Please give everything to Her Royal Highness

Is that called protection?

Victoria got angry just thinking about it. As a Rhine noble, it was right to show loyalty to the royal family, even to the point of dying to protect the royal family.

"Ah."

She chuckled, retracted her hand that was hovering in mid-air, put her hands on the girl's shoulders, and asked sternly,

"Then Grace, tell me, why were you seriously injured and she was walking like flying as soon as she came out? You are a member of the royal family, she should be injured for you."

"Then it won't work if I just make friends?"

The clear voice asked loudly, and Grace frowned slightly, like a angry child who was secretly angry after a fierce quarrel with her mother.

A sad, childlike feeling of being out of control climbed uncomfortably over my heart like a vine.

The nameless anger in her heart was gradually building up. Victoria frowned, stared into Grace's eyes like a judge, and asked loudly:

"Then as a friend, you insist on chatting with her and sitting on your lap reading like a cohesive bond?"

"Sister Huang, what are you talking about? I really don't understand what you are thinking!!"

Grace pushed the hand on her shoulder down without hesitation, her beautiful red eyes drooped and blurred, as if she had been greatly wronged.

"Obviously it was the imperial sister who said that nothing happened and we are still the same as before. Why do you have to use the standards of a lover to demand me?"

She raised her head and looked directly into Victoria's eyes, as if seeking an urgent answer.

"Obviously Afro and I are just ordinary friends. Sister Huang, I really don't understand what you are thinking? Why are you doing this to me?"

Victoria's ability to control her emotions is much better than imagined.

She took a deep breath, suppressed her excitement, and squeezed Grace's weak shoulders forcefully. Countless interests were dancing in her red eyes that could not see her true heart.

"Afro is the candidate saint of the church. Guess how she became the candidate? The entire St. Warisi Parish is under the control of Brother Carta!"

"If she wants to become a saint, she will definitely side with Brother Carta."

The first time Grace came into contact with Avro and slept with her, she investigated this so-called candidate saint.

Keon Argerich, from a rural town to an important member of the empire, completed the triple jump in just ten years.

The problems behind Argerich are too great and Grace will fall into the trap.

Victoria's mood was like a loose ball of wool, entangled with countless threads, and her unclear emotions made it difficult to concentrate rationally.

Anger, confusion, grief, doubt, guilt, confusion.

She tried to slow down her tone, trying to calm down Grace's mood.

"Grace, we are both women, and we also share the blood of the Rhine royal family. What you are thinking of is impossible to happen."

"Ever since your mother-in-law died and was sent to live with me in Adelphise Palace, I have treated you as my biological sister."

"In terms of age, I am your royal sister. Psychologically, I have always treated you as a daughter. If I had a chance to choose from this family relationship, I would never give it up."

"But I don't want you to associate with bad people either!"

This move inspired the imperial sister. Grace opened her clear red eyes like a deer, her body trembled slightly, she gritted her teeth and tried her best to retort,

"She is not an ordinary person! Next September I will marry into the Argerich family, and she will be my future sister."

"Like you said, they are just relatives - could it still be the same as the concubine relationship between you and me?"

"Ge!Lei!Si!"

The anger was about to reach the threshold. Victoria gasped, and with a loud thud, she pressed the girl's shoulders roughly against the head of the bed, and reminded her sternly, word by word,

"Do you know what you are saying is unethical?!"

Grace's pupils dilated in surprise and pain, and she slowly closed her eyes due to the tears in the water and her female self-esteem.

She escaped, her breath lightly spraying on her face like a silent cry.

There are no tears, but it is more sad than tears.

Victoria recalled in a daze that he had forced her in the same way a few nights ago.

She slowly let go of her hand and explained gently as if atonement,

"Grace, I just hope you don't trust others too easily." - I don't want to believe it either.

Huh, the beautiful, tearful eyes suddenly opened.

"Then who should I believe? Sister Huang?"

"..."

Victoria remained silent, sat upright, and just looked at her quietly without speaking.

"I don't understand, sister Huang, why are you angry!? I just made an ordinary friend."

"Since you said you don't like me, and since you still want to be the same as before, then leave me alone."

The girl's eyes were slightly red, and her voice was as shrill as a canary bird singing with tears.

"No matter who I marry or who I like to associate with, the emperor doesn't like me anyway, so why do you have to restrict me everywhere?"

"Sister Huang will go to quell the rebellion in two weeks, right? What about me? Who should I trust in such a big palace?"

Grace patted her chest and looked at Victoria blankly, sighing in despair like a lamb waiting to die.

"Who can I trust?"

No matter how good Grace's acting skills are, she still can't get into the role as easily as the more accomplished movie queens.

Half of the emotions in this may be gradually replaced by the five princesses who originally disappeared, and the other half are for themselves.

The woman who kept her as a pet once said the same ridiculous things to herself in the same situation.

Grace has already thought about it, she wants to see what the possessiveness underneath Victoria's filth is.

If it's a love that Victoria can abandon at any time, that's even better.

Even if Victoria asks for a kiss now, she will not refuse.

The most important thing is to take away the power she cares about and crush it under her feet.

