Be a matchmaker in an otome game

Chapter 451
Miss Hansmore straightened her hair and tugged at her skirts, as best she could.

Aristocrats should be upright and elegant, with a noble temperament, but not vulgar and rude like a crazy woman.

Yes, it was Nancy she was connoting.

Such a person, if he was not born well, why should he be engaged to Ulysses.

She just wants Ulysses to see that she is different from Nancy, as long as Ulysses sees her, there must be a chance.

She walked to the area pointed by the soldier, and the soldiers who came in and out here were different from the soldiers she just pointed out. At a glance, she knew that they were stronger, more muscular, and wore better clothes.

After all, the people living in this area are not ordinary people.

Miss Hansmore knew that she had found the right place, so she ordered someone arrogantly just like she ordered an ordinary soldier just now: "Do you know where Yuri's camp is?"

Perhaps because she was afraid of the bravery of the soldiers here, she ordered a woman this time.

Coincidentally, this woman is Felisa.

Felisa was stopped, she turned her head and looked at a woman in a luxurious and fashionable long dress, who raised her chin haughtily and waited for her to reply.

Phyllis knows who she is.

Felisa also knew that she didn't need to say anything to her.

Not to mention her real identity, just to say that she is pretending to be the maid next to Safi, so she is doomed to ignore this Miss Hansmore who appeared here out of nowhere.

But she called Ulysses "Uri".

Felisa tasted too much of this kind of secretive thinking and wanted to spread it widely when she was in Wangcheng, so she can only say that people are shameless and invincible.

So Felisa stood still, and smiled at Miss Hansmore: "Miss, please follow me."

Sometimes, people still have to learn a little lesson.

Felicia would gladly send her to eat this lesson.

But Miss Hansmore thought that Felisa's gentleness at the moment was a respect for her, and she followed behind Felisa very proudly, looking around with critical eyes all the way.

Felisa naturally knew where Ulysses' camp was. With Felisa leading the way, no one stepped forward to stop them from going inside, so they arrived at Ulysses' camp without a hitch.

"That's it." Felisa nodded to Miss Hansmore, and stepped aside with a low eyebrow, "Please come in."

Miss Hansmore confidently stepped forward and knocked on the door.

Without waiting for the person inside to reply, she pushed open the door.

Ulysses was here today and did not go out, and the people under him were not well-fed, so he usually only went out when necessary.

Someone opened the door, and Ulysses raised his eyes. After seeing a woman he didn't recognize at all, he frowned, and looked sharply at Felisa who was standing aside: "What's going on?"

Felisa bowed slightly, and there was some gloating in her words: "Miss Hansmore said that she knew you and wanted to meet you, so I brought her here."

Ulysses was laughed out of anger. Doesn't Felisa know the origin of this nonsense Miss Hansmore?She brought it here obviously to watch the excitement.

"Get out!" He said with a cold expression, then turned around and continued doing what he had just been interrupted - picking up the clothes that fell by the bed.

He lived in the same tent with Nancy, or he came to Nancy's tent to live with her.

Of course, Nancy can't be said to be delicate, but she can't do the laundry by herself, after all, there is no need for that, and Nancy still needs to spend more time on other things.

It's just that Ulysses is not willing to let other people touch Nancy's underwear, even Nancy's personal guards. If Ulysses hadn't gone out, Nancy's underwear had always been washed by himself.

Nancy, with his cares about it, was quite happy to throw her clothes about, sometimes on the bed, sometimes on the chair, and anyway, whenever Ulysses had to do her laundry, he had to pick up all the loose clothes. Get up and classify.

Felisa lazily called out, "Miss Hansmore, please get out."

But she didn't make any movements, she still stood there and watched with great interest.

It's just a pity that she doesn't have a small bench or a big watermelon for her to sit and eat melons and watch the show.

Miss Hansmore didn't wink much, or she was unwilling to give up just like this. She stepped forward to take the clothes from Ulysses's hand, showing her virtuousness: "Let me wash these."

Anyway, if she spends some money, she will definitely find someone to wash it for her, and show her image first.

What Ulysses was, he had rolled among women, he had never touched himself, and he could tell what Miss Hansmore was up to.

"Okay, you can do the laundry," Ulysses handed her the clothes directly, "and this one."

Miss Hansmore looked at the newly added clothes that Ulysses had added, which could not belong to a man, and her face changed suddenly: "Yuri, this is?"

Ulysses looked at Miss Hansmore calmly: "These are Nancy's clothes. Since you are so enthusiastic, I will trouble you."

Washing clothes for Ulysses, Miss Hansmore can still be said to be courting Ulysses, willing to wash his hands and make soup for him, but what is washing clothes for Nancy, is she Nancy's maid?

Miss Hansmore was about to cry: "How could you do this to me?"

"What did I do to you?" Ulysses asked back, "put away your tears and look disgusting."

The image of Ulysses in the eyes of most people is gentle and affectionate.

Who is this sharp-tongued person in front of him?

Miss Hansmore obviously didn't expect to be treated like this. After the horror, she could only stutter and ask: "You...how can you treat me like this? I came here for you."

Facing the girl's pear blossoms with rain, Ulysses's response was extremely hard-hearted: "Did I let you come?"

Miss Hansmore never imagined that when the person who was personable at the beginning met again, she turned out to be abusive.

After all, she just met Ulysses a few times and was deceived by his ulterior motives.

But human nature is always willing to do things that are beneficial to them, no matter how unfavorable the situation is, they are willing to make up a reason to convince themselves.

"Is that the tigress?" Miss Hansmore grabbed Ulysses' arm, full of tears, as if Ulysses had been greatly wronged, "Is it because she threatened you that you did this to me? ?”

Felisa chuckled, she was really stepping on Ulysses' reverse scales.

For Ulysses, Nancy is like his life, she said such words, in the eyes of these insiders, it is extremely ridiculous.

(End of this chapter)