Please give everything to Her Royal Highness

"Wow! You are an idiot! If I had known that I would not come to inform you, you would not even be able to eat the crumbs."

The childish voices of the children were arguing high and low. Afro followed the children, but saw two people quietly holding hands.

Like every good friend, they share today's small beauty together.

How nice, two people...

This situation made Avro feel a little unhappy.

Because Carol can hold the hand of her best friend without restraint, but she cannot hold the hand of Her Royal Highness.

Avro squinted his eyes and looked at the sky. Dry and cold clouds were floating, and countless sunlight penetrated through them. A person's face vaguely appeared in the snow-white clouds.

Miss her so much.My...Your Highness Grace.

Avro couldn't help but cover his pounding chest, but he couldn't suppress the longing that became stronger with the beating.

……

In the canteen of the orphanage, children wearing shabby cotton-padded jackets lined up excitedly like a dragon.

Their eyes were shining, and they were chattering and chatting excitedly. The table was piled with butter buns like rice.

For the children in the orphanage, this delicious dessert is almost only eaten during festivals, so they appear very restless and sometimes pushed by ignorant children.

Grace stood in front of the wooden table. In order to prevent the cream from getting on her dress, she rolled up her cuffs to her elbows, exposing her arms like branches.

She patted the wooden table twice and said loudly to maintain order,

"Line in line, don't be crowded, everyone has a share, come one by one."

Someone in the long crowded queue whispered to each other,

"I feel like Miss Dodder Flower...is so fierce today...not as gentle as before."

As Her Royal Highness, it is certainly impossible for Grace to tell these children her name directly. .

Cuscuta was probably the previous codename of the fifth princess.

This was also the first time Grace met the children.

The last time I came to the orphanage, I just briefly visited the director and didn't see these poor orphans in person.

Grace didn't know how to deal with children, so her enthusiasm seemed subtly clumsy and unapproachable.

To be honest, Grace doesn't hate children.

But she has become accustomed to remaining indifferent to the harsh world during the long and lifeless days, rarely making expressions from the heart.

The focus today is not on the orphanage, but on using the orphanage as a medium to escape, connect with Nora, and then find a suitable location to set up a factory.

Grace had something that needed more attention - that was the maid Anna who was standing quietly in the corner of the cafeteria, patiently waiting for her to distribute food.

He came out only after breaking through all the obstacles in the palace.

For those maids and guards, even if they had a hundred courages, they would not be able to win over a royal princess.

They pulled on their sleeves and tried to persuade her for a long time, but there was no way to stop her from leaving the palace using the excuse of "going to see the children in the orphanage."

The final decision was that the former personal maid must follow him.

Therefore, Grace's task is to sneak out under Anna's nose.

I had already visited when I came here.

There is a path in the orphanage behind the children's house. I don't know if it is the road leading outside.

Grace's clear red eyes were thinking quickly as she kept distributing.

Unknowingly, the mountain of bread was being consumed at twice the original rate and was almost empty.

Grace's body and mind were all thinking about how to sneak out quietly, and she didn't notice that this change was because there was one more person beside her.

"Um... don't you have any children?"

The queue in front of him became empty.

All the children, without exception, sat obediently on the bench and enjoyed the rare meal.

?

Grace turned around and saw that her originally dilated eyes were so surprised that they suddenly shrank into a needle-like point, as if they were filled with soul.

Blonde hair as smooth as seaweed, eyes as green as lakes, and a holy smile that is always confident and innocent.

Miss Avro once again appeared in front of him without any warning, like a magic trick.

"You...you...why are you here?"

Click, the pointed heel subconsciously took a step back.

Why can I always meet her?

Grace was about to collapse with anxiety and couldn't figure out why this was happening! !

Didn't you tell her to calm down for a while?

Why do you always come up to me so unreasonably and like a dog? ! !

Can it still get better?Avro! ! ! !

After a moment of confusion, the coldness on Grace's face collapsed with the complicated and anxious inner activities.

The remaining youthful and tender cheeks are slightly bulging, with a bit of cuteness from gritted teeth.

Grace tilted her head and deliberately avoided the children eating bread in front of the dining table. She suppressed her anger and cursed in a clear voice,

"You... following me? Avro? Do you want to be shameless? Didn't we already agree? Don't you have any dignity at all?"

There are many good things in this world, such as the wind is just right today or the dessert tastes just right.

But what Afuluo likes most is that when she thinks of the person she misses, she appears just right.

As for being shameless?Follow her?

It's obviously Her Highness Grace who is following me, right?

And he said with dignity that he was following her?

The deliberately gentle insult was sharp and soft, scratching the tip of Avro's heart like a cat's claw, making people unable to leave.

