[Beauty and the Beast] Rose Castle

Tension, fear, excitement... intertwined and fermented in the air.His arms wrapped heavily around my waist, occupying my mouth extremely forcefully, his lips and tongue seemed to be drugged. After just a few seconds of kissing, my head felt a little dizzy. After a minute passed, my His hands were too weak to lift.

"boom--"

There was another loud bang, and the whole bed shook.The group of people cursed: "What the hell kind of wood is this, why is it so strong..."

"It seems to be quebracho, the finisher of the axe."

"What should I do? How about moving the bed away together?"

I was startled, subconsciously pushed Lambert away, and looked outside.The greed of this group of people is simply beyond my imagination. They want to cut off the gold-plated bed legs and take them away, but they even want to move the bed.How are they going to move such a big bed?

When my jaw hurt, Lambert put two fingers around my jaw and forced it back to its original position.He seemed very unhappy, his whole body exuded a cold breath, and his hot breath sprayed on my face, one by one, clearly audible.

"——What sound?" Someone noticed it and asked alertly.

I looked at Lambert helplessly.He was offended, squinted, and looked at me coldly, with an accusatory expression on his face, as if to say: Why do you push me away?

I put my finger on my lips and signaled him to be quiet: "Shhh." His eyeballs were scarlet, and he stared at my finger perfectly. .

I had no choice but to wrap my arms around his neck and kiss him again.Sure enough, only kisses could calm him down.After a while, his aggressive restlessness disappeared, and he wrapped his arms around my waist again, buried his head in the crescent of my neck, and rubbed him twice with nostalgia.

……

I was helpless, and while patting his back, I listened carefully to the movement outside, not daring to relax for a moment.

"How can there be any sound, did you hear it wrong?"

"No, I heard that right... There are other things in this room besides us."

"Do you think that giant python is hiding under the bed?"

These words not only made me feel tense, but the atmosphere in the whole basement became weird.Looking out from the bottom of the bed, I saw many people picked up tools and crept to the bottom of the bed. There were axes, sticks, and sharpened hoes... They really couldn't break the bed, but they You can overturn the bed and chop us to death... No, the only one who will be hacked to death is me.

Even though I knew that it was useless to hold my breath at this time, I was still so nervous that I didn't dare to breathe out. I bent my body and was ready to roll back at any time to avoid the oncoming attack.

Rough hands gripped the edge of the bed.Maybe in the next second we will be exposed.There has never been a moment as tense as it is now. What will happen to Lambert after being exposed?what will happen to me

Anxious to a certain extent, it seems that a fuse is ignited in the air, which will detonate unpredictable consequences at any time.My clothes were soaked in hot sweat, but I didn't dare to show any abnormality, lest Lambert would notice something was wrong and attack them first.

How to do how to do……

It's really hard for me.Why should I be in this situation?

Just when I was at a loss, a calm male voice said: "What are you doing here?" A pair of pure white boots came into my field of vision.Unlike the shoddy shoes that surround them, these boots are beautifully crafted in tanned suede, with smooth, clean lines and two gold lion badges below the knees.

It was Ulysses.

Why is he here?

A voice replied: "Your Highness, we suspect that the python is hiding under the bed..."

"That's right." Ulysses said indifferently, "Is the giant python also hidden in the sugar bowl and comb?"

The entire basement was silent, and everyone stood upright, not daring to breathe or refute.Ulysses put on white gloves, held the knight's long sword, and ordered: "Put the things back in place, and then, get out of here."

Probably because the allure of gold was too strong, no one moved for a minute.After a while, someone asked without fear of death: "Didn't Your Highness say that the giant python is in this castle? Since it is the castle of the giant python, why do we have to put things back—"

I found that Ulysses was only overwhelmed when confronted with Lambert.When standing with ordinary people, his aura is as terrifying as a cloud over the top: "When did I say that this is the castle of the giant python?" The understatement made everyone dare not speak again, "Here It is the territory of the royal family. Dare to take things from the royal family, and you don’t want to live anymore?”

Hearing that they might lose their lives, the group of people scattered in fright.I thought Ulysses would leave too, but unexpectedly, after everyone left, he was still standing there, as if he was waiting for something.Did he know in advance that we were hiding under the bed?Now that you know, why do you still help us out?Didn't he spread the rumor that Lambert was a giant python just because he wanted to see the scene of Lambert being crusaded?

My mind was in a mess, with more than a dozen thoughts flashing through.At the same moment, Ulysses said, "Your companions are gone, are you still here?"

He thought I was an accomplice of that group?Thinking of this, I calm down.For some reason, Lambert didn't dislike Ulysses' voice, nor was he vigilant. He casually looked outside the bed, and continued to bury his head in the crescent of my neck.

If Lambert and I go out now, won't Ulysses call all the villagers over and send us to the stake like a heretic?With his hatred for Lambert, it is very possible.I can't have Lambert in his presence.