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py, orange, friend’s book

"Is Su Xueer, the star with jade syndrome, totally ruined after owing 5000 million to her agency?"

"You have nothing to do every day, so you just communicate with fans on Weibo?"

"Not only on Weibo, but also on live broadcasts, you can get scolded."

"Stop talking, be careful she comes along the network cable and beats you up."

"Hitting someone? Really or not? Next time Su Xueer broadcasts live, I have to question her and see if she can come and beat me up?"

……

In the Magic City, Su Xueer released her magical girl transformation, left the backstage rest area, and happily scrolled through her Weibo to the set of the variety show.

82. What a pervert!

Human beings are the coldest, yet most passionate creatures in the world.

Smooth-talking liars always say things that go against their will easily.

The coldest human tragedies are written in the history books with the most ruthless pen and ink. It is not uncommon for wives and fathers to be killed, and brothers to turn against each other.

At the top of power, family affection is an inconspicuous decoration.

But no one's heart is as indestructible as steel, even the craziest people still have things they care about.

So does Victoria.

She sat quietly on the edge of the bed with her eyes lowered, her slender, straight yet powerful legs crossed uneasily.

After a long time, Victoria put her hands on Grace's shoulders and promised softly,

"It doesn't matter, I will send someone to protect you as usual."

If it were the original Fifth Princess, if she was a kind and simple little girl, she would most likely be indulged in the tender promise.

But... betrayal doesn't happen just once.

Once a person's bottom line is violated, he will only sink deeper and deeper step by step.

Grace leaned against the head of the bed, her distracted eyes falling on the goose down quilt, her cold voice trembled slightly, and she said with loss and fear:

"Sister Imperial, the last time I was assassinated was in your palace, and a few days ago, I was drugged with poisoned wine at such a big banquet."

"They all say that the palace is the safest place in the world, but now my father has not even caught the murderer..."

The light words are like sharp swords, bit by bit under Grace's deliberate arrangement, until they reach Victoria's conscience.

Grace, who had built a high wall of indifference in her heart, looked at Victoria.

Her eyes dodge, her slender eyebrows droop anxiously, her gorgeous face is brightly made up, but her whole person looks like a tree bent down by snow.

Low, depressed.

If the thoughtful Third Highness felt so guilty about this, why did he hand it to her?

If one wanted to accuse Karta, all one had to do was point out that the drink was poisonous.

You must use the death of a royal member to pave the way for your journey to the crown prince.

Why use the most touching family affection to force a kind person to death?

Grace couldn't help but laugh at her ridiculous ugliness, and felt an uncontrollable sadness towards human nature.

Victoria had no choice but to say anything else to Grace, because from the moment she decided to hand over the poisoned wine, she was no longer qualified to defend herself.

The hands on her shoulders slipped down weakly, and Victoria lowered her head and said softly:

"Grace...actually the royal family is the most dangerous place. After you get married next year, you can leave the palace and live the life you want."

"Just like before, make some desserts, raise some pets, write some interesting poems, and spend your life freely with the children."

"No one will hurt you in the future, and no one will harm you again, as long as you get through this period of time carefully... this period of time is enough."

Victoria persuaded with a soft tone. The dazzling red in her pupils was like the ripples of poisonous wine when it was shaken. It was really beautiful and dangerous.

Victoria just wants to comfort herself now. Is it her remaining conscience that is causing trouble?

Or do you want to keep such a cute pet because there is no profit involved?

Grace laughed softly, with tears in her eyes.

This is both a mockery of Victoria's selfishness and the unworthiness of the original five princesses.

On behalf of the fifth princess who had already been marked with a "death ending" in the game, she couldn't help but say:

"Sister Huang, I know I am useless, but Sister Huang, you are really selfish."

"You said you wanted to go back to the past, but isn't what you are doing now just abandoning me?"

"I told you, I won't leave you."

Grace looked at Victoria complicatedly and pointed to the maids separated by a wall outside the door.

"I told your maids that I wanted to help Sister Huang solve her problems, but they all ignored me. I know they always think that I am of no use."

"Because I am just a dispensable princess with no power, only knowledge of flowers and plants, not favored by my father."

Grace hung her head a little lowly, her voice full of self-pity, like a contemptible weed that no one cares about or likes.

"I know that if anyone in the world knew about this forbidden feeling, they would be disgusted."

"but--!"

Grace raised her head slightly and looked at Victoria. She raised her little horns like a lamb who was forced to the cliff and was about to fight for her life. Her voice trembled slightly and she said,

"Sister Huang, you said yesterday that you would protect me anytime and anywhere, but when I got up this morning, I found that there was no one around me."

"Sister Huang, I know you want to abandon me. I will keep this feeling in my heart."

"I don't want to be abandoned, I don't want to be abandoned a second time, just like my mother abandoned me..."

She grabbed Victoria's lotus root sleeve, pulled the bright red ribbon firmly, and prayed with pleading eyes,

"It's just that, Sister Huang, can you stop putting on a reasonable expression and restrain me with such a request that is more ambiguous than a lover? I will misunderstand you."