I was hiding from gods and demons at the beginning, but it turned out that I was the boss

Seeing that Lan Zetong agreed, Qingtian felt much better and patted his shoulder with his hand, "You must be honest when you speak, my sister thinks highly of you."

Tasril was taken aback for a moment, sister?

She really has a face.

However, he liked Doudouyan's confident and joyful attitude.

"Will you participate in the hunting competition the day after tomorrow?"

Qingtian nodded, "Well, we've already agreed on a team."

She contacted the fat little Feldsin in the morning. Other friends couldn't come with her, so she had to go alone.

Rosen looks too old. Even if the management is not so strict, it is still difficult for him to pretend to be under twenty-four.

Taslier didn't ask any more questions after learning about it.

If she won that day, it would be obvious that she would be recruited by the Feld family team, and probably that young man with the crew cut...

Seeing that things were settled on Qingtian, Lan Zetong's mood also changed. He rolled his eyes and said, "Since we have made an appointment, let's contact you later. It's rare for you to come to the opera and you should accompany your friend."

Gee, you want to kick people out after using them?

Tasril sneered in his heart, but his face was calm, "I booked the tickets late today and everyone dispersed. Besides, you are also my friend now, so it's good to accompany you."

Accompany me? I really don't need to.

I just want to eat melon seeds and watch dramas alone!

Qingtian took a deep breath and said, "Oh. Did you hide your identity when you went out this time?" Otherwise, as Prince Lan Zetong, how could you not get a good seat?

"Well, it would be more fun to go out and play casually." Taslier nodded with a smile. .

The two chatted for a few words, the scenery on the stage was changed, the curtain opened, the light dimmed again, and melodious music sounded.

The second half of the opera is absurd and funny, with the two sisters desperately trying to stuff their feet into the glass slippers they are trying on.

Tasril's eyes were filled with a smile, and he lowered his eyes again to Sunny's white insteps.

He seemed to accidentally squeeze the orange in his hand, and the orange juice spurted out, splashing on the sofa and Sunny's feet...

Feeling coldness on his feet, Qingtian turned his attention away from the stage.

"Sorry, I accidentally splashed something on you while watching the show." Taslier said embarrassedly.

Uh, are you that stupid?

On a sunny day, I saw orange juice on the sofa and my feet, so I was going to wipe it with a tissue.

"Let me do it."

Tasril naturally held her delicate ankle and gently wiped the smooth and delicate instep with paper.

(￣△￣；)……

Qingtian's scalp was numb and he hurriedly pumped his legs, "No, I'll do it myself!"

Tasril didn't let go. He raised his head and frowned: "It's almost done. Why are you so nervous?"

Qingtian's face was stiff and awkward for a few seconds, and his feet were released by the other party.

Afterwards, Taslier cleared the sofa with a nonchalant expression and continued watching the opera.

Qingtian pursed her lips and turned her gaze back to the stage.

Are you too sensitive?

Tasril, who was watching the opera, clasped his hands together, suppressing the redness in his eyes and the desire in his heart, and slowly curved his mouth.

Soft and slender, it makes people want to crush it...

Toward the end of the opera, Taslier asked: "Is Tarot your full name?"

Qing Tian paused and said yes.

Tasril's eyes flashed, hoping so.

"I'm leaving now. I'll contact you when the arrangements are made."

Sunny stood up and said anxiously: "My friends and I will be at the resort villa before nine o'clock tomorrow morning, and we will be very busy after ten o'clock. If it is convenient for Princess Morton..."

Taslier turned around and said with a smile: "Would you like to have breakfast together?"

Qingtian reacted for two seconds, his eyes shining, "Okay, my skills are pretty good."

Taslier nodded, thought for a while and said, "How many friends do you have? I don't want too many irrelevant people to know the identities of Meili and me."

Qingtian understood this, and besides, she didn't want too many people to know about it.

"The main one is today's heroine." Qingtian replied.

Tasriel raised his eyebrows, "It's her...that's okay."

……

When the opera ended, Sunny went backstage to find Yina.

She told about how she met Lan Zetong at the theater and invited them to have breakfast together on the pretext of admiring Meili. When Yina found out, she was so happy that she wanted to cry.

"Is Lan Zetong still as good-looking as before? He has always been very good to me in the past." Yina said with some emotion. His Highness was her favorite prince when she was a child.

Qingtian thought for a while, curled his lips and shook his head, "That young man is good-looking, but his personality has changed. He is not as lovable as he was when he was a child."

She hid part of the matter, not wanting Yina to be too disappointed.

"Why do you talk like an elder?" Yina was amused by her old-fashioned expression. "People will change over time, and the royal family is very complicated."

"Yeah. Probably so." Qingtian nodded.

While the two were chatting, Ige sent a message asking Yina to go to the opening ceremony of the carnival as soon as possible. The event opens at 7pm, with performances by Yina, Aige and Xiaowu.

Qingtian hurriedly helped Yina change clothes and pack things.

Someone from the theater reported that a guest wanted to visit, but Ina refused.

They were about to leave the opera house and could only sign some posters and cards to give away.

At five o'clock, Doina and Qingtian arrived at the central square of Sak. The place was already crowded with tourists.

Floats, entertainment projects, fighting arenas, and large stages are also ready.

There is a food street outside the square, full of aroma, which will attract greedy people to their throats.

The staff of the Sac Culture Department prepared a working meal for the two of them. After the two of them were gone, Ina hurried to the backstage to make preparations.

Qing Tian pretended to be a makeup artist, adjusting the appearance of Xiao Wu and Yi Na for the evening performance. After everything was ready, her mission for today was completed.

"Good luck tonight. Have a great Mardi Gras."

Yina was puzzled, so she pulled her and whispered: "Aren't you going to spend the carnival with us tonight? After the performance, we will meet at the hotel around ten o'clock to participate in the street dance parade. Aren't you coming?"

Qingtian whispered in Yina's ear: "I want to go back to watch the underwear show tonight. If I can make it back, I will contact you."

Yi Na understood that it was Qingtian’s hard work after all, “Okay, no matter what, remember to return to the resort before eight o’clock tomorrow morning.”

At seven o'clock, deafening salutes were heard in Sadara, Medes, or other major cities in Lanze.

The carnival night before the Summer Festival kicks off the festival in the Empire.

Countless fireworks illuminated the newly darkened sky again, and the gorgeous colors reflected everyone's eyes into colorful stars, setting off the colorfulness of the festival.

On a sunny day, I was sitting at a food stall in the food court, munching on pig's trotters while watching the countless people in front of me laughing and marveling.

There was a family traveling together. The father held the younger child high while the mother held the older child and had a heated discussion. It was very heartwarming to watch.

The lights of the stage shot into the night sky, brighter than the stars and the moon. Ina and Allen appeared on the huge psychic light screen and sang the praises of summer!

I am in a good mood on a sunny day and the pig's trotters in my mouth taste even better. This kind of holiday is really relaxing.

At the same time and at the same place, on the roof of a top restaurant near the central square, Lan Zetong put a starry sky stone ring on Meili. The two embraced each other sweetly during the festive salute, with smiles on their faces.

On the balcony of a private room downstairs, Taslier looked at the fleeting beauty in the sky with a cold expression.

There are so many people at summer carnivals that no one may even notice if someone disappears. He looked at an eight-year-old child beside the square and fell into that unforgettable memory.