[Fifth Personality] Escape from the manor

WEAT.

Joseph prepared a corset for her, still a corset with metal materials.

This kind of corset was very common among noble women in the Middle Ages. Wearing this kind of rococo skirt, this kind of corset is essential.The aesthetics of the pursuit of thin waists to deformities in the Middle Ages was also one of the reasons for the birth of this corset.

After wearing this kind of corset, not to mention running and other big movements, I am afraid that even breathing will become difficult.

What's more: she really can't wear this kind of corset by herself.There is also a reason why the aristocratic ladies in Europe in the Middle Ages needed the help of a maid to change their clothes. Without a maid, at least this kind of corset would not be worn.

What was Joseph thinking?

Think she can wear something like this by herself?Or was he really trying to "help"?

No, consider Joseph's decidedly French aristocratic attire.Qiao Yan thinks it is possible that aristocratic men do not understand some aspects of women's clothing...

Qiao Yan looked at the corset in her hand, with a sullen face, she threw the corset on the ground calmly, then kicked it under the cabinet and hid it.

The panniers are all gone, not bad for this one.

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After changing into this skirt, Qiao Yan stood in front of the full-length mirror and looked at it. Although the pannier and corset were removed, it unexpectedly suited her well.

This skirt was matched with a pearl white gauze hair accessory. Wearing this kind of hair accessory can't let your hair loose, so Qiao Yan simply combed her hair, leaving only some behind the ears to modify the shape of her face.

Speaking of which, she really rarely dresses herself up like today.There is no girl who does not like to dress herself up, unless the situation does not allow it.Now that she has put on this skirt, Qiao Yan also wants to indulge a little bit.Since she came to this place, her spirit has been in a tense state and has never been relaxed. At least this time... she wants to be a little willful.

Only this moment.

On the low table next to the dressing mirror were some cosmetics that Qiao Yan didn't know well, and a bottle of perfume in a very delicate package.Qiao Yan uncorked the translucent cork and sniffed it. The perfume smelled very elegant and not pungent.

Although Qiao Yan doesn't know much about those cosmetics, she still knows how to use basic lip balms and eyebrow trimming knives.There is no need for complicated makeup, her skin is already fair, and she only needs to lower her eyebrows and twitch her lips to be beautiful enough.

She is at the best age in a person's life, and youth is the best modification of beauty.

……

The girl in the mirror was wearing a rococo-style long dress, her black hair was half up, white gauze was lightly covering her black hair, and the pearls exuded a faint light.

The person in the mirror is very beautiful, even so beautiful that it is strange.

Qiao Yan looked at herself in the mirror, who seemed to be radiant again, and tried to show a smile.Such a lively and energetic appearance was so far away that it was a little strange to her.

She forgot how long she had been here, and she didn't know when she would be able to leave here.It seems that the endless "game" is wearing away her vitality over and over again.The pressure of survival and the unreachable hope put a layer of death on every participant in the manor game.

[I still have four victories. 】

[I still have one chance to get lost. 】

……

When Qiao Yan opened the door, Joseph stood in front of her.

He was still wearing his unmistakable blue suit, but it was a slight change from usual.Qiao Yan only felt that he looked more refined.

She looked at Joseph carefully, and found that this was not an illusion. The scarf he was wearing was decorated with a bright sapphire, and the headband that tied his hair seemed to have been changed, making it look more gorgeous.

Maybe there were other changes, but Qiao Yan couldn't see it for the time being.

"Although it's a little different from what I imagined..."

The overly delicate young man looked at Qiao Yan, with a smile on his beautiful face:

"But it really suits you."

"Young girls should always dress like this."

He came forward very naturally, raised his hand to stroke a strand of hair from Qiao Yan's forehead, and behaved very intimately.

Qiao Yan couldn't find anything to say, so she could only say dryly:

"……thanks."

If she hadn't been trapped here, she would have finished the college entrance examination, dressed up, and was ready to go on a graduation trip just like other people of her age.

"Young people should be more energetic,"

The hand that stroked the broken hair on Qiao Yan's forehead suddenly moved down and touched her face. Qiao Yan's body tensed slightly, but she didn't back down.

"Relax, nothing bad will happen."

His eyes are so blue that they seem to glow, and when he looks at people and speaks, he has a different kind of charm.The young man's face is as beautiful as time goes by, and his gentle words are confusing.