Coupled with his slightly panicked expression, it was subtly similar to when he was crushed yesterday.

Even if she is insulted, she still feels... very cute.

No, it’s not insulting, it’s the panic after being exposed!

An indescribable sweetness crept up his crescent-shaped eyebrows. Avro's heart was pounding and he was addicted to it, and the smile at the corner of his mouth could not be lowered no matter what.

Sure enough... Her Highness Grace is a duplicitous fool, right?

The footsteps involuntarily approached Her Highness Grace.

After taking the first step, Avro saw Her Royal Highness, who was originally calm and aloof, staggering back two steps.

So strange...why did Grace retreat?

You don’t know how to eat people?

159. Doing these things will teach bad things to children

Falling in love with someone is truly a wonderful thing.

I miss her when I can't see her, and I want to tell her happy things when I see them...

I will worry about whether she has eaten well today, and whether her ankle will still hurt.

When we meet, I want to hug her, and when I hug her, I want to kiss her, and then...

From now on, I just want to be with her like this for the rest of my life.

Although Grace looks good when she is cold, Avro still likes her when she is soft and relaxed.

The eyebrows and eyes were meekly lowered, without the alienation that would repel people thousands of miles away, just like the night spent in Victoria's palace that night...

Take off all guard and reveal a smile as quiet and beautiful as an epiphyllum.

But now Grace is very wary.

The heels clicked back as soon as he took a step forward, his delicate eyebrows were knitted together, and his whole body was like a frightened hedgehog, extremely sensitive.

Are you some kind of devil?

Avro pursed her lips in discomfort. She no longer approached, but muttered in frustration,

"What does it mean to have no dignity? How could I follow you?"

Grace's emotional lull lasted only for a moment. Her cautious eyes swept over the children gathering at the dinner table, keeping the stiff muscles on her face, and squeezed out a few words from between her teeth.

"You didn't follow me? Then how did you know I was here?"

Her eyebrows were raised, as if she was trying to hold back her anger.

All right.Avro had to admit that even the somewhat arrogant Grace was very cute.

It’s as if I’ve been bewitched, even the extremely disgusted look in my eyes makes my heart move...

Grace seemed to be engaged in some kind of fierce psychological struggle, and her eyebrows were tightly locked like a complicated knot.

Her back was completely pressed against the stone pillar, she crossed her hands, stared directly at Avro, gritted her teeth and asked sternly,

"Speak, you! Why are you here? Didn't you say that I would come to you when the time comes?"

There is a fluffy scarf on the dark gray cloak, which sticks to Grace's green chin. Against the backdrop of her fair skin, she looks indescribably cute.

Like a kid.

Is it always like this when you like someone? Even a simple movement by the other person will make your heart tremble.

Resisting the urge to get closer, Avro raised his head solemnly and argued swornly,

"The Rhodes Welfare Home has always been an orphanage affiliated with St. Valisi's Church! It was funded by Father Morton. How could I be following you?"

At the same time, his right hand slapped his chest solemnly, like some kind of sincere guarantee.

"Me! I've been here for almost three years, how can you just jump to conclusions!"

It's obviously Grace who is following him, right?Duplicitous fool!

But Grace didn't seem to believe Afro's words, squinting her eyes and staring at her suspiciously.

Seeing that she still didn't believe it, Afro turned to look at the child Pesid who was enjoying the dessert in front of the dinner table.

She carefully bit into the bread one bite at a time, like a poor person with a three-banded belly, not even missing the crumbs scattered on the table.

Avro frowned in distress, raised her hand and reminded loudly,

"Persid, you can't eat the bread crumbs that fall on the table, it's unclean!"

Persid's body trembled subconsciously. She pouted and turned back sheepishly, nodding obediently.

"I understand, Miss Sister."

Then, he reluctantly piled the remaining crumbs neatly on the edge of the table, waiting for cleaning after the end.

No matter which way you look at it, you are not following Grace, right?

Avro put his fist to his lips, looked into Grace's eyes, cleared his throat deliberately, and made a sudden coughing sound.

"Now, you should believe it."

"so what?"

Unexpectedly, Grace's tone was still sharp. She was as stubborn and unconquerable as a snow-capped mountain with thick accumulations of frost and snow that would never melt for thousands of years. No matter what, she could not let go of her guard.

She asked relentlessly and aggressively,

"Didn't I ask Nora to bring you a message? Aren't you supposed to keep your distance from me? Didn't you agree too?"

It's really not intentional...

Avro's innocent almond eyes drooped in disappointment, she tilted her head slightly and retorted in a low voice,

"I agreed, but I didn't follow you at all."

"Don't you know how to keep your distance? Do you have to be close to me if we are in the same room?"