Cheng Qianxun looked for the cloak under the bed, but didn't see it.
So he went to the cabinet, folded Reger's cloak and put it inside.
Maybe the maid found it when she was cleaning the room and thought it had fallen on the floor, so she picked it up, folded it and put it away.
He took it out, wrapped it around his body, and lay under the bed.
Maybe Sneijder will sit downstairs tonight in case there is a real attack.
The sky was getting darker, the moonlight filtered in from the window, Cheng Qianxun sighed slightly, everything was far away, when would his teammates be able to say her name and hate him, and simply write her name in every corner of the castle, so that If your teammates see it at any time, they will always read it out.
Just as I was thinking about it, there was a voice outside the door: "It's better to sleep for a while, maybe that crazy woman Sarah will encourage Louis to attack."
"Okay."
After the three people said good night to each other, Sneijder opened the door and came in.
Cheng Qianxun lay under the bed, silent, waiting for Sneijder to go to bed and fall asleep.
When he fell asleep, she could have a good sleep peacefully like yesterday.
Sneed lay down on the bed, but before she could breathe a sigh of relief, he was down again.
An oil lamp with a pungent smell was held over.
Sneijder squatted in front of the bed and smiled into it: "As expected, it's here.
Come out."
After being discovered, Cheng Qianxun's heart beat faster, and she reluctantly crawled out from under the bed.
Sneed held the oil lamp and said in a commanding tone: "Remove the cloak."
She also did so, knowing that the long sword attached to Sneijder's waist had not yet been removed and could be drawn out at any time.
Sneijder took a step forward and twirled the pendant around her neck: "Sure enough, it's the same as Xue Hu's.
It looks familiar, but I don't know where I've seen it before."
He slightly raised his head and looked at Sneijder in front of him.
He had something to say but couldn't say it out.
Sneijder had forgotten everything, everything.
Sneijder seemed very happy to have found her, and grabbed her shoulders with a bit of excitement.
Shout loudly: "She is here..."
Cheng Qianxun was anxious.
If she was caught at this time, Sneijder would definitely give her to Rudolph, and with her ability, she could not resist at all.
Think of this.
She rushed over, hooked her arms around Sneijder's neck, and blocked Sneijder's mouth with a kiss.
"Well..."
Sneijder wanted to push her away at first, and his hands moved outward, but in the end he hugged her, holding an oil lamp in one hand and hugging her in the other, and kissed her in the dark ancient castle.
If you are destined to find a man to be attached to, Sneijder is the best candidate.
Among the four teammates, he currently has the highest status, and then some.
He was originally her fiancé, so at least he could bear it psychologically.
If you find other men, when these teammates remember everything, there will inevitably be gaps and disputes.
Apparently, Sneijder had forgotten about her.
But he didn't forget how to kiss.
He immediately changed from passive to responsive, and finally active. . .
After a long kiss, he panted slightly and looked at her with incredible eyes: "You, who are you...Why do I feel like we have known each other before?"
Really know.
Cheng Qianxun looked at him helplessly, but she couldn't say anything because she couldn't speak.
Sneijder hesitated and raised his hand: "Write it to me."
His fingers trembled because of excitement and he wrote the name.
Sneijder looked at the words and frowned slightly: "Cheng" Yes.
She nodded sharply, immense sadness and excitement spreading in her heart.
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Sneijder asked curiously: "Why are you here?
Is it just to hit the noble's head with a jar?"
She shook her head.
She was helpless here, but who could know her suffering?
"All the clay pots here have been put away.
The only thing that can hit people is the oil lamp in your hand."
Sneijder said jokingly, and he asked tentatively: "You don't want people to know you are here."
She nodded again, if she knew she was here, she would be discovered soon, and by daylight, she would transform into a white fox.
I saw Sneijder holding an oil lamp and walking outside.
Cheng Qianxun thought he was going out to call someone, so he quickly went up, hugged his waist, and put his head on his back.
Sneijder was startled at first, then laughed and said, "I just wanted to put the light down."
He put the oil lamp on the wooden table next to him and said incredulously: "I shouldn't have turned my back to you, but I don't know why, but I don't feel the need to be wary of you.
Obviously you didn't want to hit me on the head with those things."
Cheng Qianxun let go of his hand and took a step back, with a bit of fear.
She was afraid that her current teammates had forgotten everything, and all her good feelings were only vague in the depths of their covered memories.
If there is a vital interest, it is possible to draw the sword and kill her.
She is not afraid of death, but she is afraid of harming her teammates who have followed her here.
"You always seem to be so sad and have a lot of things to say in your heart."
Sneijder slowly pinched her chin and looked at her carefully: "No wonder Rudolph is tempted, your look makes me feel...
What can I say, I like it very much.”
The words should have been very offensive, but Sneijder said it very seriously and frankly, making people feel no trace of blasphemy.
Sneijder said with a wry smile: "Unfortunately, I can't marry you.
Since Rudolph likes you very much, you might as well marry him.
