The beauty plan is the most primitive, but also the most efficient plan.

In this way, you can only collect more information and make efficient plans.

After breathing a long sigh, Liang Lidong leaned back on his chair and stared at the moon outside in a daze. The moon here is bigger, rounder and brighter than the one on the earth. It’s just that he prefers the moon on the earth. The reason is very simple, because it is his hometown.

He was immersed in his homesickness, but soon he frowned slightly, and then waved his hand and Emma appeared behind him.

Gently swaying the back chair similar to the Taishi Chair, Liang Lidong asked, "Is there anything wrong?"

Emma walked in front of him and sat down with a little confused expression: "Are you unhappy?"

Liang Lidong shook his head, his eyes fell on Emma for less than two seconds, and then moved upwards, staring at the round and white moon.

Now Emma is wearing a standard magic robe from the Storm Temple. Although it is a one-piece, her lower body is very short. In the words of the earth, it is a "Qi Na's short skirt". As soon as she sat opposite Liang Lidong, her white and tender thighs were exposed, and most importantly, Liang Lidong could see something that she shouldn't have seen at a glance.

For example, camel shame.

The girl whispered her short brown hair in her ears that were blown by the breeze in a charming way: "I just saw you sigh in the space. This is the first time I saw you sigh."

Liang Lidong was slightly stunned. His eyes moved downward and looked at the girl's beautiful big eyes that seemed to reflect a glimmer of light: "I just missed my hometown just now."

"Beta, you have never told us about your hometown." Emma asked curiously: "Actually, Kyle, and Alice are very interested."

"Actually, there is nothing to say." Liang Lidong sighed: "My hometown is a very peaceful place, without war, but there are many strange things. We will not worry about food and clothing, but we will fight for the so-called reputation and status. Now thinking about it, it is ridiculous and fulfilling."

"It sounds like a very good place." Emma looked at the man opposite with watery eyes, caring about the content of the other person's words. She only cared about whether the other person was willing to chat with her: "About which direction, can we go and see it in the future?"

Liang Lidong shook his head, then sighed and said nothing.

As if she felt Liang Lidong's homesickness, Emma lowered her head slightly. After a while, she lowered her eyebrows and said with pleasure: "My mother talked to me just now, and she said she was willing to help us lure Edgar out. I agreed."

Liang Lidong looked a little surprised: "Why did you suddenly change your mind?"

"Mother is right." Emma had a faint shame on her face: "We must put the overall situation first. If our elder brother really wins the throne, then it will definitely be difficult for my mother and I to survive. And my mother said that you saved her life. Even if it fails, at most it will be a big deal to pay back your life.

Emma's face was filled with a faint sadness. Sometimes many things seemed simple to say, but when she was in that situation, it was difficult to make a decision. Even if she was convinced by her mother, she was still worried.

Liang Lidong looked at Emma and said solemnly: "Don't worry, I will definitely guarantee your mother's safety."

The next afternoon, Edgar received a strange letter.

The letter was pink with a familiar aura on it. After shutting off the guards, he sat at his desk, used his letter knife to gently cut the letter's mouth, and then took out a purple letter paper from it.

There is no text on it, and the letter paper has a faint magical fluctuation, which is obviously treated by magic.

But this did not hurt him. The faint dispersal magic was cast from his hands. After the light powder dust disappeared, the purple letter turned white, and there were words on it.

He is very familiar with the beautiful font of the silk show, and can almost be said to be obsessed with it.

He put the letter paper in front of his nose and sniffed it, then opened it. After reading it, he smiled, smiling happily, and there was an unprecedented throbbing in his chest, making him feel as if he was back to his youth, and his blood was boiling. He couldn't control himself, so he stood up suddenly, walked to the window to look, and shouted softly.

The sound was not loud, but it was filled with a refreshing momentum. Then he saw several letters waiting to be whipped in the garden.

The tortured people cried and screamed, and Edgar laughed: "Okay, the weather is good today, I'm in a good mood, so let him go this time."

The executioner was a little surprised when he heard this. Archbishop Edgar was the most harsh. It would have been nice if it were not for a few more whips. Today, it was really a rare thing to actually reduce the sentences of those sinners.

No matter how strange it was, they dared not disobey the orders of the Archbishop. The whipped believers shouted thanks to the Archbishop, and then slipped out of the garden of the Temple of Life.

Edgar was happier when he heard the compliments from the believers. He smiled and closed the window, returned to the room to appreciate the exciting words on the letter again.

When it was night, when it was approaching zero, Edgar, who was pretending to be hidden, suddenly sat up. He imposed a secondary magic trick on himself, and then slipped out of the Temple of Life.

Many master-level casters can do the secondary stealth skills, after all, they are very practical.

The moon is particularly round tonight, with no clouds in the night sky, and the moonlight shines brightly on the ground.

Edgar walked around many streets and finally came to the woods not too far from the palace.

He first used his mental power to detect the surroundings. Except for the life of a suspected woman in the woods, there were no other humanoid creatures. Moreover, there were no bone-powerful magic fluctuations.

However, for safety reasons, he used dispersal magic to illuminate the woods. He only walked in after confirming that there was no abnormality.

In the middle of the grove, there is a grassland, covered with a white animal skin blanket. A woman sat on it.

The woman was wearing a blue noble long dress, her shoulders were exposed in the air, reflecting silver moonlight, and she looked very smooth and round.

Her back is very beautiful, and just looking at her can make her lower abdomen get angry.

Edgar calmed down, sorted out his clothes, and then called softly: Queen!

The woman turned around and was indeed the queen.

At this time, Edgar suddenly realized that her long skirt was still low-cut, and the two white balls of white pears were even more unmovable under the moonlight. Such a beautiful scene was really unforgettable. Edgar finally controlled his mind and walked up slowly.

The queen has always been the ideal woman in Edgar's heart. She is gentle, intellectual, noble in her status. The most important thing is that she is very beautiful and has a figure.

Edgar walked to the queen and sat down. He asked with a smile, "Queen, I wonder what's wrong with you coming to me this time?"

The faint fragrance of white lily entered Edgar's nose, making him feel relaxed and happy.

"Is it okay to invite the Archbishop to come?" The queen held her chin and tilted her head to look at the moon: "For example, isn't it good to appreciate the moon with me?"

Edgar smiled and said, "Of course there is no problem, but if there are only two people, isn't it a bit bad?"

The queen looked at him and smiled with a charming expression: "There are indeed fewer people. Why don't I let Emma come here too, okay?"

Edgar's eyes lit up: "I haven't seen Princess Emma for a long time. If she could come here, it would be better. Hahaha."

Edgar smiled gently, but his voice exuded a lewd smell that could not make people ghosts and gods. (To be continued.)
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