Please give everything to Her Royal Highness

And he cannot let Grace out of his sight. Her vitality may disappear at any time now.

Avro first planned to pick up the girl's ridiculously thin body, but when he lifted his weak, already bruised arms, he almost stumbled and fell out.

I can’t control so much anymore.

Avro helped Grace up with strength, and while using healing magic with nearly dry magic power, she went to find the maids for rescue.

Fortunately, this is Victoria's palace, and there is a maid next door who is always waiting for her.

The originally dark and peaceful Rococo palace was turned on anxiously one after another under the snowy night when all the stars were sleeping.

The lights are brightly lit, the corridors are busy with people, and carriages are rushing in and out. Anxiety has become the ongoing process of this gorgeous palace.

……

Avro was originally a guardian who had always been by Grace's side like a loyal dog.

That frail body was like a candle swaying in the wind, in danger.

She was worried and wiped away the blood bit by bit, and then dragged her tired body to accompany him by the bed.

However, the imperial sister, who had inexplicable feelings for Grace, rushed back at an extremely fast speed, followed by a large number of imperial doctors.

Victoria was heavily drunk when she came back, and her frowning eyebrows and expression that was so cold that it almost froze everything proved that she was very anxious and angry now.

As soon as she came back, she invited herself out of the palace where Grace was resting, and called a bunch of royal doctors and maids to forcefully treat her.

The cold Her Royal Highness Princess Victoria pressed herself onto the bed gently but without emotion, and said thoughtfully:

"Miss Avro Argerich was also seriously injured, right? I will thoroughly investigate this assassination, so there is no need to worry about your safety."

"I have informed the Argerich family. Now please take a good rest, Miss Avro."

The quarrel between Victoria and Chief Physician Rodney was clearly heard by Avro under the open door.

"Your Highness Victoria! If you open the treasury privately and let His Majesty know about it, you may be hanged for stealing the treasury..."

"But is there any other way now?!!"

There was a trace of anger in Victoria's gentle voice for a long time, "I said to save her, then it must be opened."

Rodney's voice persuaded tactfully,

"Your Highness... However, if you use the ten-year-old Chris magic grass, it may be possible to cure it. The hundred-year-old... His Majesty Kevin wants to use it to refine the magic potion to extend life."

"No buts! I need to be 100% sure that she is safe and sound. It's decided to take out the century-old Chris magic grass in my name!"

Chris magic grass is a magic grass blessed by Chris, the god of earth and harvest. It only grows in the coldest and most dangerous places in the world.

It has abundant magic power and the special function of bringing the dead back to life. It has a price but no market.

The century-old Cres magic grass was Kevin's trophy when he conquered the Principality of Ibro, and it is also a symbol of national honor.

The value is self-evident.

Grace's injury was several times more serious than imagined - but this was the only information Avro could pay attention to from their conversation...

The girl's heart tightened, and her thin white hands crumpled the quilt. She wished she could go back to Grace now.

She wanted to make sure with her own eyes that Grace was okay.

But every time I got up, the maids who were following me would give me various excuses to go back.

Avro had no choice but to give up.

No sleep for one night.

No one can imagine how they spent this night.

Nervous, worried, uneasy, troubled, sad, all the emotions in the world have been tasted.

I no longer knew how to face Her Royal Highness, who descended from the sky and was as dazzling as the sun of salvation.

Avro confusedly covered his pounding nervous heart and asked himself questions countless times.

How did Grace feel when she came back?

But every time it only ferments some unspeakable emotion in my heart.

……

Victoria went to meet His Majesty in accordance with His Majesty's instructions, and Afro finally waited for the right time and had the opportunity to see His Royal Highness.

This time, the time has reached ten o'clock in the morning.

The winter morning was cold and chilly, but outside the palace where Grace was training, there were densely packed servants, which was enough to show how caring Victoria was.

The most I suffered in the illusion was some superficial injuries, and it only took a few days to recover after drinking some bitter potion.

Avro passed the knight guard unimpeded and then quietly arrived at Grace's bedside.

The palace was quiet, and all the servants were dismissed, leaving only herself and her.

After the full rescue efforts of the royal doctors, Her Royal Highness was out of danger.

The girl closed her eyes and lay quietly on the bed. Her face was horribly pale and her lips were blue, like a broken lily, fragile and beautiful.

Avro didn't know why he felt so uncomfortable.

She leaned down, placed her hands on the edge of the bed, and carefully traced Her Royal Highness's eyebrows with her eyes.

The girl let out a calm and shallow breath, proving that she was in good condition.

Avro had sketched her appearance last night amid all kinds of dangers and worries, but he never felt as at ease as now, personally confirming that she was safe and sound.

Perhaps due to some sense, a small painful moan came from the girl's throat.

