A rope went around in a circle, with only a palm-sized piece of black ice silk cloth in the middle.

"What...what is this?"

"Back...back to Your Majesty the Queen, this is your dress." The maid trembled: "This is made by the best tailor in the royal city overnight. It is made of ice lotus silk, the most personal-fitting material."

"You...what do you call this thing here...a formal dress?" [Queen of Winter] instantly felt as if she was struck by lightning. Isn't this Ding...what is that?

"Yes." The maid nodded: "Isn't this a decree issued by Her Majesty the Queen, allowing people across the country to unify the traditional clothing of [Early Winter Song] today? This three-point two-piece suit can only be worn by your Majesty.

Yes, use the least amount of cloth."

"?-?" [Queen of Winter]'s legs softened and she sat directly on the chair. She swallowed her saliva and asked: "Who...who can tell me what this [Early Winter Song] traditional festival is?

of?"

"It is a traditional winter sport, a race across the glacier in early winter!"

[Queen of Winter] suddenly took a breath of cold air. She quickly ran to the window, opened the window, and looked out. She saw a long line of people waiting outside the palace door.

Guests entering the palace for a banquet.

Seeing a large group of women in swimsuits who were still able to perform tricks, and a large group of guests wearing beach shorts and beach shoes... and swimming rings, [Queen of Winter] almost blacked out.

"It's over...it's over, it's over...I'm really done this time!!" [Queen of Winter] wailed directly, "Then who...has there been any secret escape tunnel built in our palace?"

"Okay...it doesn't seem to be right? Your Majesty...Your Majesty?! Your Majesty, what's wrong with you! It's not good! Her Majesty has fainted! Someone come quickly!!"

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Deep inside the palace.

Although it is a national holiday, the soldiers stationed here do not dare to leave because Her Majesty the Queen has given an order, and the soldiers cannot leave without her personal instructions.

The soldiers did not leave, but they were not guarding either.

The soldiers from the first level of the level had all fallen to the depths of the huge dungeon on the ground, and there was only one walking figure at this time.

Soldier,【Stanley】.

He walked through the dungeons and finally came to the cell with many ice sculptures... [Stanley] looked at the ice sculptures in the cell and couldn't help but change his face slightly.

"These are... managers of the Seven Capitals!"

It can be seen from the expressions of these ice sculptures how frightened they were when they were frozen. [Stanley] used his sword to pry open the door lock and walked among the ice sculptures, his face becoming more and more solemn.

He silently counted the number of these ice sculptures and the identities of the corresponding characters, and finally walked out of the cell with a hint of fear.

He continued to go deeper here, but it was not the deepest point yet.

"Strange, why is this cell open?"

The cell was open, and you could clearly see that it was empty.

[Stanley] frowned, and more cautiously went deep into the innermost cell again. He saw another ice sculpture.

The moment he saw the ice sculpture, [Stanley]'s solemn expression disappeared, replaced by anger and fear, "St. John!"

He couldn't believe what he was seeing, but it was happening right in front of him.

Everything he encountered in this dungeon was no longer something he could handle... [Stanley] took a deep breath and quickly turned around. He knew he needed to leave this place as soon as possible.

When he turned around, a figure appeared in front of him.

[Stanley] was startled and instinctively backed away, even drawing out his sword, "Who is it?"

In front of him was a man wearing a fox mask.

"Do you know who the person is here?" the man in the fox mask suddenly asked.

[Stanley]'s heart trembled, and he subconsciously said: "I don't know!"

The man in the fox mask suddenly said again: "Do your shoes still fit?"

[Stanley]'s face changed slightly, and he seemed to be more nervous than the previous question, "What... what shoes! I don't know what you are talking about!"

"I'm referring to Cinderella's glass slippers." The man in the fox mask smiled and said, "That pair of magic shoes...are you wearing them on your feet, Miss Assman?"

"How do you know..." [Stanley] suddenly dropped the sword in his hand to the floor, with a look of horror on his face.

"This is what I left in your clothing store." The man in the fox mask whispered: "Miss Asman, have you forgotten me?"

"It's you!"

He... She screamed, and saw a faint flash of light, and the soldier [Stanley] had turned into a beauty wearing crystal shoes.

A pale beauty.
Chapter completed!