A scholar’s ​​path to becoming a god

Sheng Zhiyu looked at the two groups. The first group included Qi Heyi, and she was used to protecting him.

But the second group includes her best friend Ruan Lu and her good friend Xiang Junyao.

She pondered for a moment and finally chose option 2.

The system prompts:

"Players Ruan Lu and Xiang Junyao have agreed to your team formation application. The copy allocated this time is European continent copy 1: Maleficent.

Your teammates are as follows:

Fixed teammate: Gu Xingzhou

Temporary teammates: Ruan Lu, Xiang Junyao

Players please clear the level as soon as possible. "

Maleficent? This name is indeed very European.

When Sheng Zhiyu came to his senses, he was already in a gorgeous room.

The walls are in the classical and gorgeous European Rococo style, with exquisite patterns.

The dressing table is spacious and bright, with all the cosmetics inside.

There is also a large, soft bed with curtains in the corner, which is very comfortable to lie on.

Sheng Zhiyu walked to the floor-length mirror and found that she was wearing a white lace nightgown.

Her hair turned into curls and hung loosely on the back of her head, and the color of her eyes turned into a dark blue like the starry sky.

Although only the eye color and hair color were changed, it did reduce some of the oriental atmosphere.

She tested her spiritual energy, and sure enough, it was suppressed again. The system mall was closed, and only props and packages could be used.

Fortunately, she was careful this time and put some pills and cows and cats in the package.

"Miss, can I come in?"

There was a knock on the carved door.

What Sheng Zhiyu heard was pure English, and Gu Xingzhou, Ruan Lu and Xiang Junyao should have no problem communicating.

She remembered that Maleficent is a Gallic folktale. This time, instead of using Gaulish, it was in English, which was already reducing the difficulty.

You must know that Gaulish is awkward, and it really doesn’t sound as smooth as English.

"Come in." Sheng Zhiyu cleared his throat and decided to just practice his British pronunciation to prepare for the listening test of the mock exam for freshmen next semester.

A girl wearing a green maid skirt came in carrying a tray with gorgeous dresses: "Miss Yuyu, this is the outfit for the afternoon tea party."

As soon as he finished speaking, the system's reminder light came on.

Sheng Zhiyu was a little surprised. He actually gave a reminder this time?

Sheng Zhiyu asked: "Who is attending this tea party?"

The maid said: "Miss, you have forgotten that it was Princess Orillo who invited you and some noble ladies. She is about to have her eighteenth birthday, so she is a little anxious."

"It's just her 18th birthday, why is she anxious?" Sheng Zhiyu asked curiously.

The maid explained: “Because Princess Orillo was a premature baby, she was born eight months into the queen’s belly.

When she was just born, the king was worried that she was weak, so he invited twelve fairies to bless the princess and forgot to invite the remaining witch.

The witch thought that the king and queen looked down upon them, so she went without permission and cursed the little princess, saying that she would be stabbed by a spindle and die when she was eighteen years old.

Fortunately, there was a fairy who didn't give the blessing, but the witch's curse was too powerful, so he had to change the spell to fall into a deep sleep, and he could not wake up unless he received a kiss from true love. "

Sheng Zhiyu twitched his lips, this story was exactly the same as the original story.

But in the original story, the princess fell into a deep sleep, and a hundred years later the prince broke through the obstacles and woke her up with the kiss of true love.

If you follow this plot direction, let alone clear the level, the day lily will be cold.

Therefore, what she can do is to prevent Princess Orillo from falling into a deep sleep.

"Miss, let me put you into a dress." The maid took out a corset.

Sheng Zhiyu felt a headache as soon as he saw the waistband.

In the Middle Ages in European and French continent, women did regard thin waists as beautiful, so they wore very large skirts and used corsets to constrict their ribs until they were deformed.

It is comparable to foot binding in ancient China and is extremely harmful to women in the long run.

Sheng Zhiyu said: "I don't think I need to tie my waist. My waist is already very thin."

The maid looked at her, then measured her waist, and said in surprise: "Miss, why has your waist become so thin? Is it because you have been losing weight recently?"

Sheng Zhiyu coughed: "Yes."

The maid's eyes moved upward: "But I feel like your breasts have gotten bigger."

Sheng Zhiyu laughed awkwardly: "Illusion, maybe it's an illusion."

She is quite confident about her figure.

But the maid said: "You still need to tie your waist, I will help you tie it loosely. There are no noble daughters who don't tie their waists."

Seeing her persistence, Sheng Zhiyu had no choice but to let her tie it up for him.

Her waist was very slender and didn't need to be tightly corseted, but the corset and bustle made her a little uncomfortable.

If given a choice, she would rather wear a white T-shirt and jeans.

When the maid wanted to take out the lead powder and apply it on her, Sheng Zhiyu gave up completely: "I don't want to apply this."

Medieval aristocratic women really wanted to be beautiful, not to mention this one.

The maid said: "All noble ladies must apply it."

Sheng Zhiyu said: "The princess is in a bad mood. Who can I show to when I dress up beautifully?"

The maid thought about it and was right: "Miss's skin is already fair enough, and there is really no need to apply lead powder."

Sheng Zhiyu breathed a sigh of relief.

She now seriously doubted whether Princess Orillo fell into a deep sleep due to poisoning from cosmetics.

After putting on makeup, the maid put Sheng Zhiyu's hair into a luxurious bun, then put her in a dress and tied a lace ribbon choker around her neck.

This is a light pink and light blue long dress. It is very delicate and complicated, almost like a work of art.

"My lady is so beautiful, she is definitely the most beautiful woman in the kingdom." the maid said with a smile.

"Don't say this casually. Princess Orillo is the most beautiful woman in the kingdom." Sheng Zhiyu was very cautious.

The maid nodded in agreement, and then helped Sheng Zhiyu out of the door.

Sheng Zhiyu's current father is a prominent duke, so he can get in touch with the princess.

At the entrance of the Duke's Villa, a gorgeous carriage had already been parked. Even the driver was dressed very elegantly. It looked like he belonged to a wealthy family.

Sheng Zhiyu got on the carriage, opened the curtain and looked at the scenery outside the sedan.

The people in this kingdom seemed to be living and working in peace and contentment, completely unaware that a disaster was about to come.

Finally arriving at the castle, Sheng Zhiyu went to the palace garden under the guidance of the maid.

There were already two noble daughters here, and one of them was talking to a girl in a dress who was sitting on the seat.

The other one was just sitting there, not looking very talkative.

But when she saw Sheng Zhiyu, she happily greeted her: "Sheng Zhiyu, you are finally here!"

Sheng Zhiyu took a look and saw that Ruan Lu had turned into a blonde and was wearing pink clothes.

But she said this in Chinese, and for a moment both Princess Orillo and the noble daughter looked at her in confusion.

Princess Orillo asked: "Miss Lulu, what did you just say?"