Please give everything to Her Royal Highness

Two completely contradictory adjectives, crazy and sane, appearing on one person... really make people scratch their heads.

What is the reason why she is so obsessed with herself?

There were so many maids for her to choose from, why did she choose herself?

Nora couldn’t understand.

And who is that "Afro" who called her name in the corridor today?

Someone who can recognize her just by intuition under the conditions of genjutsu must be a very good person, or someone who cares about her very much, right?

A little envious...

But now my life is not too bad, after all, Lucia fell from the sky to change the life that should have been corrupt.

After using the maid's salary to solve the curse and the illness of her adoptive mother Denise, maybe she will live a transparent and unrestrained life like Her Majesty Grace.

Like a free and independent bird.

“Nora, there’s something else I’ve been wondering about for a long time.”

"Why did you steal my earrings that day? Why...you came so close suddenly? Did you want to kiss me that day?"

Grace's soft words were like thunder on the ground, suddenly spreading uneasiness throughout the girl's body.

This, this, this... how to answer?

Nola’s ears were as hot as blood jade for an instant, and her cheeks also had a faint sign of heat.

His body was arched on the bed like a writhing caterpillar.

No matter how you answer it, it will be strange, right?

Her head was a little dizzy, Nora covered her whole head with the quilt as if she were running down, as if she could isolate herself from this cruel world.

Grace obviously looks like an ordinary girl, right?Where would you like yourself? ? ! ! !

Nora gritted her teeth secretly in anger under the stuffy quilt.

She didn't dare to answer the girl's question and could only pretend to be dead.

After a long time, Grace heard a subtle question in the silence - "Are you asleep?"

Only at this time did Noila dare to relax her held breath.

Lucia is an emotional idiot and she will never be trusted again! ! !

Nora gritted her teeth and thought, spending the whole night.

……

Nora woke up in the early morning sun. The new sunlight slanted in from the window, cleanly sweeping away the haze of last night and making people look brand new.

"what……"

Nora yawned sleepily, sat up from the bed slowly, and squinted her eyes to welcome the sunshine.

Maybe someone spent the night with him, and the quality of his sleep last night was unexpectedly good?

Nora shifted her gaze to the noble princess.

Grace closed her eyes tightly, her eyebrows furrowed in pain, and her long eyelashes were trembling.

I don't know why the sun's rays stained my skin a sickly crimson, and my forehead was covered with a dense layer of sweat.

The lips were extremely pale, like broken white porcelain.

Nora’s pupils shrank suddenly, and she realized that Grace seemed to be sick.

113. Never forgive me for the rest of your life

Sticky sweat covered the skin, as if it had been soaked in sea water, soaking wet the satin lining dress.

The bed felt hot and cold, and Grace's body felt particularly heavy in her hazy sleep.

The head was torn in half as if it had been split in half by a sharp axe.

All night long.

But I don't know when, the chill gradually came from my chest, and the stickiness on my body was taken away by something warm and moist.

It seems like...a towel?

Grace struggled to open her heavy eyelids, her vision gradually changed from dark to clear, and the human form of a slender girl was vaguely outlined.

That strange maid lady, Nora, was sitting next to the floor in a half-duck posture.

"woke up?"

She held up the hot towel in her left hand and lifted the quilt off her body. The expression on her face was still as cold as an iceberg, but she still showed a sincere concern.

No, not just opening it up, but even unbuttoning the buttons of the underwear dress layer by layer.

Grace realized that there was a large area of ​​snow-white skin exposed on her chest.

"What are you doing?"

Grace suddenly woke up, her pupils were wide open, her brows were furrowed, and she asked in surprise with a strong nasal voice.

The seriousness and calmness that the girl had always maintained as a master seemed to have collapsed in an instant.

Even though he was seriously ill, his weak hands still wildly pushed away the hot and wet towel that was being wiped.

The special flush caused by illness covered the crystal clear skin bit by bit.

The confusion and confusion after just waking up, coupled with the fact that he was not good at physical contact, caused the cold expression to turn into a contrasting cuteness.

how to say?

Like an untamable wild cat, it finally couldn't help but raise its paw pads and awkwardly greet people with a taste of rejection.

Lucia clicked her tongue and couldn't help but comment in someone's mind,

"It's pretty cute at this point."

——Well, that’s true, Nora agreed.

