The script of Quick Transmigration has gone astray

There was a knock on the door, accompanied by the soft voice of the maid, "Your Highness Cassie, your morning tea is ready."

French?But he can understand.

Jiang Zuojun put on his clothes and tied his blond hair back. If he wasn't afraid of being too abrupt, he would have wanted to cut this long curly blond hair.Looking at the indifferent handsome man with blond hair and blue eyes in the glasses, he frowned, adjusted his emotions and said, "Come in."

The maid pushed the dining car in, saluted respectfully, and then put the tea in front of Jiang Zuojun with a soft smile: "Your Highness Cassie, your gown has been made, Manager Eve asked me to let you know."

Jiang Zuojun, who was sitting at the table, looked up and saw a girl in a black and white maid outfit. She was not bad, and he smiled slightly at the person, "Go and tell Eve, I'll be there in a while."

The maid's heart skipped a beat, she lowered her eyes in embarrassment, her pretty face blushed, she nodded desperately, and pushed the dining car out of the room.The gloomy Highness Cassie actually smiled, her smile was so charming, dazzling like a star, sweeping away the lifelessness of the previous few days, she wanted to bring this good news to others.

Glancing at the closed door, Jiang Zuojun poured himself a drink, leaned back on the soft leather chair, and sipped his morning tea comfortably.In the last world, he was not hungry but he didn’t eat well either. His appetite had been nurtured in ancient times, so it was a miracle that he survived the end of the world.He picked up a piece of pumpkin pie and tasted it, his eyes lit up, now he has the backpack function...

Jiang Zuojun became interested, and after eating enough, he put the remaining desserts into his backpack, wiped his hands, and left the room gracefully.

The aisle is covered with a beautifully crafted red carpet, feeling the softness of the soles of the feet, Jiang Zuojun raised his mouth slightly, finally came to a world where he can enjoy the blessings, he can't hang up early.

Going down along the gracefully curved wrought iron handrails, the hard and clean marble steps, the classical oil paintings on the walls of the stairs, and the exquisite huge relief paintings make the stair space show a stylish atmosphere and high grade.

This is the palace in Western Europe. Although I don't know which country it is in the middle ages, but according to the urgency of the novel, it is a clear choice to protect IQ without researching it.

Along the way, there were servants who greeted him, and Jiang Zuojun smiled back. He came to Eve's clothing cabinet under the eyes of all kinds of nympho. Eve is in charge of the prince's clothing production, and became the manager here at the age of 45.This attic is a clothing-making pavilion used by the royal family. It brings together the best skillful people in the country to design and make clothing for the royal family members, and all of them are purely handmade.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Eve, who was gesturing towards the model, and the other maids stopped their work. Eve smiled when she saw Cassie at the door, and didn't care about the crow's feet at the corners of her eyes. She stepped forward to salute respectfully. Said: "Honorable Highness Cassie, you are here, your dress is over there." She pointed to the white dress on the stone model in the middle, "You try it first, if you are not satisfied, I will modify it as soon as possible."

Eve led Jiang Zuojun to the fitting room inside. This is the prince's usual style. She doesn't like extraneous eyesight, and she has always adhered to this requirement.

A few minutes later, Jiang Zuojun, who had already changed into a white dress, came out of the fitting room, and came to the fitting mirror leisurely. In the mirror, a man with star-like eyes was smiling, and his long golden hair was loosely tied around his head. In the end, it was in stark contrast with the snow-white gown, and the man's dazzling, handsome face and decent temperament were like a prince in a fairy tale, noble and fascinating.

Beautiful is beautiful, handsome is handsome, she is too girly...

Jiang Zuojun took two rounds of photos with satisfaction, and then smiled lightly at Eve, who was in a state of dementia, "It fits very well, I like it very much."

Butterfly couldn't help complaining about the duplicity of the host, and Jiang Zuojun, who had already begun to disintegrate, was still smiling foully, alas, is this really okay?

Eve, who came back to her senses, was full of excitement and joy. She has served in the court for 30 years, and this is the first time she has received Cassie's approval.Thinking back to the prince who was perfunctory in the past, she felt very distressed. The prince is in a good mood today.

After leaving the clothing pavilion, Jiang Zuojun went to the garden according to the original owner's habit, stopped in front of the greenhouse, and unscrewed the exquisite door lock.In this glass greenhouse full of flowers and plants, abundant sunlight pours in through the windows. Every flower is a bright smile, and the sky and the ground are full of joy from eyebrows.

Jiang Zuojun walked among them, these flowers and plants had been watered, and the soil was dry and wet, according to memory, the original owner watered it himself.But a potted plant on the stand caught his attention, and on the cracked soil was a half-pruned dwarf pine.The emerald green pine needles of the past are no longer sharp, drooping lazily, looking angry.