"Um……"

Then, the long eyelashes flapped gently like butterfly wings in struggle, and those slightly dazed red pupils appeared in front of Avro's eyes again.

Grace wakes up! ——With the distance between the two of them less than twenty centimeters, they can even feel each other's warm breath.

"what……"

Avro's pupils widened, and he immediately shrank back in panic.

Perhaps it was because Grace was so seriously injured that she still couldn't figure out the situation. She held the quilt and was stunned like a confused deer for ten seconds before slowly coming back to her senses.

"Afro, how are you doing?"

This was her first sentence, and her cold voice was a little hoarse in the morning.

Maybe it was because his dazed posture was cute, or maybe he was a little embarrassed to look at her just now.

Avro didn't know why he was tilting his head now, watching the second hand of the sitting clock spinning continuously. After a long time, he reluctantly answered at a loss:

"Grace, my condition...is very good."

"Really? That's great."

When Grace said this, her tone seemed to be deliberately cold.

"I know what you came here to say."

"If you think I saved you and want to express your gratitude, you don't have to."

"I just heard your inner thoughts and did what I should do as your god."

She half-lyed down from the bed, her eyes cold and cold like a proud flower on a cliff, refusing to let anyone stay thousands of miles away.

"It's a life for a life. It's settled. You don't have to say thank you, let alone have any inexplicable emotions about it."

He was talking weird things again, and Afro raised his eyebrows helplessly.

Her tone was cold, but she could hear her shyness and confusion.

What Grace does and says is the opposite every time.

She said don't come closer to her, that is, come closer to her.

Just like a hedgehog, he will always point the sharp edge of the needle at himself, but actually?The belly is softer than that of a kitten.

Thinking of this, Afro covered up the corners of her lips that could not help but raise slightly. She quickly glanced at Grace and said "hmm" imitating Grace's tone.

"Are you still playing the maid game?"

"Stop playing."

Grace refused without hesitation. She declared more seriously than ever,

"Yes, but I am still your master and your god. Just treat yesterday's illusion as a bizarre dream."

"Ah...since you said so, okay."

At the very least, you must respect other people's choices, Afro nodded and compromised.

"Well, if nothing happens, you can leave first."

Grace left such words without even the slightest nostalgia.

Indifference is a bit hurtful, Your Highness.

Avro sighed and stood up. She was going to leave for now according to Grace's instructions.

After all, it is the patient who needs more rest, right?

In fact, I want to hear the words that Grace is worried about herself or scared, so that she can take care of her in return...

Just when Afro was about to step out of the palace door with some inexplicable regret.

A slightly embarrassing request came from behind, "Um... Afro... can you help me? I want to go... I want to make it easier."

Avro's steps stopped in place at the same time. The curved eyebrows and the corners of the mouth that had been pursed could no longer be suppressed at this moment, and the smile on his face bloomed proudly.

Ah...as expected.

Afro turned around and found the arrogant Grace, struggling to hold herself up by the bed, breathing lightly.

Her weak body allowed her to use only a little strength, and a little sweat broke out on her forehead.

And those two feet, which were as white as jade, were completely fractured in yesterday's illusion, and they would suffer excruciating pain if they applied any more force.

Grace is afraid of pain.

It is normal to lie in bed all night without having a chance to go to bed.

So now she needs herself very much.

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There are always people talking about the problem of the imperial sister.

Okay, now let me explain in unison, the imperial sister’s ideal is to ascend to the throne, she is a career person, not a love person.

I didn't say that I wanted to whitewash Sister Huang and say that she was innocent or anything like that. Her role was that of a villain.

The imperial sister is also a character with a certain depth and depth. She also has emotions. On the one hand, she must obtain imperial power because of her childhood past.

On the other hand, she will also feel the sadness and loneliness necessary in the struggle for power because of her fight for the throne.

It's normal to hate complex characters, but if you can read a book, don't make it too black and white. If the character line is not developed, you will curse and it will affect the harmony.

If you scold me again, I will get angry!

Essentially, I still want to write a story about a fragile princess who is cold-blooded and closed-minded, and is exposed to all kinds of excitement until she opens her heart! !

The story is exciting when it has conflict! !

I hope everyone can read the book calmly.

I scold the characters every day for being too violent.

Otherwise, everyone, stop scolding the characters! !If you want to scold me, just scold me (secretly happy, hehe).

70. Afro: Grace is so cute!

People's plans are always far from reality.

Even if the system's requirements and tasks are to tame the kind-hearted Saint Avro within two months.

But in the process of becoming more intimate, Grace still couldn't do this.

Unbridled contact with Avro is like suddenly shattering a closed area isolated by frost.

Strangely, she simply broke into the restricted area step by step with her sincerity, which made people stunned and uneasy.