After thinking about it, I pushed Lambert away, pressed my finger on his lips, shook my head, and said in a breathy voice, "Don't make a sound."

Pushed away suddenly, his face was sullen, his expression was very smelly, and he didn't know if he listened.I had no choice but to raise his chin, let him look at my mouth shape, and continued to say in a breathless voice: "Don't make a sound, and don't go out."

Just like that, he will definitely not listen to me.Sure enough, although his eyes stopped on my lips, his expression gradually turned hot and exposed.This is obviously not the expression that can be seen from the shape of my mouth.I am speechless.

At the same time, Ulysses spoke again: "If you don't come out again, don't blame me for being rude."

Under a lot of pressure, I had no choice but to repeat the old trick, put my arms around Lambert's neck, and kissed his lips fiercely.I still remember the first time I kissed him, I was scared and shy, my heart was beating in panic, and I couldn't even sleep well at night.Who would have thought that after a month, I would become so proficient...

After the kiss was over, Lambert focused a lot.I seized the time and said the request again.

He pointed to his lips thoughtfully, probably because he felt that one was not enough and wanted two.I looked at him blankly, thinking that we should go to the stake together.

He understood my refusal, shrank back dejectedly, and ignored me.

It was just right to ignore me, and at this moment, Ulysses got impatient and strode over, trying to catch me out.I hurriedly climbed out of the bed with hands and feet, raised my hands and said, "...I come out, I come out!"

"It's you." A look of surprise flashed in Ulysses' eyes, and his voice became much gentler, "That blooming rose. Do you remember me?"

The meaning of my name is indeed "blossoming rose", but it is a bit embarrassing to be called by him.I lowered my head, nodded and replied, "Remember... you said you were a royal guard."

"Let me introduce myself again." He said with a smile, "I am Ulysses, Prince of the Northland."

I said dryly, "I have seen Your Highness."

He smiled and didn't answer.I hesitated, are you waiting for me to salute?I don't know the difference between a royal curtsy and an ordinary curtsey... Will he be angry if I do something wrong?

I was embarrassed and nervous, and I didn't know where to put my hands.Not only because he doesn't know how to salute, but also because of Lambert under the bed.What if he suddenly came out and asked for a kiss while we were talking later, that scene would definitely be a hundred times more embarrassing than it is now.

"You seem to be very afraid of me." Ulysses noticed my discomfort, but unlike Lambert, who would leave me alone space, he approached me a few steps, "Why?"

I had no choice but to sit on the bed: "Your Highness is a noble person, it's normal for a commoner like me to be afraid of His Highness's coercion..."

He put one hand on my side, and when he heard my words, he chuckled twice: "Even if you are a commoner, you are a commoner who is more beautiful than a princess. I still remember when we first met, I seemed to say, you Even more beautiful than the roses here...lovely Miss Rose."

My scalp tingled when I heard it: "Just call me Rosa."

"Rosa." He clasped the knuckles of his index finger with his thumb and pushed my chin, "Can you tell me why you, who are so beautiful, would do the same thing of stealing." He pointed to the cloak on me, and Pointing to the boots on my feet, "This, this, is not something you can afford."

My heart skipped a beat, and cold sweat dripped from my palms.

Oops.How can I explain it?

Ulysses looked down at me: "Theft can be big or small. Stealing the royal family is punishable by death. Miss Rosa, what do you think?"

Maybe it was because I was too much frightened today, or maybe it was because his appearance was somewhat similar to that of Lambert. Facing his interrogation, I only felt nervous, not dangerous or afraid.

"I..." My mind turned, "I don't understand what Your Highness means."

"I don't understand."

"Your Highness and I both know that there are no giant pythons that hurt people in this castle, but His Highness deliberately led the angry villagers to come here, allowing them to destroy the gate of the castle, rushing in, smashing and looting, but now he said that this is the royal family's place. The territory, they are not allowed to touch the things of the royal family...Your Highness, what kind of feelings do you have for the owner of this castle?"

Judging from the several conversations he had with Lambert, he is a person who is easily irritated and will turn around and leave when he gets angry.One thing I forgot: he would leave only because he was talking to Lambert.He and I are neither related nor related, and our status and status are so different. If you poke his pain point, you will only send yourself to a dead end.

By the time you realize this, it's too late.Ulysses' complexion changed, he pulled out the knight's long sword and aimed it at me, and asked darkly, "How much do you know?" My neck hurt, and it was the blade that scratched my skin.

"I..." I bit the tip of my tongue angrily, thinking quickly about how to remedy it.In the blink of an eye, a group of black shadows flashed past my eyes. I didn't see what was going on at all, but I saw Ulysses being kicked in the chest by something, and flew backwards, hitting the stone in the basement. On the wall, the knight's long sword in his hand slammed and fell to the ground.

Standing in front of me, Lambert squinted his eyes, staring at Ulysses fiercely and grimly. His fingers, arms, and back tensed up like an animal being stimulated.