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Chapter 21: Your Majesty's Last Days 1(1/2)

Chapter 21 His Majesty’s Journey to the Last Days (1)

"She's dead!!"

"Really, it's all your fault for working so hard..."

"It took a lot of effort to find one like this...it was wasted like this..."

Sizhu woke up from the chaos. Before his consciousness was truly clear, he heard a noisy man's voice in his ears.

"She just died, otherwise——"

The man's lewd voice approached, full of malice.

Sizhu blinked her dry eyes, and the gradually enlarged face in front of her made her feel sick from the bottom of her heart.

As soon as his thoughts changed, a long sword with a cold light appeared out of thin air in his hand.

"what happened?"

Only then did she realize that she was not wearing any clothes at all.

Eh~ It stinks!

[Host! Stop it——]

snort!

Sizhu suddenly stood up and faced the male protagonist who was looking around.

The most eye-catching thing was the shocking bruises on her fair neck. It was not difficult to imagine what happened.

The sound of vomiting was heard, and Sizhu frowned as he appeared at the door.

"Sorry, we didn't know there was anyone here..."

Just now, she felt that her blood-stained clothes were wet. Why now...

Feeling the strange gazes, Si Zhu cast his gaze on the people behind him.

"His Majesty……"

Several people turned around and saw a man in a white coat and gold-rimmed glasses walking over.

The man came closer and took off his clothes directly in front of Si Zhu, as if he couldn't see there was another person in front of him.

Then why did I become facially paralyzed?

[Probably injured the facial nerve...]

[Host, don’t worry, you just temporarily lost your language ability...]

Pushing open the door next door, Si Zhu closed his eyes and appeared in an ancient palace.

As I got closer, I realized that there was a deathly aura between this man's brows.

"Brother Sheng?"

This man... is so good-looking!

This man with melancholic temperament is so handsome!

Sizhu stepped forward and pressed a kiss to the lightly pursed thin lips.

"Who are you?"

He didn't seem to expect that there would be anyone inside, and when he saw Si Zhu, he froze on the spot.

interesting!

"Are you OK?"

One is chubby, the other has a pockmarked face, and the other is pretty decent looking. They look somewhat similar to Zhuang Xiaoxiao. They are probably brother and sister.

Si Zhu opened her mouth, and then realized that she couldn't make a sound.

The little girl saw that the other party raised the porcelain plate in his hand towards her expressionlessly, and spoke at a loss.

Oh! I can’t live anymore, let me die!

In the bathtub, the man watched helplessly as watermarks appeared on the ground. The inexplicable disappearance of bath towels and pastries seemed to remind him that what he just felt was not an illusion.

The system was afraid that she would give up her choice, so she hurriedly spoke out to comfort her.

Sizhu felt that this girl was very attractive, so he thought of giving her a kind smile and pushed the cake in his hand forward.

A strange feeling came over her, urging her to quickly return to the real world.

The door was closed, and all the bloody smell was isolated from the room.

[Just kidding, the host doesn’t have to worry, this is all temporary and will be fine in a few days.]

"ah--

"Xiaoxiao, this is a mental hospital. I think she is not normal. Let's not..."

"you're awake?"

This is wrong!

After taking a look at the broken limbs in the room, Si Zhu finally came to his senses.

Forget it, it has nothing to do with her.

With a piece of sweet and soft pastry in her mouth, her eyes widened and she subconsciously picked up the entire plate.

The next second Sizhu appeared in the room with pastries, the door was pushed open, and the person leading the room was a man holding an axe.

There is still one……

Si Zhu nodded and watched the other person submerge into the water. Then he raised his eyebrows and started to take off his clothes.

At this moment, the man was standing and Sizhu was half-crouching. The height difference caused her sight...

The man frowned slightly, suddenly opened his eyes and stood up suddenly.

Xiao Guangguang, why are you scaring me?

Si Zhu yelled at the system angrily.

Sizhu rubbed his chin and narrowed his eyes slightly.

The other party's expression was a little strange.

[Host, for the sake of the male protagonist’s physical and mental health, can you be more restrained? 】

The long sword in Si Zhu's hand suddenly disappeared, as if it had never appeared.



Si Zhu was startled and jumped back.

One of the girls, who looked about the same age as Sizhu, spoke up and tried to push out the boys behind her.

"Yao Yao——"

system!!!

whatever!

At the moment of beauty, Si Zhu felt that his brain could no longer be used.

The door was pushed open, and a trembling man appeared at the door:

"Brother Tiger? Ugh——"

These people were three men and two women.

If this claw goes down, the male protagonist will be frightened to death.

Sizhu was no longer in the mood to eat, so he took a few steps forward and gave her the porcelain plate in his hand without any explanation amid the wary eyes of the people behind her.

I looked at the snacks placed next to me and felt a rumbling sound in my stomach.



A trace of doubt flashed in Si Zhu's eyes. Could it be that she was overthinking? Was it just a coincidence last time?

"I'm sorry, I...I...ah!!!"

what happened?

Si Zhu turned his head and saw a girl with an expressionless face and dull eyes in the mirror.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground came.

Just when she was thinking about how to get rid of this group of people, a voice sounded from outside the door.

There was no life in those black eyes, as if he was... a person with a dead heart, and all that was left alive was a breathing body.

No matter what, eat first and then talk.

The water in the huge bathing pool was rippling, and the man was leaning against the edge with his eyes closed.

People from behind squeezed over and saw a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl wrapped in a yellow bath towel, holding a porcelain plate in her hand, and half a piece of pastry in her mouth...
To be continued...
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