The legend of Bowza's folk deeds grows until it reaches the ears of the king who is played by Candace. When the king saw Bowza wearing light make-up, dressed in a purple robe and with a gentle smile on her face, an inexplicable urge suddenly arose within him. He felt that there was a magical charm in Bowza's body, and he wanted to conquer this woman.

"What’s your name?" The king asked.

"My name is Bowza, and I am a dancer." Bowza replied respectfully.

"A martial artist? No wonder you were able to kill the ghost." The king complimented, his eyes shining with admiration.

"Your Majesty, I am a dancer." Bowza replied.

"Oh?" The king said with interest, "I wonder if Miss Bowza could show your dancing?"

"Your Majesty, can I borrow a sword?" Bowza requested.

The king's guard (played by Violet) immediately handed Bowza a sharp sword. Bowza picked up the sword. She unsheathed the sword, and the sword shone silver glow. Looking at the sword, Bowza smiled.

"Good sword." Bowza exclaimed.

"Please!" The king made an inviting gesture.

Bowza walked onto the stage. She stood in the center of the stage, holding the sword hilt in one hand and the scabbard in the other. Under the light, the sword shone with a silvery white light.

Bowza stuck the scabbard on the ground, her feet bent slightly, then stomped hard on the ground. The scabbard traced an arc on the ground, then spun up quickly. Bowza was gradually covered by the scabbard. Her waist bent and her arms stretched. The scabbard drew an elegant arc in the air while Bowza twisted along with it, her body constantly changing into all kinds of postures. Each twisting she was carried a special rhythm. She was like a blooming rosebud, emitting an enchanting fragrance in the middle of the dark night, so that people could not help but immerse themselves in this sweet fragrance and indulge in this dreamlike atmosphere.

"Good, it's beautiful!" The king applauded excitedly. His eyes were fixed on Bowza. He could not wait to glue his eyes on Bowza. He felt that Bowza was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen.

Bowza stopped twisting her body, her hand holding her sword, the tip of the scabbard flush with the ground. She leapt up, her wrist flipped, and the sword drew a circle in mid-air before falling down again. She withdrew her hand and gently inserted that sword into her waist.

"Good!" Another round of applause came from the king, "Today I finally realized that the dance can be so beautiful." The king said.

"Your Majesty, thanks for your praise." Bowza said.

"You are so beautiful. I have never seen such a beautiful dancer." The king said, "I have decided to keep you, will you?"

Hearing these words, Bowza's face suddenly turned red.

"You don't have to be shy. I will protect you, are you willing?" The king asked once again.

"I am willing." Bowza lowered her head.

"Very well." The king clapped his hands, “Arrange a place for her to stay."

"Your Majesty, I... Where do I live?" Bowza asked.

"Right here. This is my special arrangement." The king said.

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

"Go and get ready first. I will send someone to pick you up later." The king said.

"Yes, I will leave."

The king looked at the back of Bowza's departure and could not help but reveal a touch of infatuation.

"Your Majesty, you seem to be in a very pleasant mood." The guard at the side said cautiously.

"Oh, yes." The king smiled, "She is the most beautiful woman I have ever seen." The king said.

"And when do you plan to reward her?"

"How dare you guess my order?" There was a hint of killing intent in the king's eyes. "Sorry, I have overstepped." The guard's voice trembled a little.

"Forget it, I am in a good mood today."

"Thank you, Your Majesty." The guard said gratefully, with a teardrop in his eyes, perhaps because of not being killed.

The king's eyes were full of expectation. He believed that there was nothing in this world that could not be done.

With the curtain down this scene is considered a successful conclusion.

Lilia draped her left leg, wrapped in black stockings, over her right, while her right hand was holding a straw sucking the red drink in her hand, with more anticipation for Iris' next scene on her face.

"Liran Day, what do you think of Iris's stage play?" Lilia asked.

"Well ...there are too few actresses and it's easy to create a feeling of skipping scenes." Liran Day commented.

Lilia nodded. She also agreed with Liran Day about this point. Violet, played as a ghost just now, was just killed, and then she shifted into the king's guard suddenly next moment, and Candace did so too, but Candace played as a king well.

Lilia gave a good evaluation.

"Sister, you saved Candace from the tidal clans, and then she has been with you. For the king of a country, I think she knows very well how to play as this role in her heart, after all, there is a real queen on her side." Liran Day replied with her eyes closed.

"That's right."

As the curtain opened once more, Bowza met the Queen (played by Violet), "The Queen?" Bowza's tone carried a slight surprise and revealed a hint of contempt.

"Why don't you curtsy when you see the Empress?" The Empress glanced at Bowza.

"Huh." Bowza laughed, "Immediately you are not. If you let me curtsy, you will surely die."