He will treat you well."
When Sneijder turned around and was about to go out again, Cheng Qianxun hugged his waist and couldn't let him go out to find Rudolph.
She didn't want to follow Rudolph.
In fact, Sneijder was her fiancé.
Although she had died once more, she had not forgotten Sneijder's care all the way in the underworld.
He is a good man, a good man who can be trusted.
"Don't look for other men.
In fact, you are my man, but you have forgotten..."
Cheng Qianxun hugged Sneijder, who was trying to stay awake but was breathing faster, and hooked his arms around his neck.
Then his lips slowly moved up. . .
Sneijder could no longer calm down.
His whole body felt as hot as a fever even through several layers of clothes.
He held the mute woman with unusual initiative in his arms, lowered his head and kissed her deeply.
When Cheng Qianxun followed Sneijder to the bed and was pressed on the bed by him, he didn't want to resist at all.
People in heaven can watch it if they want.
She is a mortal and has mortal feelings.
She would rather fall into Sneijder's arms again.
Sneijder was so excited that he kissed her deeply and reached out to lift up her robe.
His strong hands went all the way up, and she hugged Sneijder tightly.
When his kiss was through the thin When she sucked the fabric on her chest, her whole body started to tremble.
Suddenly, shouts came from outside: "Oh no, Marquis Louis' men are coming in."
Sneijder trembled all over and immediately got up, arranging his slightly messy clothes.
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Reger's roar sounded outside: "What's going on?
I didn't even say a word about the siege."
Cheng Qianxun also followed Sneijder and ran to the window.
A knight holding a torch downstairs shouted angrily: "Your servant Werner pretended to pass on your order and opened the city gate.
As a result, those knights rushed Come in and kill anyone who resists.
Many people have surrendered to them and are now coming here to kill them."
Reger, who was standing at the window, was so angry that he jumped on his feet: "This bastard, if you catch him, you will definitely skin him.
Call everyone who can come in, close the door, block obstacles, and prepare to fight back."
Sneijder turned his head and smiled bitterly: "It seems that we can't be gentle for the time being."
Cheng Qianxun held his cheeks with both hands without hesitation and kissed him hard on the lips.
Sneijder was stunned for a moment, then raised the corner of his mouth: "Okay, you stay here until I drive them all away.
Otherwise, I will let Regel or Gordon marry the Marquis' daughter no matter what."
At this time, he also liked to joke.
This was Sneijder's style.
Cheng Qianxun burst into laughter and watched Sneijder turn around, draw out his sword, and strode out.
The knights who were resting in the yard all got up and raised their swords and swore loyalty to the death.
The door was closed and the heavy bolt was driven into it.
After counting the number of people, there were about seventy people left, as well as some serfs who had fled into the yard after hearing the news.
Gordon also raised his sword and shouted: "As long as we hold out until dawn, fifty of my knights will come over, and maybe they will attack from both front and back."
That was also a psychological tactic.
Fortunately, Rudolf was also in the yard.
He asked someone to put a heavy object on the door, and then gathered all the grease wood in the yard.
After a while, there was a shout outside, and Louis' people arrived.
I heard Louis shouting outside, with pride: "You three, how is the discussion going, who will marry my daughter?"
Sneijder shouted loudly: "I'm sorry, Lord Marquis Louis, I am too ill to marry your daughter.
And Duke Charles has agreed to marry his daughter to me, and I am still considering it.
What if Duke Charles knows that you If you insist on asking me to marry your daughter, it will be somewhat detrimental to you."
"Go away!"
Louis cursed: "Duke Charles only has a daughter, and she is only five years old now."
"Yes."
Sneijder made up a lie without blinking an eye.
He said sophistry: "That's why I considered it, otherwise I would have married earlier."
Gordon also shouted: "Mr.
Duke Louis, it's not that I don't want to marry your daughter.
My poor wife just died.
I have to wait for two or three years, otherwise it would be too ruthless and unjust.
I really don't want to If you are delaying your daughter, why don't you ask if your daughter is willing to wait two or three years?"
After shouting, he gritted his teeth and cursed: "In three years, let's see if she will also fall into the river and drown."
Sneijder nodded and said seriously: "Well, if she can't drown, just find a way to make her die in bed."
Everyone was secretly amused, but accidents are too easy in this era.
Moreover, the medical conditions are immature and too many people die young.
Getting the flu or something like that can also lead to pneumonia.
Reger became anxious and said loudly: "Marquis Louis, to be honest with you, I am really sick.
The doctor said that I must take good care of my body.
Marrying my wife will definitely accelerate my physical failure.
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Are you trying to murder me?"
, took away my property.
I don’t want your daughter to become a viscountess soon and use my property to marry someone else.
So you go back first and wait for two or three years.
If my health is still not good, then you can do it.
Marry Viscount Gordon."
"It's full of nonsense."
Sarah shouted from outside: "Give it to me, beat it down first and then talk about it."
"Come on!"
The roar outside was deafening
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