The arrogance of the city

Chapter 627 I Talk About Journey to the West in the Palace

More than 20 minutes after Maserati left Bibo Road, a luxury convoy drove onto this street.

Four police cars cleared the way ahead, the convoy spread out 30 meters, and the sound of sirens continued.

In a black Lincoln in the middle, with the windows down, a pair of sea-like blue eyes looked out the window curiously.

"Is this country really less than 100 years old?"

She has bright blond hair, skin fairer than snow, and a face that is more delicate than the legendary elf, just like an angel who has fallen into the mortal world.

"Windsor, although the Dragon Kingdom has only been established for a few decades, you must know that this land has a history of thousands of years. There are few countries in the world with a history longer than theirs. They can grow from It is not without trace that everyone wants to bully the huge economy that has developed into one of the best in the world."

A man sitting next to her said, "He has the same blond hair as the girl, but he is sitting in the car, there are no outsiders, but his sitting posture is also unusually dignified and elegant. It's a habit that he has formed, wearing a suit with no brand name, like the oldest gentleman and nobleman.

"Brother, is this your first time here too?"

The girl turned her head.

"Three years ago, my father and I came here once."

The man replied, looking at the East China Sea outside the window: "However, compared to three years ago, this country seems to have improved a lot. It is indeed a land that never lacks miracles."

With a sigh of emotion, he stared at those blue dreamy eyes, and reminded: "Windsor, I don't know what method you used to get your grandmother to agree to your going abroad, but I want to remind you, this trip to the Dragon Kingdom, you have to be old Follow me honestly, this is in a foreign country, and you represent our entire royal family of country Y..."

"I know, why are you so wordy, I just never been here, I'm just curious about this mysterious country in the East."

The girl named Windsor didn't seem to want to listen to her brother's nagging anymore, and turned her gaze out of the window again.

"Are you curious about this country? Or are you curious about the people in this country?"

asked the man named Harry.

Windsor didn't reply.

"I know if you don't tell me, Windsor, you haven't forgotten that bastard yet?"

Windsor turned her head suddenly, anger appeared on her angelic face, "Brother, I don't allow you to say that about him!"

Harry had a look of helplessness on his face.

"Windsor, what's so good about that bastard... But did he just save you once? It's been so long, and you still miss him? Maybe people have forgotten you long ago."

Mentioning this incident, Harry's heart still couldn't help twitching a little. In fact, this incident was a well-kept secret among their entire royal family.

About six years ago, an extreme terrorist organization suddenly launched a terrorist attack in the capital of their country Y, dropping bombs everywhere, including a noble school that Windsor attended.

When he got the news, his grandmother was terrified. You must know that in the entire royal family, the grandmother's favorite is Windsor, who looks like an angel. She often said that Windsor was a gift from God, and she learned that Windsor was in danger. , His grandmother, who has always been kind in the world's impression, was furious for the first time, and recruited the Prime Minister into the Platinum Palace and severely reprimanded him. Just when the Royal Knights were about to dispatch, a black-haired and black-eyed The youth brought Windsor back.

Seeing that Windsor was unharmed, the grandmother instantly turned her anger into joy, praised the young man heavily, and even hosted a banquet in the Platinum Palace to express her gratitude.

This kind of specification can be said to be a courtesy to the leaders of some important countries. It can only be imagined how favored Windsor is in his grandmother's heart.

After eating the palace banquet and receiving the awards, the grandmother sent someone to send the young man out of the Platinum Palace, but no one expected that when everyone thought the black-haired young man had left, the royal guards found him again in Windsor's room a week later .

The jerk was lying in bed with the underage Windsor, who, according to Windsor later, was telling her a story about a monk traveling west with some animals.

At that time, the entire Platinum Palace was alarmed.

No one expected that the young man not only did not leave, but actually hid himself in Windsor's room.

Windsor often hid in her room that week. Everyone thought it was because of the terrorist attack that she was psychologically frightened, which was understandable, but she didn't expect Windsor to accompany that bastard in the room!
For a week, who knows what that bastard did to Windsor? !

The grandmother was furious again, and even ignored Windsor's pleadings, and issued a hunting order for the young man, and the Royal Knights were dispatched.

However, that young man did not know where the evildoer was. In the end, he escaped under the cross-border pursuit of the Royal Knights and lost his trace in the Atlantic Ocean.

"It is impossible for him to forget Windsor. He said that he will finish the story to me."

Windsor's sea-like eyes were extremely serious.

The firmness in it made Harry stunned for a moment, and then he had the urge to swear. If that bastard was in front of him now, he would definitely have to stab him to death ten thousand times to relieve his hatred.

But facing his angelic sister, he couldn't hold back his face, and said kindly: "Windsor, it's been so many years, and he hasn't heard from him. He might have died somewhere in the world. I checked, and he gave The story you told is called Journey to the West, and my brother has read it too, so can my brother tell it to you?"

After the young man was found to have escaped from the Platinum Palace, the grandmother asked Windsor to have her body checked. Fortunately, the worst did not happen. Later, according to Windsor's description, the bold young man hid in Windsor's room that week, as if it was real. Just telling stories to Windsor.

Taking such a big risk just to tell a story?

He felt curious after hearing it, so he went to check it out and found out that it was a fairy tale about that ancient oriental country. Later, he accidentally became addicted to it and spent several months reading it.

"Harry, if you curse him again, I won't talk to you anymore."

Windsor said very seriously.

Harry opened his mouth and said nothing more.

"He promised Windsor that he would finish the story for Windsor."

Windsor repeated again, then turned her head and lay on the car window, staring blankly at the streets of Donghai with dreamlike blue eyes.

Harry was angry and distressed at the same time.

"Windsor, do you know how big Dragon Kingdom is? Do you know how many people there are in Dragon Kingdom?"

"I know, I just want to visit his hometown."

Who would have imagined that Princess Windsor of the royal family of country Y, the most luxurious tulip in the world, would be infatuated with a man with black hair and black eyes to this day.

(End of this chapter)