didn't say that."

"No, your idea just now was obviously..."

"What's wrong with my idea? Do you know me well?"

"..."

Mu En felt a toothache. This damn woman is so hard to please.

Damn it, I must teach her a lesson if I have a chance, otherwise if she continues to be so arrogant, she will be in trouble in the future...

"Do you really want to be thrown out?"

"I'm very sorry, I was wrong."

"..."

Cecilia rubbed her temples and sighed:

"Anyway, this matter is not a bad thing for you. If the royal faction really wants to stand on the side of the eldest prince in the future... You can't not even know whether the guy you support is a human or a ghost, you just need to understand him in advance."

"That makes sense."

"In that case..."

Without giving Mu En much time to think, Cecilia asked:

"What's the answer?"

"Ah...this damn cherry, why is it so difficult to serve."

Mu En used a fork to fiddle with the only red cherry left on the small cake on the plate in distress, but because the cherry was round, he couldn't pick it up.

He used a fork on the left and a fork on the right, but didn't answer.

Cecilia glanced at it, then suddenly reached out to pick up the cherry, and then grabbed Mu En's collar with her other hand, her graceful body pressed against him, exuding a terrifying chill that seemed to be able to directly sting people's skin.

"Answer."

"Of course I will go."

Mu En swallowed the cherry that was delivered to his mouth, and his eyes swept over Cecilia's other pair of cherries that were close at hand, tender and rosy, and smiled:

"Since it is the order of dear Xia, even if there is no special purpose, I will go through fire and water without hesitation."

"...Ha."

After looking at Mu En's face for a while, Cecilia let go of her hand and sat back in her original position.

"That sounds nice."

"This is not just talk. I always keep my word. You may not trust my character, but you must trust my sincerity. You must know that sincerity is..."

"Shut up."

"Oh..."

Cecilia crossed her long black silk legs and leaned back slightly. Her cold eyes fell on Mu En's face again, as if she was thinking about something. Her long fingers crossed and supported her smooth chin.

"That..."

Mu En suddenly had a bad feeling after being stared at by Cecilia again and again. He shrank his head and asked tentatively.

"Is there anything dirty on my face?"

"No."

Cecilia said:

"But you are going to go to the palace with this face?"

"How is it possible?"

Moon shook his head: "If Muen Campbell really walked in, those bastards would definitely accuse me of disobeying orders on the spot, and who can stand it."

"Do you think Bruce's face is enough? You should know without my reminder that the name Bruce and his face have entered the vision of many nobles. A gang leader...would never let you go to the ball like this."

"What should I do?"

Moon, who was hit by the point, fell into deep thought:

"It happens to be a strictly guarded palace, and ordinary disguises will definitely not work, but if I want to customize another face, the time..."

"It will definitely be too late."

Cecilia made a firm conclusion.

As a princess who grew up in the palace, she knew very well that even if she personally brought someone in, the person would have to go through a strict search, and whether the identity was disguised was the key inspection direction. It was not so easy to hide from those experienced royal knights.

"Although it is unlikely to customize a new face, but..."

Cecilia's mouth suddenly bloomed with a strange smile.

That smile, which was like the melting of ice and snow and the blooming of winter plums, made Mu En stunned and a little stunned...

"No...but what?"

"But...I remember that your disguised identity seems to be more than Bruce."

"More than Bruce?"

Mu En was stunned again, thought for a while, and shook his head:

"That's not right. No matter how I think about it, the identity I have disguised is only this one, and there is no other identity."

"College."

Cecilia was concise.

"The night of the invasion."

"..."

Mu En gradually opened his mouth wide, so big that he could stuff a goose egg.

Some unbearable scenes, awakened by a few simple words, passed through the layers of memory ocean, and emerged from the deepest dust in his mind.

At the same time, after understanding Cecilia's intention, a certain chill emerged from the depths of Mu En's bones, making his hair stand on end and shiver.

"No... no way."

Mu En hesitated and forced a smile:

"You are joking, right? Haha, I didn't expect Cecilia to be so humorous..."

"Yes."

Cecilia lightly lifted her hair,

"I never joke."

114. The Man of Bitter Dreams

"Something is wrong, something is wrong, very wrong!"

In the girly room, Mu En looked very anxious, pacing back and forth, sometimes clenching her fists, as if she wanted to express her protest against the unfair fate, and sometimes muttering in a low voice, as if she was cursing this damn reality.

Finally, he turned around and looked at Celecia fiercely:

"This is very wrong. I just want to get into a dance. Why does it have to be... that?"

Even those two words, Mu En was a little embarrassed to speak.

"Is there no other way?"

"No."

At this moment, Celcia was elegantly tasting Wei Er’s newly brewed coffee, and Shi Shiran said:

"Of course, if you think of any other good ideas, you can propose them. I'm not a tyrant or a devil who has to force you to do that."

"..."

Mu En's words were stagnant.

Although she really didn't want to admit it, the plan proposed by Celicia was indeed the most feasible at the moment.

After all, as the much-anticipated imperial princess, Celcia would definitely arouse attention and suspicion from all parties if she brought a strange grown man to the ball, but if she brought a maid or something... that would be extremely normal. .

Even with her status as a princess's maid, Mu En's convenience will be greatly improved.

It's just the perfect disguise.

Except for gender.

"Is it true that we won't be discovered?"

After struggling for a long time, Mu En sat back in his position dejectedly:

"If exposed in that situation, Moon Campbell's life would be completely over, no matter in every sense."

"Don't worry, this kind of niche and complex potion is extremely difficult to detect while the potion is in effect, as long as the potion maker's skills are high enough."

Celecia said: "After all, it is a change in the entire 'appearance', which is much more reliable than relying directly on masks and bone displacement, or...simple women's clothing."

"Potion...yes, magic potion!"

Mu En's eyes lit up and she said:

"Senior is not here now, so I don't have that kind of magic potion."

"About this...you can also rest assured."

Celecia ruthlessly shattered Mu En’s last hope:

"For your sake, I can considerately go to the old sword holder to ask for a potion for you. By the way, Anna Cablin's potion was taught by him."

"...Then I really thank you."

"No thanks, as your fiancée, I should."

"..."

Mu En lay weakly on the chair, like a dying fish, feeling truly desperate for this world.

"As for that? It's not like you really turned into a woman, it's just a change in appearance. Rather, if you really turned into a woman, I would be troubled."

Speaking of this, Celcia, who was persuading, suddenly became calm and said in a cold voice:

"You are so reluctant. Are you still thinking of using your male identity so that you can hook up with me at the dance?"

"...No, why are you bringing it up again? I'm just afraid of an accident!"

"As long as you don't mess around, what accidents can happen? No one knows your identity." Celcia sneered.

"……Maybe."

Mu En raised her head and stared at the pale ceiling, silently praying that no accident would happen.

"hope everything is fine."

…

…

Demon King's Castle.

The fog is thick.

In order to save the girl who was captured by the Demon King, the brave man wore armor and held a holy sword in his hand, fighting through thorns and thorns all the way, passing through the lava, spikes, and evil dragons blocking the way arranged by the evil Demon King, and finally arrived in front of the Demon King's city.

The Demon King's City is eerie and terrifying, with lightning and thunder flashing in the mist from time to time.

"wait for me!"

After experiencing hardships along the way, the brave man was already covered with scars, but she still did not retreat at all, her eyes were full of determination.

Yes, how can we retreat here? She knew very well that the fragile and pitiful girl was trembling and crying in the devil's claws, waiting for her.

Therefore, he had to reach her as soon as possible.

So, the brave man continues to move forward.