Crazy host sweet temptation, cold licking the main god and acting coquettish

Hu Zhi suddenly felt very glad that he listened to Si Mo's words.

Because within two minutes of him returning to his room, there was a knock on his door.

"Who is it?" The man stood up cautiously, moved slowly to the door handle, and looked out through the small hole of the golden cat's eye.

The person knocking on the door outside didn't say anything, but knocked even harder.

The sound was deafening, echoing throughout the entire corridor on the second floor, as if it was going to knock a hole in the wooden door.

"Coming, coming..." Hu Zhi said as he opened the door, and in an instant the housekeeper's face came into view.

He studied Hu Zhi with his exceptionally sharp eagle eyes, carefully observing whether his breathing was rapid or not.

"Nothing happened last night." The housekeeper narrowed his eyes suspiciously, looking past Hu Zhi and trying to look into the space inside his room.

"No." Hu Zhi asked briefly, "Is there anything else?"

"really?"

"If you don't believe me, you can just watch." As he said this, he made room for an empty seat and frankly showed the situation behind him to the butler.

"No, it's time for breakfast." The housekeeper said, "Please clean up first, I will go and notify others."

Hu Zhi nodded and watched the housekeeper leave. After closing the door, he leaned his back against the wall and exhaled a suppressed breath.

When he came back, he took off his shoes and rubbed his hair to create the illusion that he had just woken up. The housekeeper probably noticed this and did not suspect too much.

Logically, he should have notified others starting from the first room after going up the stairs, but his room was obviously on the other side, so the housekeeper said this on purpose.

Because he was so nervous, he didn't even notice that it was already dawn outside.

After making the beds and going out, other people also arrived at the restaurant one after another.

As soon as Hu Zhi arrived, he saw two people sitting next to each other on his left. Shao Yan poured milk for Si Mo as if no one was around, and even cut the fresh sandwich on the plate and almost handed it to the person's mouth.

Looking to the side, he saw two men with the same confused look on their faces—Xiang Nanyu.

Hu Zhi sat over.

"No, what are you two doing?" Xiang Nan opened his mouth in astonishment, and the fork in his hand fell into the plate with a bang.

"Gay sex is prohibited in dungeons! Do you understand the rules?!"

Just one night had passed and Xiangnan felt like the sky was falling.

"Hey." Hu Zhi patted Xiang Nanyu's shoulder comfortingly and gave him a look of sympathy.

……

After breakfast, the butler organized everyone to gather in the open space outside the villa. I don’t know when it was placed there. Logically speaking, the time difference was too short. How did he do it?

In front of the huge fountain, a long, pitch-black wooden box was quietly placed there. Shao Yan and Si Mo could of course recognize that this was the coffin that was originally placed in the room on the third floor.

What's inside there should be the body of the little princess.

Behind the coffin was a huge black cloth covering the concave slot, and in front were three white candles and some fresh white roses as offerings.

Anyone could tell what this thing was. They were brought to see this scene early in the morning. Most importantly, the box kept emitting a foul stench, and they almost vomited the breakfast they had just eaten.

But the butler seemed very serious this morning. He put away his usual smile and stared at them with his eyelids drooped. If anyone made an unbearable expression, he would immediately get angry. If that person did not stop vomiting, he would go over and solve the problem himself.

"Today, a sacrificial ceremony is being held in the manor."

The butler glanced at everyone and said slowly: "What you see now is the little princess of our manor. I hope everyone can show her the utmost submission and respect."

After hearing this, everyone lowered their heads and looked at the people around them, with different expressions.

"Time's up." After hearing a few mechanical beeps from the pocket watch in the butler's hand, he stood up and officially announced: "Next, you all need to come individually to offer white roses to complete the sacrifice. Let the little princess' soul rest in peace."

"Remember, be sincere."

After giving the instructions, the butler slowly came to Xiang Nanyu, raised his hand and said, "You're the first one!"

"?" Xiang Nanyu widened his eyes and pointed at himself with his index finger. The butler glanced at him indifferently and urged him silently.

Ok.

Xiang Nanyu took a rose from his hand, looked forward, and walked straight to the coffin.

He placed the white rose on the coffin in front of him, leaned down slightly and bowed.

This was equivalent to setting an example for everyone. Bowing was already considered polite. After all, they didn't know the little princess here, and they couldn't ask them to cry on the spot. Otherwise, how could they show their sincerity? ?

Turning back, I saw that the butler didn't say anything, but just calmly instructed: "Next."

Hu Zhi went over and did the same thing.

But compared to Xiangnan, he cares more about his own life. His only hope is to get out alive.

So he bent even more seriously when he bowed, not at all perfunctorily, bowing at a ninety-degree angle, for fear that the little princess' spirit in heaven would not be able to sense his sincerity.

The butler gave him a satisfied look. Almost all the dozen people here were ready, except for Shao Yan and Si Mo.

Others didn’t know Shao Yan’s identity, but the housekeeper knew it.

I can't let my brother be the younger generation...

So he skipped him for the time being and looked at Si Mo: "It's your turn."

So what if he was the master's wife? At least no one knew about it in front of these people. Otherwise, he would have no reason to ask Si Mo to do this. After the mourning period was over, Shao Yan inherited the title of Earl, and she would be the real Countess.

But fortunately, this scene is unlikely to happen.

……

The last white rose was handed to Si Mo. Before he could step forward, the butler suddenly reached out and embraced him: "Before that, you should hand over the things first."

Si Mo paused, tilted his head and asked, "What is it?"

All eyes were on the two of them at once, and the housekeeper said, "Why are you pretending to be confused?"

"Your Highness's doll is on you."

"Oh, this." Si Mo seemed to have just remembered: "Didn't I tell you last night that it has been placed in your Highness's coffin?"

“It’s not with me now.”

"You're lying!" The butler was immediately enraged and said angrily, "I clearly..."

He hadn't finished speaking when he suddenly stopped talking after thinking of something.

"Hmm?" Si Mo reacted quickly and asked sharply, "Mingming what?"

"I checked after I left, and there was nothing in the coffin, right?"

The butler remained silent.

Si Mo said again: "But you keep saying you respect others, how can you open the coffin without permission?"

"I think you are the one who is most disloyal to her, right?!"