"Queen." At this time, a respectful voice came over.

Ranbai nodded slightly, his eyes fell on the guards with neither light nor heavy eyes, and his red lips opened: "What's the matter?"

"The king, please come here."

"oh."

Guard:???

Then what? Is there any more?

How did he answer this?

Snow White stood aside and burst into laughter.

The guard quickly lowered his head and spoke respectfully: "Princess."

"How long will you waste?" Ranbai stretched out his slender fingers and placed them in the sun, which were so beautiful and dazzling.

Ranbai nodded with satisfaction and chuckled with pleasure.

Secret Guard:?

Confused strength.

"Leading the way." Ranbai spit out two casual words.

"Oh oh." The guard suddenly realized, "Queen, go here."

The noble and cool face of dyed white.

The guards brought to Ranbai to a cloakroom, "Queen, the king is inside."

Ranbai walked in and looked at the two tailors standing there respectfully and gestured with excitement. He raised his eyebrows, his expression a little strange.

This is a fairy tale that broke into the king's new outfit?

The king stood there with a calm look on his face. Seeing Ranbai, a trace of surprise and urgency flashed through his eyes, and he hurriedly came forward, "Dear Lord Witch, you are here."

Ranbai:...Dear Lord Witch?

Ranbai silently searched the original owner's memory.

The original owner and the king were together for gold, silver and jewelry, delicacies and luxury enjoyment.

The king married the original owner because the original owner was a witch, and his ability was a little strange.

So the two hit it off and became a false marriage without the truth.

On the day of becoming the queen, the original owner proudly emphasized that she should call her respected witch.

"What's up?"

Hearing Ranbai's question, the king glanced at the two tailors standing there and coughed, "Dear Lord Witch, let's talk up."

beside,

The king looked around and confirmed that no one eavesdropped. Then he spoke to Ran Bai in a low voice: "Dear witch, have you seen those two tailors?"

"Nonsense." Ranbai looked disgusted, "Do you think I'm blind?"

king:"……"

OK, nonsense.

"They said they wanted to make a unique piece of clothing for me, and said that only smart people can see this piece, but stupid people cannot see it." Speaking of this, the king looked sad and said with a sob: "I am a dignified king of a country, but he actually..." The king's true expression became more and more sad and angry. After the last slap in the wall, he suddenly made a "bang" sound, "I can't see this piece of clothing!"

Ranbai calmly held the magic wand and looked at this scene lightly.

The next second,

The king jumped and covered his hands, grinned his teeth, and his face was twisted, "Oh, my hand, my hand..."

Ranbai looked away silently.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the king.

The king was dressed, with a very arrogant expression, and looked noble and solemn, "What to see!"

"Oh, dear king, have you heard a word?" Ranbai looked at the king with a smile.

"What?" the king asked subconsciously.

"Mental-retarded children have a lot of joy." Ranbai's slow opening, and the voice that was spit out between the thin lips and the lip lip was clear and pleasant.

"What does mental retardation mean?" The king asked in a curious tone based on the truth that he had to ask if he didn't understand.
Chapter completed!