So... do I need to pay for my former home now if I want to go back to my former home?!

Her eyes widened.

However, just when the girl with a wonderful expression was in a mess, she handed over two tickets:

"She and I, both."

It's the wind.

Seeing the wind, the guards instantly filled with smiles and looked respectful and pleasing:

"It's the Elf Priest! Elf Priest, you don't have to pay your tickets, all the priests can visit the palace for free!"

"It's okay, I bought it anyway."

The wind smiled.

After receiving the ticket, the guards quickly made way and asked enthusiastically:

"Master Priest, do you need a guide? I can find the best guide for you! The former palace nobles were very familiar with the palace and would definitely bring you a great tour experience!"

Palace nobles!

Theresa's heart trembled and she was a little nervous.

She was afraid of being recognized.

"No, no need."

Feng shook his head and smiled:

“We already have the best guide.”

Theresa breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that the wind refused the other party.

"Okay, since you don't need it, I wish you a good time!"

The guard smiled.

...

After ten years of separation, Teresa entered the palace again.

The tall palaces and walls seem to be no different from ten years ago, but the strict guards are gone, replaced by tourists coming and going, as well as gardeners who trim gardens.

Looking at this familiar and unfamiliar everything, the scene of bloody battles ten years ago flashed in front of her from time to time. The girl stroked the gray-white rocks of the palace, with complex eyes.

She sighed and continued to move forward, and before she knew it, she came to the palace that once belonged to her.

Not far away, a middle-aged guide who was worn out but could vaguely tell the good material. He looked like a decaying nobleman was holding a magic loudspeaker and enthusiastically introduced what to the curious tourists.

Teresa looked over and always felt that the other person looked familiar.

The middle-aged man's face was frosty, his temples were white, and his skin was dark.

He smiled and said croakingly, which made tourists laugh from time to time.

Teresa couldn't help but leaned over curiously and finally recognized the other party's identity.

This guide turned out to be a former court viscount, and it seemed that his name was...Felix.

At the same time, she finally heard clearly what the other party was saying.

He was actually talking about the past palace secrets!

In the middle, even involved Maria II, as well as Teresa's father and mother.

This guide seemed to be quite familiar with the old palaces, and he could pick up all kinds of noble names, and he also said a lot of things very well and vividly.

For example, the affair between Maria II and Bishop Winster, the underground relationship between Teresa's mother and the guards... and so on, all kinds of secrets, such as meaty and yellow, exciting and exciting.

The tourists around him were excited and cheered.

But Theresa was trembling with anger.

There is nothing else, because the other party is completely nonsense!

Those so-called secrets are completely false and lies!

Listening to the disgusting mouth of the flattering guide's erotic history that was completely non-existent about his parents, Teresa felt disgusting and extremely angry.

After all, the anger overcame the tension, she stepped forward and trembled and scolded:

"Shut up! These are all lies! They are all lies!"

As soon as Teresa interrupted, everyone instantly focused their eyes on her, and some tourists said with some displeasure:

"How do you know it's fake?"

"That's right, the nobles are so ugly..."

Teresa was stunned and even more angry. She stared at the middle-aged guide with a shocked face and angrily scolded:

"Felix, you hypocritical bastard! Don't slander me anymore...the former imperial royal family!"

The middle-aged guide was stunned. He stared at Teresa in a daze, looked at her for a moment, and suddenly trembled with an excited look on her face:

"Your Majesty? You... are you His Majesty Teresa?!"

"His Majesty?"

The tourists around were stunned.

Their eyes wandered between Theresa and the middle-aged nobles, and their expressions were stunned.

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty! You are still alive! You are still alive!"

Felix passed over the crowd, knelt in front of Teresa with a plop, and said with tears in his nose.

Seeing him like this, the tourists became turbulent in an instant, and their eyes were focused on Teresa.

"His Majesty Teresa?"

"Is he crazy?"

"No...I heard that he was once a little nobleman in the palace..."

"Hiss...Is it really the little queen? Theresa II?"

"But isn't the little queen dead?"

"God knows...isn't there any rumor, isn't the little queen actually pretending to die and escape?"

"Hiss... Looking at it like this, she does look like the portrait in the palace!"

“…”

Looking at the scrutinized eyes, listening to the tourists' comments, Teresa's heart tightened and she became nervous in an instant.

Recognized...

Been recognized!

In an instant, all kinds of scenes flashed through the girl's mind, and she seemed to have returned to that fearful night again.

She seemed to see angry people besieging the palace, she seemed to see angry people shouting her name angrily...

She seemed to see that the angry faces gradually coincided with the tourists in front of her.

He seemed to see… a tourist who recognized his identity pushed her to the execution ground again.
Chapter completed!