[Chapter 40]: Meet again, Elizabeth! (third more)
Elizabeth has not been having a good time these days.
She was in a bad mood.
It's not that Her Royal Highness's romance novels were confiscated again, but because Elizabeth has never read other romance novels since she heard "Romeo and Juliet", a great love story that ended in tragedy…
To this day, whenever she recalls this story, Elizabeth is still shocked by the poignant and beautiful love of Romeo and Juliet that is disregarding the secular, self-defeating, and moths to the flames.
Comedy is often seen laughing, laughing and forgetting.
Yet tragedy is memorable.
"Ah~"
Elizabeth was wearing pink pajamas, her cute little feet were crossed, and she sat on the velvet-soft carpet without the image of a princess, and the blanket was surrounded by books scattered on the floor.
She sighed and frowned.
Delicate and beautiful facial features are covered with a touch of sadness!
"Crack~"
She threw the book far away in her hand.
Then I picked up a love novel of "The Knight and the Princess" and read it.
Three minutes later, with another "pop", the book was smashed on the door by her.
"Ahhhh! What kind of rubbish novels are these? Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu00"
Elizabeth cried frantically.
While shouting, he slammed the floor with two white pink fists to vent his emotions.
"Your Highness, what happened?"
The earl's maid who heard the movement hurried over.
"Joanna, these romance novels you found for me are too vulgar. Has your aesthetic level decreased?"
Elizabeth said angrily, "The carriage you pulled back last time, I could only read two or three books… I still read it reluctantly! Can't you find some good books for me?"
When the earl's maid named Joanna heard the words, the corners of her mouth twitched…Princess! It's not that my aesthetic level has decreased, it's that your aesthetic has improved!
Ever since Her Royal Highness the Princess came back from Fort Jackson, she couldn't read any of the novels she loved to read.
God is pitiful, can a classic, soulful love story like "Romeo and Juliet" be found just by looking for it? A writer who has the ability to write such a tragedy is definitely a master of literature!
Joanna actually cried at that time…
"Hey, Your Royal Highness, you can just do it. You haven't liked tens of thousands of romance novels, so it's not the book's problem." Joanna's expression was serious, "It's your problem!"
"I don't care, I don't care!" Elizabeth shook her head like a rattle.
"His Royal Highness, your research and accomplishments in romance novels have reached the peak of the world. It's time to put it down! If you leave the book, you will fall in love with other things." Joanna persuaded earnestly.
"I don't listen I don't listen!"
Elizabeth's beautiful eyes were full of grievances, "How can I let go of love? I'd rather die without love!"
"What I told you to put down is a love novel! It's not love! The former is a book, and the latter is a real man. There is a fundamental difference between the two. You have never kissed a man's mouth, you have a fart love!"
Joanna was also a little crazy.
Why are you so stubborn?
"I made a decision!"
Elizabeth suddenly said something inexplicably.
She stood up from the ground, little hands on her hips, her big blue eyes were full of unyielding spirit: "I want to go to the library in person to find the books I like to read… I don't believe it anymore, there are millions of books in the collection. , I can't even find a book comparable to "Romeo and Juliet"!"
"Change my clothes, let's go to the library!"
Joanna's face was expressionless, but she actually sneered in her heart, not crying without seeing the coffin.
…
The sun is shining high during the day.
It's time for vampires to take a break from get off work and go home to sleep.
On the second floor of the library, the administrator's room.
The windows were wide open, and the scorching sunlight poured in.
Fang Qingyan's slender body is standing upright, his hands are naturally drooping, his eyes are closed, and his whole body is bathed in sunlight… He is meditating, cultivating the power of the sun.
The skin has turned red gold, and strands of the sun's essence and fire are separated from the sunlight, like thousands of spiritual snakes, penetrating through the 48,000 pores of the body, and finally blending into the blood.
Cultivation is like rowing a boat against the current, and it cannot be abolished in one day.
Every day at noon, when the sun rises three poles and the sun is at its strongest, Fang Qingyan will insist on practicing the power of the sun for three hours.
No matter how strong the system is, it is only auxiliary.
If you want to become a strong person, there is one thing that is indispensable, and that is "self-discipline"!
Especially after reaching the Marquis, the progress of cultivation will be surprisingly slow, and many people will become extremely frustrated and lose patience, so they will no longer cultivate and become a salted fish.
Fang Qingyan is a very self-disciplined person who can stand loneliness.
"Ok?"
Suddenly, his eyes opened and closed, and the red-golden flames in his eyes gradually extinguished.
The mental power sensed that someone was approaching the library.
He got out of Yang Yan mode and returned to normal.
After letting go of his perception and examining it carefully, a youthful and lively beautiful figure appeared in his mind…
Fang Qingyan was stunned for a moment, then the corners of his mouth turned up and he smiled.
"How can this house girl come to the library when she has time? Just so, let's see if I can get the key."
"See you again, Elizabeth."
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