MTL - After Being Forced To Raise a Crazy Milk Dog, I Am So Fragrant-Chapter 14 Engage in Cosplay in a mental hospital

  Chapter 14 Engage in cosplay in the mental hospital

  After returning to the ward, Cen Qing obediently lay back on the bed.

   Fortunately, Song Youyou didn't have the habit of spying on her, so she left the ward after she closed her eyes.

  As the door was closed, in a hidden corner of the ward, a monitor turned on a red light.

  【Drip, the side mission starts, escape from Arkham Mental Hospital with Jiang Ci】

  The sound of the system suddenly sounded, which startled Cen Qing.

  She can't hear this voice now, she almost has a stress reaction!

  Because of the undulating movements, Cen Qing pressed the ear of the rabbit doll in his arms.

  A sudden pain came from the arm, and blood beads came out one by one, and soaked on the white sheets.

  At such a young age, have you already perverted enough to hide needles in rabbit ears?

   This is to kill her?

  Cen Qing thought for a while and felt something was wrong, and pulled the long needle out of the cotton.

   Just such a needle, it seems that it can't kill her.

   Playing with the doll, Cen Qing carefully poked every part of it.

   are all safe, and there is no need for any strange things.

  On its left chest, there seems to be a hard mechanism similar to a mechanism.

   But at this moment, Cen Qing's attention was attracted by the appearance of the doll.

  This doll looks like a rabbit, but its facial features somehow resemble Jiang Ci.

  Where can I get him a similar-looking doll in the mental hospital?

   Cen Qing frowned. Could this be a doll he sewed himself?

  The more I thought about it, the more I felt that this possibility was very high. Cen Qing's fingertips touched the doll's left eye.

  It was also where Jiang Ci was injured and wearing white gauze.

   Fiddled with the doll's eyeballs, Cen Qing felt a small round gap with his fingertips.

   Seems to be...just right for that needle to be mounted on.

  Poke that needle into the notch and it's just the right length.

   There was a slight sound of mechanical operation, and a gap was opened in the left chest of the doll, and a golden key was inside.

  Jiang Ci would not give such an important thing to others casually.

  So, this key is for her.

   But no matter what his purpose is, this thing must be very important.

  Cen Qing carefully put it in the pocket of the hospital gown.

  The afternoon sun was exceptionally warm, and Cen Qing was called out by Song Youyou's gentle voice.

   "Xiao Qingqing, shall we play games this afternoon?"

  Song Youyou opened the closet, and there were all kinds of clothes in it.

   Said it was Cen Qingdu who went to cosplay.

   "That's all for now. It just so happens that the theme of the party this afternoon is the countess' afternoon tea."

   As she spoke, Song Youyou took out a medieval European court attire.

  The size of the pannier, the curvature of the skirt, including the pattern embroidered on the corner of the skirt, are exactly the same as those in the museum exhibits that Cen Qing visited before.

   Probably just a one-to-one imitation.

   After all, it is a mental hospital, so there is no need to spend so much money to buy a real product.

  But Cen Qing still underestimated the madness of this group of people.

   "This piece was bought from the British Museum, and it seems to have cost less than two million dollars."

  Song Youyou dressed her in a casual tone as if she had spent two yuan on ordinary clothes.

   Hearing this, Cen Qing frowned.

   Now all the nurses in mental hospitals are so rich?

   "By the way, there is also this agate necklace. I heard it was collected by ****."

   "But Xiao Qingqing, don't be disgusted, she probably hasn't worn it, but just kept it."

   For fear that Cen Qing would be disgusted, Song Youyou quickly explained.

  Cen Qing: …

   They are all fakes.

   Song Youyou's designation is more or less wrong.

  But when Cen Qing saw the fineness of these jewels and the sense of antiques rushing towards his face, he swallowed the question he wanted to ask again.

   "This countess crown is also very suitable for Xiao Qingqing, but it lacks some gorgeous jewelry, and it is a bit plain."

   Cen Qing looked up at himself through the mirror, and was almost blinded by the diamond on the crown.

   Broken diamonds surround the crown, and the huge pink diamond in the middle shines dazzlingly under the direct sunlight.

   And, the weight is heavy.

   But if you call it plain, that's your problem.

   "So, the character I play is a countess?"

  Cen Qing immediately grasped the key point.

   She has no interest in this kind of cosplay.

  Besides, doing this kind of thing in a mental hospital is getting more and more terrifying the more you think about it.

   "Yes, that is the Countess Elizabeth Ballitelli who was born in Hungary in the Middle Ages."

  Looking at Cen Qing who was perfectly dressed by herself in the mirror, Song Youyou showed a satisfied smile.

  When Cen Qing heard this name, he felt a little familiar.

  In that exhibition, she seems to have heard the name.

   But it's normal for her to be unable to remember the names of foreigners.

   "Alright, your afternoon tea is ready, please follow me."

  Song Youyou also changed into the costume of the head maid, and performed a standard court salute to Cen Qing.

   Lifting the heavy skirt and the luxurious crown on her head, Cen Qing quietly took a deep breath.

   But the head maid, Aisha, caught her vigilantly.

   "My dear Earl, you can't make any mistakes in your words and deeds."

  With a straight face, Aisha walked up to Elizabeth and corrected her mistakes in movements.

  Cen Qing: …

   Entering the show in a second, it would be inappropriate not to come back with an Oscar.

  Aisha leaned in front of Elizabeth, bent slightly, her moist and hot breath fell on her ears,

   "Otherwise...you will be punished."

  Suddenly, goosebumps covered Cen Qing's entire arm.

  There is no normal person in this mental hospital!

  After standing up, Aisha resumed the respect of her headmaid, lowered her head and said,

   "Barononess Christie and Viscountess Hamill are already waiting for you in the garden."

  When hearing this long list of names, Cen Qing's head started to hurt.

   But before she could sort out her thoughts, Aisha was already urging her to go to the meeting.

  The so-called garden is the back garden of the mental hospital.

  It’s only the beginning of spring, why can the roses in the garden bloom so enthusiastically and unrestrainedly, with a tangy fragrance?

   "These roses are the earl's favorite, and thanks to the gardener's hard work, they are allowed to bloom this season."

  Aisha explained from the side, kicking a **** **** away smoothly.

  Because of the obstruction of the dress, Cen Qing did not see this **** that was still stained with human tissue.

   "It's really hard for them."

  Cen Qing answered casually.

  The key is that Song Youyou didn't give her a script or anything, it all depended on her improvisation on the spot.

   "It is their honor to serve the Earl, even if it costs them their lives, it is also an honor."

   Speaking of this, Aisha looked a little excited, her face was flushed red.

  This scene... it's a bit over.

  She is an earl, but not the head of an MLM organization, so there is no need for this.

  (end of this chapter)