Lucia took advantage of the victory and suggested excitedly,

"How about you take advantage of her illness and take her down? She's so delicate and soft that she can't resist you anyway."

"Lucia!!"

Nora responded sharply, "We are both real people, not vulgar characters in third-rate novels."

Why does it have to do with sex?

It was obvious that he was simply taking care of the patients.

After being discovered, Lucia blushed a little and felt a little excited when she spoke, and Nora's originally upright eyes became a little guilty.

Some things are okay to do by yourself when you are alone, but it is particularly difficult to deal with being teased by others when they see you.

It's all Lucia's fault.

Nora quickly blocked Lucia to prevent the stupid witch from making any decisions that would lower her IQ even more.

Fortunately, his paralyzed face played its role from beginning to end, preventing Grace from seeing her subtle flaws.

"You have a bad cold. When I woke up in the morning, I saw your face was red, so I did this."

Nora said, pretending to be a gentleman and washing the towel in the tub.

The rushing water splashed in the quiet bedroom, like a disturbed mood.

Grace weakly lifted her seriously ill body up from the floor, but just such a movement seemed to use up all her strength.

Like a small white flower that has been damaged by wind and rain, it is particularly weak.

"I don't need you to take care of me for the time being. You go out and get ready. I'm going out today..."

The girl said that while showing off her strength, she fastened the buttons of her clothes and hid her exposed delicate skin bit by bit until the last bit.

Ascetic and meticulous, but such a body is weak enough to be easily subdued by anyone and break this taboo.

Nora shook her head,

"Your Highness Grace, your body is very hot. If the fever does not go down, it will be very dangerous."

Yes, especially in this cold winter when spring has not yet arrived...

A little bit of inconspicuous disease may cause unexpected and serious illness.

The same goes for my mother...

I don’t want to see Her Royal Highness die because of this...

Nora forced the girl to the floor, "If you don't want me to wipe it for you, you can wipe it yourself, and I will buy medicine for you."

But this move was like stepping on someone's cat's tail.

Even though she was sweating and extremely weak, Grace still showed her sharp claws.

She pried Nola's hands away with her soft hands, resisting wildly in a sick way.

"No need, just don't die."

Grace's delicate eyes, which were reddened by perms, stared at Nora fiercely. She put her hands on the ground, trying to prop up her hot body from the floor.

Like an arrow shot from a bow, it will not look back until it hits the target. Grace is stubborn as hell.

Why are you working so hard?

Before Nora was about to stop her, Grace's body, which barely stood up, was as shaky as a candle swaying in the wind.

"Your Highness Grace, you are very ill now."

Nora hurriedly hugged the girl's shoulders and supported her before she fell.

"Um……"

Grace let out a displeased snort.

The originally cold body was now too hot. Maybe it was due to weakness, but Grace's body was trembling a little, and she was retreating as if to escape.

His face was flushed, his wet hair stuck to his forehead, his expression was extremely weak, but his eyes were still determined.

"Your Highness Grace, you can't even stand still while walking, why don't you take a good rest."

Nora hugged her slender shoulders and whispered seriously close to her ears,

"Life is not as tough as weeds. No matter what you want to do, living well is the most important thing in life."

"Your life matters."

These words obviously moved Her Royal Highness, Grace's resistance lowered, and Nora easily lifted Grace onto the bed.

The girl leaned against the head of the bed, breathing heavily and displeasedly from her nose. She stared at herself with gloomy eyes, and her red cheeks were slightly bulging, mixed with the belief that she would rather die than surrender and a subtle approval of herself.

What a cat-like girl...

Nola gradually got used to this kind of eyes, and occasionally she became a little cute after seeing them too much.

After being immersed in such eyes for a long time, Noila picked up the towel and slowly said,

"Do you want to continue wiping to reduce the fever now?"

"you……?"

Grace prolonged her tone and narrowed her blurred eyes in disgust.

"I don't need you, I will do it myself."

Just do it by yourself, as if who cares?

Nora muttered in her heart, placed the tub and clean towels beside the bed, quietly closed the door, and stood by outside the door.

……

The corridor outside the door was quiet, with dark green vines curling up full of vitality.

The inexplicable silence made Nora a little uncomfortable.

She leaned her head against the wall, dazed in boredom, and finally hesitantly let Lucia out.

"Ah ah ah ah ah……"