"Hehehe
Disgusting cockroaches are just ☆☆ in front of the prince, and the prince is the real royal family."
Bell held up the shovel he found from the palace basement to shovel the soil, grinning and burying Jill one by one.
"Just one prince is enough, the impostor should stay in the mud."
No one answered him, and the entire palace was burning with fire, while Bell smiled like an innocent and sweet child under the firelight.
Intention: Sometimes meeting is inevitable