Come against the wind, exchange your glory

Chapter 1065 Princess Cecilia
Bing Ci looked suspiciously at the hurriedly leaving figure.

A...princess.

She is just like the princess described in fairy tale books.

Long golden hair like the morning light, white and smooth skin like glaze, and emerald green eyes...
Just as Bing Ci was lost in thought, a group of people with suspicious behavior entered her sight. This group of people was extremely scattered, and they clearly looked anxious in the crowd, but they tried to appear calm.

Bing Ci saw everything and left without saying a word.

After returning to the hotel, she first checked every corner of the room, but found no hidden cameras or eavesdropping devices.

After pulling the curtains shut with a "rustle", she lay down on the big bed, feeling extremely tired.

However, it was not time to rest yet. She held the wisteria bracelet in front of her eyes, stroking the edge of it with her fingers and slowly turning it, staring at it intently. Her other hand was placed on the white bed sheet, tapping it lightly with her middle finger.

After a while, Bing Ci's expression changed, his eyes quickly darkened, and his whole body seemed covered with a layer of frost. His aura was so strong that even the temperature in the room dropped to freezing point.

"Cecilia..."

Bing Ci whispered the name silently.

Somewhere she didn't know, there was the girl who had bumped into her.

A real princess.

"Cecilia, I told you not to do unnecessary things. Otherwise, you will only cause more sorrow to others if you cause them trouble."

A voice that could not be told whether it was happy or angry suddenly sounded like slowly flowing water.

The person called Cecilia sat on the gorgeous court chair, her face looked even paler, and her emerald pupils shook violently.

She said nothing, trying her best to suppress the raging anger and fear in her heart.

The food in front of her was dazzling and had everything you could imagine.

The man who was speaking was sitting opposite her, sitting upright with elegant manners.

"Mr. Zong, the person has been brought here."

The oppressive atmosphere between the two of them did not dissipate with the appearance of other people. Instead, with this sentence, the atmosphere became even more oppressive.

When Cecilia saw who brought her, her eyes flashed with anxiety and panic. But the man just glanced at her indifferently, and his voice was as cold as ice when he spoke.

"killed!"

"Zong Li Yu——!" Cecilia shouted in a hurry, her voice trembling with fear. She wanted to stop his order to execute someone at will.

"You should address me as Prime Minister."

Zong Liyu was as calm as an unfathomable ocean, in stark contrast to Cecilia's hysteria.

The subsequent gunshot hit Cecilia like a slap in the face.

Zong Liyu's men shot and killed the innocent flower girl who sold wreaths to Bing Ci in front of her.

The poor flower girl lost her life just because she sold a wreath that was exactly the same as the ones she sold to others.

The sound of gunfire echoed in the empty palace and could not dissipate for a long time.

As if she was used to the sound of gunfire, Cecilia did not cover her ears or close her eyes when frightened by the sound of the gunfire. Instead, a strong feeling of powerlessness swept over her body, and she fell into the chair as if all her strength had been drained.

Feeling despair.

However, more despair is yet to come.

Zong Liyu slowly wiped the corners of his lips with a napkin.

The servant behind him immediately came forward with a silver square tray to serve.

On the square plate were placed a palm-sized golden basin, a piece of cake-shaped soap, and a steaming towel.

While washing his hands, Zong Liyu said slowly, "To be honest, Princess, I am also waiting for the representative from Country Z that you are waiting for."

Hearing this, Cecilia suddenly became excited and asked in panic, "What do you mean?"

Zong Liyu had a victorious smile on his face, his fresh and handsome face seemed to have a crack, his clear voice was full of venom, and he only left eight words.

"Put the enemy in the trap and eliminate the dissidents"

(End of this chapter)