"You can call it little Apriona, is the larvae of Apriona Swainsoni. It is white and fat, about six centimeters long, and it can be divided into eight pieces. It tastes good if you eat directly."

Avery was surprised that it tastes good without being cooked.

She can't believe such a cruel worm can even be eaten up.

"It is cruel when it is alive, but when it is dead, people can eat it as long as it is not poisonous," the bodyguard pointed to a small and thin tree, saying, "It is Aralia Chinensis where white worms live."

Avery looked at the tree up and down carefully but didn't see white worms.

"No white worms in this tree?" thought Avery.

"The little Apriona grows inside the trunk," the bodyguards' leader pointed to a trunk that was only as thick as one index finger, "This is a unique tree which can only grow on such kind of soil.

It can grow into a big tree three years later, but only one white worm will grow up in one tree. Besides, the trees can't be planted too close. Otherwise, the worms must be dead," the leader of the bodyguards said while he broke the trunk into two pieces.

Soon, Avery saw a white worm who was moving inside the trunk.

The leader took a small wooden box and put the worm into the box.

"How many worms do we need?"

"We need to get more than a hundred worms at every turn to guarantee the success rate. Otherwise, few worms can survive after eating Army Ant."

Avery can't help but take a deep breath. She couldn't find so many worms. It was no wonder that Mr. Black believed that Avery must marry him.

For saving the little princess, she should get not only a Vanda but also many white worms.

Avery had no choice. She had to marry Mr. Black.

The leader of the bodyguards soon picked up a few worms and put them into a box.

"The chief bodyguard, I had checked. Female dancers live on the third floor," A bodyguard came over. He had investigated who did it.

Soon, he asked a woman in a red belly dance dress to get into the house.

The woman wore a crop top, showing her slender waist. Since many small bells were falling on the hem of the top, it sounded when the woman walked.

The bodyguard pushed the woman away, and then she fell nearby the chief bodyguard's feet. The woman was so terrified that she lowered her head and trembled without saying a word.

"Why did nail the princess with the sprinkler?"

"I…I…," the woman said in a hesitating manner.

"Do you want to be tied to a leash and walk with me just like a dog?"

The woman became more horrified, keeping shaking her head, "I lost, so I did it."

"How dare you are! How can you bet on it?"

"I won't do that again. Please forgive me, please."

The chief leader looked at Avery waiting for her order.

Avery walked over the female dancer and said, "Raise your head."

The female dancer raised her head tremblingly, her face covered with a red veil, embroidered with golden yarn. With the red veil, Avery could only see her almond-shaped eyes. From her eyes, Avery could feel how anxious and scared the woman was.

Avery pulled the woman's veil hard, showing her face.

She looked beautiful. It was not surprising because people in Ancient Country all looked beautiful.

"You bet me in the game? So, when you lost, you sprinkled all over my top?"

"Dear princess, I'm sorry. I won't do that again."

"Is your idea to start a game?"

The woman shook the head.

"So, who is it?" Avery asked.

The dancer shook the head too because she was so terrified that she forgot who started the game.

"You practice dancing on the third floor?" The dancer nodded, answered vaguely

"Take me there," Avery said. Although she never takes the initiative to stir up trouble, she can't endure someone to hurt her.

If Mr. President knew that, he must blame the chief leader. Thus the chief leader looked unhappy, kicking the woman hard and shouting at her, "Are you deaf? Can you hear me? Take the princess there."

The dancer rolled and then stood up. Although many thorns were attached to her knees and legs, she tried her best to walk forward and led the way.

There was only one wall between the dance room and the Royal Hunting Ground, but you can't get there directly and go around.

When the dancer led Avery here, a group of tall and slender women went with the flow and twisted their waist.

It was said that people in Ancient Country loved to dance. They always dance when they are either happy or sad. Therefore, it was no doubt they danced when Mr. President's wedding ceremony was coming.

The female dancers stopped, and the bell sound also stopped when they found some people got into the dance room without permission.

All the female dancers stared at them curiously.

At first, the lead dancer glanced at Avery arrogantly. But then, when she saw the chief bodyguard, she immediately smiled and twisted her body softly, walking toward him, "Hey, why are you here, chief bodyguard?"

Because Avery was there, the chief bodyguard didn't dare to flirt with her, so he said seriously, "Who did propose the game that the loser must sprinkle all over the princess's clothes? The one would better admit what you did. Otherwise, if the President knows that, he must take your clothes off and put you on the city wall for presenting."

Avery couldn't believe that the rule was harsh in Ancient Country. It was a cruel punishment, trampling one's respect.

Avery still remembered that Molly had been trained like a dog. Mr. Black was really a cruel man though he looked like an easy man.

The lead dancer stunned for a moment and then smiled, "It is the princes. We don't dare to do it."

"Uh-huh!" The leader's bodyguard waved his hand hard. Soon, the bodyguards brought every female dancer in front of the leader and said, "Tell us the truth. Otherwise, I will manage to force you to talk."

The lead dancer frowned, "The leader of the bodyguards, we know nothing about the princess, we don't have to do it intently. It is just a joke. As the princess of B Country, I believe that she won't be angry about it."

Avery glanced at the dance leader. In her eyes, it wasn't a timid woman.

Then Avery looked around and found something.

"Is it wrong?" thought Avery.

These female dancers looked unfriendly. The way they looked at Avery as if they were killing her gradually and cutting her piece by piece.

Avery frowned and checked again.