Jiang Zuojun held the potted plant in his hands, and murmured with disdain in his eyes: "Argus, what's wrong with me!" He threw the pot out and said to himself, "You like him, People don't like you, why bother to commit suicide and seek death, man..."

Jiang Zuojun, who has nothing to do with the task, has no time to pay attention to it. What he wants is rebirth, his mother...he still misses her so much...the guilt in his heart is always lingering, even if he takes revenge, his heart can't be forgiven The stupidity I have had.

"His Royal Highness Cassie smashed the potted plant that he had cared for for a long time!" Gardener A exclaimed outside the greenhouse. It was a dwarf pine that the prince had treasured for a long time.

Gardener B hastily covered his mouth, "Hush, keep your voice down, Your Highness hasn't gone far yet."

Gardener C glanced at the Prince's refreshed back, took a tool to clean up the broken glass on the ground, and said coldly, "Don't worry about it, as long as His Highness is happy, why worry so much?" It was the first time he saw the prince's smile differently, it was so charming.

Jiang Zuojun, who was in high spirits, wandered around the magnificent palace in the guide of memory, and then went to the studio. Looking at the dazzling array of portraits of Argus, Jiang Zuojun felt a sense of resentment.

You say that you are a good prince and don’t follow the right path. You follow what others do and follow the fashion. If you say you are gay, you can do it, but at least you can find a way to accept you, right?Although she's a little girly, at least I'm a prince and a man, is it necessary to hang myself on a tree...

The butterfly in the space was amused by Jiang Zuojun's appearance, and it was very hard to hold back his laughter, but he still admired its host's ability to complain.

Ten minutes later, except for the fine paintings of the original owner, all the portraits of Argus were stuffed into the fireplace, and when a match was dropped, all of them were turned into ashes.

The smell of smoke attracted the attention of the servants. They knocked on the door of the studio and covered their noses when the door was opened. The choking smell of smoke permeated the whole room.Jiang Zuojun walked away, leaving everyone with puzzled faces behind.

Jiang Zuojun, who was swayed by the original owner, returned to his bedroom, lay on the soft velvet bed, let out a sigh of relief, lay on his side, lazily picked up a strand of blond hair and curled it up. Three days later, at the dance, he was very happy. Looking forward to it.

Just look at Jiang Zuojun's little butterfly eyes and you can guess that its host has started to plot people again. This is the rhythm of a big show. It is so excited. General Argus asks for blessings, quack~

At the same moment in the Lanfen Empire, a silver-haired man with a dignified body was standing under the main hall. The neckline of a black silk shirt was embroidered with low-key handmade patterns, and black-gray tights wrapped his slender and strong legs.He lowered his head and said respectfully: "Don't worry, Your Majesty, I will definitely bring you good news."

Carol Last, who was in the high position, smiled gratifiedly. Di Xuan has existed for hundreds of years and is a necromancer secretly supported by the Lanfen Empire. Because of his existence, Lanfen can last for a long time.Carol is very thankful that her grandparents helped Di Xuan when she was in distress, and Di Xuan stayed in Lanfen to repay her kindness.

Looking at this white-haired and childlike mage, Carol's eyes were full of pride, and he asked expectantly, "Master Di Xuan, what level has your necromancy reached now?"

Di Xuan raised her head, her handsome face exuded a clear and elegant look, and the pair of black eyes like splashed ink under her thick eyebrows resembled a falcon.He respectfully replied, "Return to Your Majesty, I can already summon spirits."

Although Carol smiled calmly, he was a little excited in his heart. Being able to summon spirits proved that the necromancer had entered the late stage, and his lethality was extremely powerful. Wherever the undead went, there would be bloody corpses.

"Very well, you go, be sure to pay attention to safety." Carol solemnly instructed.This is an assassination, and if it succeeds, Saiyan will be in his pocket.

Di Xuan exited the hall and disappeared in the blink of an eye. Just now, many memory fragments suddenly appeared in his mind, fragments intertwined among them, filling his whole brain.He thought that there was no mystery in this world that he could not understand, but when those memories were merged bit by bit, the omnipotent Di Xuan showed a dazed expression for the first time in history.

On the top of Mount Ulix at night, the slanting sun shines on Di Xuan's body. The eye-catching three thousand silver threads are in contrast to the black clothes, and the back is mysterious and frightening.

He looked far away, and at the end of his line of sight was the Rhine River beyond the mountains, with a look of longing and reminiscence on his face.

"Ah Jun..." The lingering call overflowed from his lips, scattered in the wind, overwhelming emotions churned in his internal organs, making him unable to extricate himself.

Where are you in this life...

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Undead settings refer to game characters,

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Is there a crazy person in this world? !