Qiao Yan smiled very cooperatively, but she didn't relax as she said.Qiao Yan thought sadly and numbly: As long as she hasn't escaped from this game, she can't really relax.

……

Joseph led Qiao Yan to another room. When the door opened, what Qiao Yan saw was a hall covered with silver and white moonlight.

The ceiling of the hall is made of glass, as long as you look up, you can see the vast and mysterious night sky. The cold crescent moon casts its light without hesitation, covering the floor of the hall with a layer of silvery white.

This shocked Qiao Yan a little:

Can the supervisor's room really be called a room?This is simply a manor within a manor...

The sound of the door closing sounded, Qiao Yan turned her head and Joseph stood behind her and looked at her with a smile. Her eyes passed Joseph and looked at the place where the door should have been...

However, it has been integrated with this hall, and there is no trace of it.

Behind her, only Joseph could be seen, but not where she came from.

……

Under the silvery moonlight, the beautiful young man whom time has been attached to salutes her, and then extends his hand to her as an invitation gesture:

"Yan, would you like to dance with me?"

The melodious and soothing music gradually sounded, and the music sounded more ethereal and distant in the empty hall.

As a supervisor, Joseph has a human-like appearance, or even worse, it is difficult to find his outstanding appearance even among humans.His demeanor is elegant and noble, and his expression even reveals a bit of tenderness when he invites the dance, which makes it difficult for people to refuse.

At this moment, he is very much like the gentle and noble prince in a fairy tale.

However, Qiao Yan knew very well that no matter how similar she looked, Joseph was not.He is the regulator, and his inner being is the same as other regulators, there is no difference.

"I……"

Qiao Yan subconsciously wanted to refuse, but when she looked at her dress, she immediately understood why Joseph had to change her clothes: this dress was clearly prepared for the pas de deux.

Qiao Yan sighed slightly in her heart, and then passed her hand over.

The clothes have been changed, the hall is here, and the music is already in place... How could she be allowed to refuse?

At the moment when the two held hands, Qiao Yan thought, would her bottom line be lowered a little bit like this?

……

Joseph held the hand of the girl in front of him, and with a little force, the girl was pulled into his arms, and his other hand naturally wrapped around the girl's waist.

"Can you waltz?"

His face was too close, which made Qiao Yan feel uncomfortable, but his hand on her waist made it impossible for her to escape:

"……Won't."

Qiao Yan seemed to hear Joseph's light laughter:

"It doesn't matter, I'll teach you."

He put his arms around Qiao Yan, and took a step backwards along with the music:

"It's not hard, follow my steps."

……

Forward, backward, circle...

The skirt embroidered with white roses is very beautiful when it is turned around, like flowers blooming in the summer night, with a faint fragrance.

The music became more and more lingering, and even the icy crescent moon above his head became a bit ambiguous.

The flying skirt, the beautiful and gentle noble boy...

Qiao Yan felt that she probably got dizzy after going around too many times, so when the man lowered her head, she didn't have time to react.

Different from his young and beautiful youthful appearance, this kiss was neither green nor rough, with a clear sense of possession and a sense of guidance, leading her to cooperate with it.

The hand around her waist went up little by little until it reached the back of her neck, and the feeling of his hand brushing across her back through the clothes made Qiao Yan tremble inexplicably.

Her breathing gradually heated up, and Qiao Yan, who felt a little lack of oxygen, wanted to escape, but the hand on the back of her neck prevented her from escaping from the gradually deepening kiss.

……

Finally, the kiss is over.

Qiao Yan opened her eyes that she didn't know when to close them, and Joseph's young and beautiful face was in front of her eyes. Compared with the past, that face seemed to be stained with other things.

He hugged her who was a little dizzy due to lack of oxygen and laughed softly:

"The scent of roses suits you very well."

He was talking about the smell of perfume on her body.

It's too ambiguous.

"Monme éternelle, [my eternal soul]

Observetonvu【Looking at your heart】

Malgrélanuitseule【Even if the night is lonely】

Etlejourenfeu【Day Burns】"

He whispered the very familiar poem to Qiao Yan in her ear,

"Like the poem you poured out to me, so is my answer."

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Although she didn't say it directly, Qiao Yan understood what he meant.

Is he showing love?

No, according to him, he was agreeing to her courtship.

Qiao Yan who lost three times