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Chapter 65 The Unpredictable Mysterious Male Protagonist (05)

But in front of Charles, no matter how angry you are, you have to maintain the etiquette that a lady should have.

Princess Daya resisted the urge to lose her temper, and smiled at Sijiu: "I heard that you and I look alike, but if you take a closer look, you don't.

Sir Charles, can this appearance really deceive the eyes and ears of the gods?
What if the gods find out that we are shoddy and get angry? "

Although he smiled when talking to Secretary Jiu, he seemed very arrogant.

Talking to Charles, the smile had become quite genuine, but...still arrogant.

The kind of arrogance engraved in the bones of being born in the top class will not be easily changed.Even if the other party is the person she admires.

It was obvious that Charles disliked such arrogance.

He even seemed to be quite concerned about the fact that "Jian Yu" was used as a sacrifice.

Princess Daya also unabashedly referred to Jian Yu as a substandard product, clearly insulting her.

"Your Highness, please don't say that again."

Charles' indifference was evident, even a little reproachful.

Charles: "Hair color and eye color can allow the priest to help her disguise with magic, and then there will be no big difference from His Highness.

However, I dare not agree with His Highness's words of shoddy.

Jane... Your Highness is very good, she is a very brave girl, and deserves the respect of all of us in Valengeers. "

The smile on Princess Daya's face became stiffer and stiffer.

"It's getting late, so don't delay your Highness's rest." Charles saluted Daya, and he didn't even plan to eat the unfinished dinner.

"Has your Highness had enough?" Charles bent slightly so that the secretary's gaze could be at his level. His eyes were gentle and full of respect.

He spoke to two people back and forth, calling both His Highness.Obviously the difference in attitude is not too exaggerated, but it is to let everyone present easily notice the difference in his treatment of the two.

In fact, Sijiu was not full.

The food here is really unpalatable, except for the bread, which is a soup made of large pieces of bacon. The bread is too dry, and the soup is greasy and greasy. I don't like it.

So she nodded.

"Then I will send His Highness back to his room to rest."

Si Jiu nodded obediently, and left with Charles.

Daya almost tore off the lace on her cuffs, her face was ugly.

A servant came forward and whispered a few words in her ear, probably to find out how Jian Yu seduced His Excellency Charles along the way, and how he asked His Excellency to carry her back.

Princess Dai Ya didn't expect that in just a few days, the scapegoat would have such a trick.

No wonder Charles actually spoke for her just now and was so gentle to her.

Princess Daya only felt that there was a fire burning in her chest, and her face was a little distorted.

The servant winked and quickly flattered: "It's just a person who is destined to die. Your Highness doesn't have to argue with her."

One sentence made Princess Daya's expression slightly relaxed, she sneered, put on her hood and left.

……

The room arranged for the secretary was as cold as an ice hole, and the hard bed didn't even have a thicker blanket, only a cold and thin quilt.

The little girl sat on the edge of the bed with her head hunched, a thin and small ball, looking a little pitiful.

"Your Highness, wait a moment." Charles turned and left after speaking.

Not long after, she came back again, holding a blanket in her hands, and two maids followed behind her.He asked the maid to raise the small fireplace in the room, and ordered, "Bring some hot water."

After the people left, he came to Si Jiu, squatted down on one knee, and held Si Jiu's calf.

Si Jiu: [Is the speed so fast?It's embarrassing. 】

System: [Put away that little theater in your brain that soars to the sky, we can still be friends. 】

"Your Highness, I'm sorry."

Charles took off the butler's shoes and socks, examined them, and put her feet in his lap.

The forefoot was worn out with several blisters, and the heel was even worn out. Compared with the snow-white skin, it looked very painful.

The round and lovely toes retracted, the little girl blushed, and stretched out her hand very awkwardly to refuse but seemed afraid.

"It will hurt, Your Highness bear with it." Charles said, took off his gloves, and took out a needle.

The blisters need to be opened, and the medicine will heal quickly.

He held her ankle with one hand, his palm was hot.

"I, I, I... I will do it myself..." The little girl tried to pull her foot back, but failed.

He added some strength, and his blue eyes looked at her gently but firmly.

"It is inconvenient for His Highness to handle this position by himself."

　Charles Log: She deserves respect.I am ashamed.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)