Bowza's tone was provocative, completely looking down upon the Empress in front of her.

"Pull this person down and beat him heavily with a hundred big slaps."

"Yes, Your Highness."

Two guards then took Bowza away.

The queen came to the king with uneasy steps. She always had uneasiness in her heart, and she felt that the woman just now did not look like someone from the palace.

"See Your Majesty the King." The queen curtsied.

"I have decided to marry Bowza and give her the throne of the queen."

"Your Majesty, I am your wife. Why do you have to marry that bitch Bowza?" The queen questioned angrily.

The king looked at the queen, a trace of disgust and indifference flashed in his eyes.

"Bowza is so excellent, how can you be compared to her?"

Before the king could finish his sentence, a piercing voice interrupted him.

"Your Majesty, how can you insult me like that?" The queen's heart broke when she heard the king's reply.

She did not understand that she had dedicated her life so much to the king, but in the end, all she got was this kind of indifferent attitude from the king.

The king looked at the heartbroken queen and his heart was full of contempt.

"I have made up my mind. Do you think I am wrong?"

"Do you want to marry that bitch as the queen? What about me? I am your wife. We have been married for more than twenty years. Are you going to abandon me?"

"You? Oh." The king sneered, “Send this person to the cold palace."

"Your Majesty, are you going to want to send me to the cold palace?" The queen looked at the king in horror, her eyes filled with tears.

Then the guard boarded the stage and took the queen away.

Finally the king and Bowza completed their marriage. Bowza became the queen without any problems. Bowza came to the cold palace and was very happy to see the Queen's aggrieved look.

She walked to the original queen, pretending to be majestic, and said, "Why don't you curtsy when you see the queen?"

"Oh, curtsy? Are you worthy of it?" The Queen's eyes were full of hostility.

Bowza waved her hand and signaled the guard at the side to force the Empress to kneel down. The guard obeyed the order, stepped forward and pinned the Empress down. Bowza looked down at the Empress from a high position and said, "You and I have no enmity, but there is only one Empress in a country, and I will never allow you to appear!"

"Huh!" The Empress laughed coldly, "So what? What can you do to me?" The empress still refused to give in, perhaps because this was the pride of the royal family.

"Well then, you go to hell!" Bowza took out the king's decree from her bosom and laid it in front of the queen.

The empress looked at the decree incredulously, and she kept repeating the words, "Impossible! Impossible. Absolutely impossible. I have been with His Majesty for twenty years, so there is no way he would give an execution edict to me."

"Huh." Bowza sneered, then stretched out her hand to lightly pick up the Empress's chin and said softly into her ear, "A woman should know how to please a man. As long as he is happy, what can I not get?"

After saying that, Bowza slapped the Empress heavily and said, "Execute!"

"Yes! Your Highness the Empress."

The guard drew his long sword. Without a hint of hesitation, he stabbed the sword into the former Empress' chest, blood spurted out, and the former Empress' eyes stared at Bowza angrily, as if she wanted to kill Bowza with her gaze. But she didn't have such a chance, and the guard had already pulled the long sword out of her body.

The guard turned around and knelt in front of Bowza and said respectfully, "The former Empress is dead."

Bowza raised her leg and kicked the former Empress, which fell limp on the ground like a puddle of mud.

"Find a random place to bury it." Bowza said.

"Yes, Your Highness."

Since then Bowza has become the queen of a nation, she kept enjoying countless glory and wealth.

All the actresses gathered on the stage and bowed deeply toward the audience, while Iris said through the microphone, "Happy birthday to my aunt."

Several big words appeared on the stage, "Happy Birthday to Liran Day!"

At that moment, Iris pushed the cake from behind the curtain to Liran Day and said, "Happy birthday, Aunt.

"Okay." Liran Day replied with no expression.

Iris was satisfied with the "okay", at least her aunt was satisfied.

Iris put candles on the cake and lit the candles with a lighter filled with fire elements.

"Blow out the candles and make a wish."

"..." Liran Day was a little overwhelmed and looked at her sister on the side.

Lilia just nodded slightly, signaling her to continue.

So Liran Day silently made a wish and then blew out the candles.

Iris put on her birthday tiara for her aunt, quickly reached out and grabbed a handful of cake, then wiped it towards her face.

Liran Day was quick on the uptake and grabbed Iris' hand directly, saying, "And you dare to play such tricks in front of me? It seems that you need to be punished. "

"Hey?"

Liran Day slowly and methodically cut the cake, while Iris kept struggling, but in vain.

Liran Day took out a piece of the cut cake and slapped it on Iris's face without hesitation, which also caused everyone to laugh.

"Why are you laughing?" Iris backhanded the cake in her hand and smeared it on Violet's face.

"Hey, hey! Now Violet is just like me."

With laughter, Liran Day's birthday passed.